Meg checked Efe's wine cellar. There were twelve wine cellars, divided according to time. Each wine cellar contained about three hundred barrels of wine.
Yes, very large oak barrels.
No one would have thought that there would be such a valuable treasure hidden underground.
"You guard such a precious wine cellar and use that kind of wine to fool the drinkers?" Meg looked at Efe and asked.
"But these wine cellars are all sealed." Efe frowned.
Rip!
Meg threw the seal in his hand to the ground.
"Now there is no seal, and you have three hundred barrels of thirty-year-old authentic Titan Wine." Meg said with a smile.
Efe's mouth was slightly open. He looked at the seal on the ground and then at the door of the wine cellar.
"This is the wealth your father left for you. You shouldn't leave them all in the wine cellar to reminisce. Instead, you should let them continue to dominate the world of wine, just like your father did in the past." Meg pulled open the old lock on the door and gently pushed open the door of the wine cellar.
The faint aroma of wine accompanied the smell of oak barrels. Although it was underground, the ventilation system was very good. Even after several decades, there was still no stale smell.
"Of course, when you finish the wine in this wine cellar, I hope you can put the Titan Wine you brewed back into the wine cellar." Meg looked at Efe who was a bit lost in thought and said.
Efe looked at Meg and solemnly nodded, "I will."
Meg walked into the wine cellar and reached out to touch the oak barrels. He suggested, "I personally suggest you use the wine in this wine cellar to participate in the Wine Tasting Conference. Then use this batch of Titan Wine to replace the Titan Wine in your tavern. Fill it in small bottles and increase the price of the wine. This will allow the Titan Tavern to once again enter the ranks of high-end taverns."
"What price should I set?"
"At least two thousand copper coins per bottle. This is a true treasure left behind by a master. Every bottle you drink is one less bottle."
"But back then, my father only sold it for 200 copper coins per bottle," Ai Fei said in surprise.
Meg rolled his eyes. "That was the price of goods ten to twenty years ago. You have to consider inflation. Back then, pork was only five copper coins per catty. Now, if you can find pork that costs twenty copper coins per catty on the street, it must be filled with water."
Moreover, a high-end wine that had won the gold medal at the Wine Tasting Conference was actually sold for 200 copper coins a bottle.
This boss was really cute.
"By the way, you have to sell a limited amount every day and only drink it in the store."
"Why?"
"You only have twelve cellars of wine, and Titan Wine needs to be stored in the cellars to give it its soul. Without ten to twenty years of fermentation, it can't be considered a good wine.
Therefore, you have to calculate how much wine you sell in a day. The wine in these twelve wine cellars can support your tavern for twenty years.
As for drinking in the shop, it is to prevent illegal scalpers from reselling the wine and to prevent the spread of fake wine. "
"Why would Yellow Ox do such a thing? Is that a magical beast with intelligence? "Eiffel asked in surprise.
"That's not important!" Meg sighed.
The two came out of the wine cellar. Eiffel's face was slightly red and she was panting slightly.
The young maid looked at Meg with some vigilance and then looked at her young miss with some worry. She didn't know what had happened in the wine cellar.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Hades." Eiffel looked at Meg and said gratefully.
"Miss Eiffel, you're welcome. I'll go get the wine now. I'll have to trouble you to help me register for the Wine Tasting Conference." Meg shook his head slightly.
"I believe that the wine you brew will be able to amaze everyone at the Wine Tasting Conference."
"Actually, I'm looking forward to seeing Titan Wine shine again at the Wine Tasting Conference."
"By the way, I also want to ask Mr. Meg about the wine-steaming equipment …"
Half an hour later, Meg walked out of the Titan Tavern with a hand on his waist. It was really difficult to explain some mechanical principles to a woman.
"Father was dragged into the Titan Tavern for an hour by the neighbor's beautiful sister, and then walked out with a hand on his waist." Amy, who was writing in her diary by the window, saw this scene and added another sentence in her diary.
Meg returned to the tavern and took a bottle of Maotai to Eiffel first.
It wasn't that the whiskey wasn't good, but he felt that it was enough to be in the limelight once and leave some face for his peers.
As for why he helped Eiffel so enthusiastically, it was actually just a business deal.
He would have to leave Rodu sooner or later, and the Saipan Tavern might also close down.
For the value of the more than 100 houses on Romo Street, he would be able to make a profit if an iconic tavern could exist for a long time.
If the Maotai and Titan Wine both won the gold medal in this Wine Tasting Conference, then these two dazzling stars would be enough to attract the attention of all the wine lovers in Rodu to Romo Street.
As long as there was enough attention and people came, then the business would naturally flourish.
He bought this half of the street, and the price would naturally rise.
This was a business that guaranteed profit and no loss.
As for liking Eiffel?
Was this a joke?!
How could this be?
After all, he had a beautiful wife at home.
"This is the reason why you came out of the Titan Tavern with your hands on your waist?" Irina crossed her arms and scrutinized Meg, who was leaning against the wall.
"No … Maybe Amy misunderstood something, it's not like that." Meg looked aggrieved. "My waist must be sore after sitting for so long."
"Hehe." Irina laughed coldly. "Of course your waist will be sore after sitting for so long, so should I be considerate of you?"
"No, no, I mean I was sitting in the wine cellar and explaining to her the principle and usage of the distillation equipment," Meg quickly explained.
"Still in the wine cellar, you guys are really romantic." Irina's gaze became more and more dangerous, and she was already holding the folding chair in her hand. "Why didn't I realize that your time management skills were so good before? You can even explain to her how to use the equipment. "
"It's really not like that!"
He was done for.
Meg felt that the situation was getting worse.
He looked at Amy, who was holding a diary.
Amy shrugged innocently. "You said that children should be honest."
Meg squeezed out a forced smile and gave an impeccable answer.
His gaze fell back on Irina, and he had already regained his composure. As a man, he had to fight for his status in the family. How could he be so passive and lose his manhood?
"Wife, calm down. Come and sit down, I'll massage your back and legs. This folding chair is not bad, it's just right for you to sit on."
"Look at how angry you are, it's not worth it to hurt your body. My heart will ache."
"Why don't you think about it, even if I want to, do I have the guts? Do I dare? "
"Come, drink some water, it's been a long journey. I'll boil some hot water for you to soak your feet in, it'll be very comfortable."
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