Chapter 1587: Miss, Please Let Me Treat You To Dinner Tonight?
“Is the Mamy Restaurant’s boss trying to stand up for that woman? That fellow is really a busybody, and he is popping up everywhere,” Bowen said to Jonah with a frown. “He was the one who screwed up Cyril’s matter previously too. He is definitely connected to Gloria. He is really a friend of the females.”
“Father, I think we should be more cautious about this matter. It isn’t possible for Miss Rena to receive this restaurant as a gift at this point in time depending on Mag’s connections alone. There has to be some other connection with the Gray Temple behind the scene. Furthermore, Mag was still able to find out about what happened to Bennett after the information was locked down, so I’m afraid he’s connected to the Gray Temple too.
“Bennett was already plunged into the abyss of no return, and the Gray Temple’s attitude toward this is unclear yet, so I think we should give up on this restaurant first, and even on those properties that are gray and shady. This is to prevent the Marquis Family from getting into a precarious position,” Jonah said with a grave expression.
“Ha. He’s just a chef, so why is my son panicking?” Bowen waved his hands nonchalantly and chuckled. “You don’t have to bother with this. I’ve been waiting for Bennett to fall for years. If I don’t take over all the properties that he accumulated in all these years, how are we going to account for all his hard work?”
“But, Father—”
“I know about your worries. Our Marquis Family has been operating in Chaos City for dozens of years. Our relationship networks that are spread out everywhere are far more complicated than you think. How are a chef and a woman from the slums going to fight with us? However, just as you have said, this matter involves the Gray Temple, so I will be more careful. Before the official ruling is issued, I won’t let them go and cause trouble,” Bowen interrupted Jonah. He then waved his hand. “Go get yourself busy. You are now responsible for reviving the teahouse ‘Ben’. It is worth 100 of that restaurant.”
“Yes.” Jonah nodded and strode away.
Bowen sat in the room alone for a while before he walked to the door, and said, “Prepare the carriage. I want to go to the Gray Temple.”
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“Boss, where are we going now?” Hannah asked Mag in the carriage. She was still feeling very excited after the factory tour.
Just like Miya and the ladies, Hannah also changed her address for Mag to boss. After all, she was officially hired by Mag as Mamy Restaurant’s chief brewer now.
“Back to the restaurant. The restaurant is starting its business officially today, so we have a lot of preparation we have to do in advance,” Mag replied, and continued, “To appease the customers’ grievances, I’ve decided to release your rum at the same time with the ‘husband and wife lung slice’ tonight.”
“But my wine gourd only has the vintage base rum left, and I have sold the machines as scrap metal too, so there’s no way that I can brew it again,” Hannah said resignedly.
“It’s alright. I got a portion of the rum in your cellar from Connie, and it will be enough to supply the restaurant for some time. Furthermore, we can take this as a trial run for the rum, and see the market’s reaction to the rum. It can also provide some data for us to build the factory.” Mag shook his head with a smile.
As Connie had taken over the Falk Tribe successfully, he returned the majority of the treasure that the system took. After he only kept a little of it to pay for the system’s management fee, he kept 300,000,000 to 500,000,000 as their fees for making this trip.
Hence, Mag decided to keep the few hundred barrels of Hannah’s rum that he got from Connie in the extra space that the system had now. He could sell it on the shelf as soon as he came back.
“Oh, I see…” Hannah understood, but she soon seriously said, “Rest assured, Boss. I will build the third-generation distillation apparatus very soon, and then put it into production, and produce a constant supply of rum.”
“There is no need to rush in the building. Although your third-generation brewing machine’s design is rather good, we can still improve on many details. We can think about how to increase the energy and raw ingredients’ utilization rate and make the machine operate more efficiently. We also have to incorporate the steam engine into the brewing machine, and make the brewing process even more advanced and efficient. All these are factors that we can further consider.” Mag smiled at Hannah. “We must fight for perfection for this generation machine. We will settle this matter in one go.”
“The steam engine + the brewing machine…” Hannah seriously pondered about it for a while before her eyes lit up, and she excitedly said, “Yes! If we could combine them together, the brewing efficiency would definitely become very high. We could save a lot of time just on extracting the sugar cane juice alone!”
Mag continued,”I will give you the steam engine’s schematic and design drawings after we get back. At the same time, I will also teach you how to draw standardized blueprints to prevent any miscommunication with the builders during the building process.” Hannah’s blueprints were not bad, but they were too amateurish. Others might not understand what she was drawing. The more complicated the machine was, the higher the demand for precision. Hence, he had to standardize that area.
“Alright.” Hannah nodded. She didn’t have any objection to Mag’s arrangements. After seeing the steam engine and textile machine today, she was full of adoration for Mag. That machine was far more complicated than the brewing machine. Mag was indeed a master mechanic.
It was only three in the afternoon, and there were already customers loitering around the restaurant’s entrance. Obviously, they were trying to find out if the restaurant would be operating tonight.
Mag went into the restaurant, wrote on a little black board, and hung it on the door.
“Operation will resume tonight. New product introduction: husband and wife lung slice and rum.”
“There is liquor and food, and I have stories to tell. Miss, please let me treat you to dinner tonight?” Harrison said lovingly to a beautiful succubus.
“I will consider that after you lose half of your weight.” That succubus lady smiled as she tossed her wavy brunette hair, and walked to the end of the line.
“Since that is the case, then you will have to give me a miss.” Harrison sighed as he patted on his round tummy. After reading the announcement on the little black board, he chuckled again. “Although young ladies are nice, they simply cannot compare to Boss Mag. The new products are delish. Hehehe…”
The news of the return of Boss Mag and the restaurant’s reopening became the Chaos City’s foodies’ happiest affair today.
Of course, the release of two new products at once was no less. Apart from the expected ‘husband and wife lung slice’, the rum had also attracted the attention of many alcohol-loving people.
“Rum? Isn’t that the specialty alcohol from the Falk Tribe in the Twilight Forest? Did Boss Mag go to the Falk Tribe, and bring the specialty back for us to try?”
“I have heard that the Falk Tribe’s rum is rather famous in the Twilight Forest, and the best rum is brewed by Old Sim the master brewer. An old friend brought me a small bottle in the past. That taste… tsk, tsk, is simply fantastic!” Carl the Storyteller smacked his lips and chuckled. “I wonder, could the rum that Boss Mag brought back compare with that bottle that I drank years ago?”
“It must be the best in order for Boss Mag to release it as a new product,” someone answered.
“That’s not necessarily so. You guys have no idea what a proud person Master Old Sim was. I tried to purchase a bottle of rum that was brewed by him personally then, and I failed despite asking many people for help. It’s impossible that Boss Mag could purchase Master Old Sim’s rum to sell.” Old Carl waved his hand with conviction.