The aroma of wine overflows, and among the rich aroma, there is also a hint of oak.
Byron's hand froze and he couldn't help but take a sip of the wine. He felt that he was getting drunk just by smelling this smell.
Even Luna, who doesn't usually drink alcohol, lit up when she smelled the aroma of this wine. She didn't feel greedy at all, but just found it so special and impressive.
"Mr. Mag, you... oh, you really put me to shame." Byron looked at the opened wine bottle, sighing with a bit of helplessness, but looking at Mag with more eyes. A sense of closeness to the younger generation.
"If you are ashamed, then I am guilty." Mag took three wine glasses and filled two of them. Gina's wine glass was half full. She picked up the wine glass and said, "I will punish myself with one glass first." , drink it all in one gulp.
"Let's sit here and have a drink and talk about whether it's a sin or not. If you treat me with this good wine, I don't even know what to say." Byron looked at Mag with more and more satisfaction.
"It's all in the wine." Mag clinked the glass with him.
"That makes sense." Byron also picked up the wine glass. The amber rum was shaking slightly in the crystal glass. The clear and translucent liquid had no trace of impurities. It was like a gem, making people intoxicated.
He put the wine glass to his mouth and took a sip. The delicate and sweet taste made people unconsciously intoxicated. The fragrant aroma, with a hint of wood, can only be emitted by aging wine stored in oak barrels. The wonderful taste, the rich texture, and the lingering aftertaste that lingered in his mouth after swallowing made him couldn't help but close his eyes.
This is fifty-year-old rum!
The long aftertaste made him seem to see the growth rings of history.
In the deep wine cellar, the brewed rum lies in barrels made of century-old oak, fermenting quietly.
An old winemaker was sitting on a wine barrel, drinking wine, and seemed to be waiting for the wine to come out of the cellar.
Byron opened his eyes, with tears shining in his eyes, and nodded: "As expected of fifty-year-old rum, good wine!"
This is indeed brewed by Master Lao Sim. There is no other person in the world who can brew such wine.
He never imagined that he would be able to drink wine that he could never dream of drinking just for a simple meal.
"Then you want to drink two more drinks today." Mag smiled and picked up the chopsticks, "Here, eat more food, and let's drink slowly."
"Okay." Byron picked up the chopsticks, picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth. The crispy peanuts have a spicy taste and become more fragrant the more you chew them. They are a little bit spicy and are perfect for drinking.
With good wine and good food, Mag and Byron gradually opened up their conversation.
Mag had a good impression of this old gentleman. From the simple interactions with him in Luodu before, this old gentleman who held a high position but cared about basic education and academic research was quite a special being.
It's people like this who can educate women like Luna.
You must know that there are many ladies in Luodu City, but they can't even choose who they marry.
Byron looked at Mag and nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of smiles.
"I heard Luna say that I hope the academy can be built. You have been a great help. I would like to toast you with this drink." Byron was already a little drunk and looked at Mag while holding the wine glass.
"I hope the academy can be built. It's all thanks to Teacher Luna. I just helped a little bit." Mag picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him, smiling and saying.
"You don't need to be humble." Byron shook his head, "Luna has mentioned these children's problems to me several times in the past two years, and I can't do anything. I can only help her as much as she can.
But as soon as you came, the foundation was successfully established, the money was in place, and the connections were in place. I hope the academy can be built in such a short period of time.
I have also been involved in officialdom for decades, so I understand these things. Luna has met a noble person. "
Luna, who was cooking at the side, held the braised pork between her hands and looked at Mag.
"I'm sorry if you say that." Mag put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "The construction of Hope Academy is also a matter of great benefit to the City of Chaos. It is City Lord Michael's strong support, so we can build the Hope Academy. All procedures were passed quickly, and I dare not take the credit for myself."
Byron laughed, reached out and patted Mag on the shoulder, "You're very good, kid."
Then they talked about the implementation of the decimal system and the multiplication table. With Byron's strong promotion, this matter has already begun to be implemented in the Los Empire due to its superiority.
After three rounds of drinking, the food on the table was almost finished, and Byron was already drunk.
Rum is a strong drink and has a lot of staying power.
The strength of this wine, which has been stored in the cellar for fifty years, cannot be underestimated.
"I...I think you are a very good young man..." Byron grabbed Mag's hand and nodded with relief, "I will leave Luna to you, I...I will feel relieved..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly lay down on the table.
"Wha... what do you mean leave it to me?" Mag raised his eyebrows, and his first reaction was whether Irina, who was taking a bath upstairs, heard this nonsense.
"Grandfather..." Jina looked at the drunken Byron, her face was also red, this...how could she say this to Mag, they obviously had nothing.
The restaurant suddenly became quiet. Mag and Luna sat there, not knowing what to say to break the awkwardness.
"Well... my grandfather was drunk and said some strange things. Don't take it to heart." Jina spoke first, blushing and looking at Mag with some embarrassment.
"Ah, it's okay. He must be worried about you being alone in the City of Chaos." Mag smiled and shook his head, looking at the drunken Byron, and said, "I'll call a carriage to take you back."
"Well, thank you." Luna nodded. She also wanted to escape from here quickly.
Mag went out and stopped a carriage, then helped Byron into the carriage. He told the coachman to help him get Byron into the house when he got there, and gave him a little more fare.
"Luna, you go back first. I gave these two bottles of wine to the old gentleman. You can hold them for him." Mag handed a bag into the carriage.
"Okay, thank you." Luna nodded.
The carriage started, Luna lowered the curtain, relaxed a little, and released her tightly clenched left hand, only to find that her palm was full of sweat, and she couldn't help but laugh.
She reached out and touched her hot face, but she couldn't help but think about her grandfather's words earlier, and she didn't know if he was talking nonsense when he was drunk, or if he was serious?
If he really wanted to entrust himself to Mag, then...should she refuse or agree?
Then she thought of the words Vivian often muttered in her ears, and her face became even hotter.
Of course Mr. McGonagall is good. There should be no other man in the world who is as gentle and talented as him, who can cook well and write well.
