In the northern part of the city, within the Roth Empire's embassy in Chaos City, Cayrols emerged from his study, and handed a letter to his butler with a serious expression as he said, "Deliver this to His Highness using a falcon."
"Yes, Master." The butler accepted the letter with both hands before quickly making his way into the courtyard.
Cayrols was just about to enter his study when the sound of hurried footsteps sounded from behind him. "Father, I have something to tell you."
A tall and thin young man quickly walked into the courtyard. He had a hooked nose and a head of brown curly hair, and his complexion was a little sickly pale. However, he seemed to be in good spirits, and he quickly made his way over to Cayrols.
"What is it, Elijah?" Cayrols asked with a smile. He had always doted on this second son of his who had always been frail since he was a child.
"Father, after you return to Rodu to report on your duties, will you be staying in Rodu as the ambassador of Chaos City?" Elijah asked.
"That's right. If everything goes according to plan, I'll be staying in Rodu after this report. As such, I told your mother and sister to return to Rodu first a month ago. You'll be coming with me on this trip." Cayrols nodded in response. He had mentioned this to Elijah before, so he didn't know why he was asking again.
"Has it been confirmed …?" A hint of dejection appeared on Elijah's face.
"With His Highness' support, I'll definitely be promoted to the next level. This is a good thing, so why are you looking so down?" Cayrols asked with a smile.
"I …" Elijah was a little hesitant.
"Tell me, what's there to hide from father? Did you take a fancy to some girl tonight?" Cayrols chuckled as he looked at Elijah. He was only 18 years old, and his son was already a grown man.
Elijah scratched his head with a sheepish expression as he said, "It's … It's that Young Mistress Gloria from Family Moreton that I saw at the banquet tonight. I was thinking … If we're going to leave Chaos City in half a month … would you be able to propose marriage to her on my behalf?"
"My son has good taste. Miss Gloria is indeed a dignified and beautiful lady." Cayrols nodded with a smile. Miss Gloria had left a deep impression on everyone tonight, including him.
If such a dignified and beautiful young mistress could become a member of the Earhart Family, it would be a glorious thing. Although the Family Moreton wasn't a powerful family, its reputation had also risen with the rise of the Aden Chamber of Commerce's status on the Norland Continent. Although it still couldn't compare to the Buffett Family Moreton, its wealth was still limitless.
Elaine's eyes immediately lit up as she looked at Cayrols with anticipation in her eyes.
Cayrols patted Family Moreton's shoulder with a smile, and said, "Just you wait. I'll go to the Family Moreton in a few days to propose marriage on your behalf. President Geoffrey and I are old acquaintances, and the Family Moreton has always wanted to expand their business in the Roth Empire. I'm sure they'll make the right choice."
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"Nonsense! There's no way the system would steal wine. At most … I took some soil from the Romanée-Conti Winery in Burgundy, France, and did some research on it. I used the mineral elements and composition of the soil to create a grape plantation on the Isle of France.
After that, I cross-bred the Pinot Noir grapes with the grapes of this world, and selected the Pinot Noir No. 2, which was the most plump and large grape. I then selected the most perfect grape with a 95% elimination rate to make wine.
After optimizing the winemaking process, not only did it increase the production efficiency of the wine, it also improved the quality of the wine. Even though it hasn't been in the cellar for very long, its texture has completely surpassed that of the wines from the Romanée-Conti Winery. Furthermore, as long as it's properly preserved, it can be stored for over 300 years. "
The system's vexed voice was tinged with a hint of smugness.
Meg rolled his eyes, but as he stared at the red wine in his glass, his eyes became brighter and brighter. "You're such a good-for-nothing. You even stole other people's soil. The soil you created like that has no spirituality when eaten."
The Romanée-Conti Winery was the best winery in France, and also the best winery in the world. It had a long history of several hundred years, and the average annual production was only 6,000 bottles. It was practically priceless on the market.
Even Meg could only get his hands on one or two bottles a year in his previous life. Moreover, his grandfather would take away one bottle. Thus, he knew quite a bit about this extremely famous and high-quality red wine.
"Wait!"
Meg held the glass and was about to taste the wine that the system said surpassed the Romanée-Conti Winery, when the system's voice suddenly sounded.
"Hmm?"
Meg stopped, somewhat puzzled.
"Host, this red wine can only be used as an ingredient for the black pepper steak. It cannot be drunk on its own, nor can it be sold directly!" The system sternly warned.
"System, how much do you want to sell this barrel of wine that has been stored for less than a year as an ingredient?" Meg put down the glass and asked inwardly.
"This barrel of wine is enough for the host to make 1,000 servings of steak. The selling price is 100000 copper coins," the system quickly replied.
"Okay, you can deduct 100,000 copper coins directly. We'll sell the wine by the barrel in the future," Meg said in a forthright manner.
"No bargaining this time?" the system probed.
"Fixed price," Meg said somewhat absent-mindedly.
"Ding! The transaction is successful. 100000 copper coins have been deducted! "The system's somewhat cheerful voice sounded.
"Okay, the deal is done. This barrel of wine now belongs to me." Meg's face revealed a smile, and he raised the glass again. Just from the aroma of the wine, the system's words before were not bragging. This wine was indeed comparable to the Romanée-Conti Winery.
And such a large barrel of wine only cost 100,000 copper coins. He had simply picked up a treasure.
In his previous life, any bottle of vintage Romanée-Conti would be auctioned off for 100,000 copper coins. If he met someone who liked wine, there would be no limit to how much he could bid.
"Host, this is a serious violation of the rules! It will trigger … "the system's anxious voice sounded.
"Don't worry, I promise not to sell this wine. Apart from cooking, I won't use it for profit," Meg curled his lips and interrupted the system's words. He raised the glass and took a sip of the wine.
After entering his mouth, there was a soft strawberry taste, and he could feel the texture of the soil. The texture was strong, dense, and complex. It glided through the tongue and throat without the slightest bit of irritation. It was soft and harmonious, sweet and rich.
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