In the days that followed, Miss Miller remained dead drunk, finishing off all those jars of wine. This put her in a very good mood. She didn’t save any for later, since it was home-brewed anyway—why bother cherishing it? She simply told them to keep brewing more.

However, when the second batch of wine came out, Miss Miller’s expectant face immediately turned green, because the taste was completely off. She suspected the people at the distillery were cutting corners, so she ordered them to redo it.

But when the next batch was ready, although it was a bit better, it still didn’t meet Miss Miller’s standards. Miss Miller overturned all of it, leaving just two words—keep going!!

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t reach that level. Even with Miss Miller personally supervising, it was the same. This left Miss Miller very puzzled, and she wondered if there had been a mistake with the previous batch.

But after checking, it was confirmed that the previous wine was indeed brewed by the Mo family’s distillery, and during that period, no one else had entered the distillery!

So why was this happening? Why was that one batch of wine so different?

They checked the ingredients and the process—everything was exactly the same. So why was there such a big difference?

Everyone was baffled, but no one could find the reason!

Actually, if they hadn’t just looked at the materials and procedures, but also checked the members involved in brewing at the time, they might have found the answer!

Because during that particular brewing session, among the team was someone who was often overlooked, a temp worker who drifted from job to job—Evan.

And at that time, it wasn’t as if no one realized Evan was there, but those who did thought it didn’t matter whether Evan was present or not. Besides, Evan was hard to find at that time, as if he was busy with something—something that no one in the Mo family dared to disturb.

“Evan, are you sure this method will work?”

“It’ll work, of course it will.”

“It better work, or I’ll make your life a living hell!”

Mrs. Parker said fiercely to Evan, but soon after, she changed her expression as she looked at her son, a bit of heartache showing, because at this moment, her son was suffering.

That’s right—suffering, real suffering!!

At this moment, Mr. Miller was in a large vat filled with medicinal liquid, with flames burning underneath to keep the vat at a certain temperature, just like decocting medicine.

“……”

Evan was quite helpless. He hadn’t wanted to get involved in such a troublesome matter, and now he blamed himself for being too talkative, and also blamed Miss Miller for dragging him into this for no reason.

It was all because of that day in the library that Evan ended up in this situation!!

That day, after Miss Miller went to get the wine, Evan resumed his work—copying and repairing books!!

Although the library forbade servants and outsiders from entering, it still needed people to maintain it: organizing, airing out books, repairing them, and making copies. These tasks required someone to do them.

Evan was practically the library’s dedicated servant, because he was the most careful and meticulous, and his craftsmanship was top-notch. He had even restored some books that were thought beyond repair, which made the library’s manager very fond of using Evan, almost exclusively.

It was actually a coincidence that Evan got this job—he was originally just roped in to help, but ended up fully restoring the books he worked on, which surprised everyone and confirmed his skills.

After years of effort, Evan had basically finished restoring all the books in the library, and during this time, he had read almost every book there—though not many people knew this.

Not only did no one know he had read the library’s books, but even his work repairing, copying, and maintaining them was little known. After all, it was a minor task, just a small skill—at least to the Mo family.

As for Evan coming into contact with the library’s secret manuals, the manager didn’t really care. These things depended on talent anyway, and Evan had already handled quite a few while repairing and copying, so what did it matter if he saw a few more?

Copying was done to store or destroy old versions and create new ones, to ensure that if something happened to the original, the knowledge wouldn’t be lost.

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At the same time, because Evan’s copies were almost indistinguishable from the originals—if you ignored the age, you couldn’t tell them apart, the imitation was that good—people got the idea to have Evan copy almost all the important books, including the Mo family’s most important secret manuals.

This was also because the Mo family’s library didn’t actually have any truly vital secret manuals, so no one cared that Evan had seen them all. It was also possible that the most crucial ones weren’t kept in the library at all.

At the very least, Evan had never seen the Mo family’s most important forging manual!!