Ian's love for wine began when he was young. His father was a leather shoemaker, and after the war, he ran a small leather shoe workshop in Chaos City, specializing in custom-made leather shoes. He would buy a bottle of wine at the end of every month and place it on the windowsill. He would drink a small glass every night before going to bed.
The young Ian was very curious about the purplish-red liquid in the glass. Finally, one day, when his father was out, he climbed onto the windowsill and carefully poured half a glass of wine into it.
The wine cost dozens of copper coins per bottle, and it tasted a little sour and astringent. It was only brewed in a small, immature winery.
However, at the time, Ian felt that it was the best wine he had ever tasted in his life. It was as if a door was slowly opening in front of him.
The young Ian couldn't hold his liquor well, and passed out after half a glass. Naturally, he was beaten up by his father when he came back.
However, once this door was opened, it couldn't be closed again.
From then on, he and his father played a game of hide-and-seek about wine for many years. It was not until he brought home the first bottle of wine, filled two glasses with wine for the first time openly, and sat opposite his father that the game of hide-and-seek truly ended.
Therefore, many years later, many people asked him why he had thought of establishing Buffett Banks. His answer was that it was to be able to drink wine in a fair and square manner.
Such a simple goal and wish supported him all the way to where he was now.
Ever since he was no longer short of money, he took out a portion of the profits from the bank to build his winery.
He had always believed that wine should be more than just that, so he established the Buffett Winery.
An investment that was ridiculed by countless people in the beginning began to make profits 20 years later, and 30 years later, it became one of the most renowned wines on the Norland Continent.
The wine produced by Buffett Banks was known as liquid gold, and was still very popular due to its exorbitant price. Even the royal family of the Roth Empire spent a huge sum of money to obtain a batch of premium wine from Buffett Banks every year.
Ian was serious about drinking wine.
Buffett Banks only produced three barrels of premium V-grade wine every year. One barrel was kept on the Hill, and the other two barrels were sent to Ian.
This was the best wine in the world.
Even the king of the Roth Empire and the queen of the elves couldn't taste it.
However, Ian narrowed his eyes as he looked at the steak in front of him and took a whiff of the aroma of beef and red wine wafting toward him.
"The aroma of the wine is so mellow and rich! What's more, this is the smell of the beef after it has been cooked. The fragrance of the wine has already spread a lot, but it can still reach this level. It's simply incredible! "
Ian had a look of disbelief on his face. During the construction of the winery, he would go to the wine cellar almost every day, guiding the Buffett Winery to its peak step by step. There was no one in the world who knew wine better than him.
"No, if that's all, it's not enough." Ian shook his head. He was still very confident in his winery's wine. This was a fine wine that had been brewed by countless top-notch winemakers, so there was no way that it would be inferior to the wine brewed by a restaurant owner.
"Sir, you can use a knife to cut the steak before eating," Yabemiya kindly reminded.
"Alright." Ian nodded before picking up his knife and fork, and gently slicing the beef.
The tender beef was easily sliced open by the knife, and bright red wine and meat juices immediately seeped out. The aroma of the beef and red wine instantly erupted into the air.
"This aroma! How is this possible?! "
Ian was completely rooted to the spot. The aroma of the wine had been a little bland in the past, but after the beef's aroma erupted, he was completely unable to deceive himself.
"What kind of wine is this? Which winery produced it? "
Ian immediately raised his head with an agitated expression as he turned to Yabemiya, who was just about to move on to the next table.
"Hmm? What did you say, sir? " Yabemiya was looking at Ian with a perplexed expression. He didn't know why this seemingly benevolent customer had suddenly flared up.
All of the surrounding customers also turned to look at them.
"Isn't that Old Master Ian? I didn't think that he would be eating at Amy's. "
"Indeed. Ever since Young Mistress Hill became the leader of the Buffett Family, Old Master Ian rarely appears in public."
"But what's the situation now? Could it be that the food doesn't suit Old Master Ian's taste? "
Some of the customers recognized Ian, and this immediately caused a small commotion.
Meg, who was cooking in the kitchen, also looked out of the restaurant when he heard the commotion. He couldn't help but look at Ian in surprise. He didn't think that Old Master Ian would also be here.
However, after thinking about it, the steam engine issue was no small matter. Perhaps Young Mistress Hill couldn't make up her mind, so she asked Old Master Buffett to come instead. This wasn't something that was difficult to understand. However, it seemed like Old Master Ian wasn't very satisfied with the food.
"I mean, what kind of wine was added to the steak? Which winery produced it? "Ian also realized that he seemed to be a little too agitated, so he lowered his voice slightly.
"This … I don't know what kind of wine Boss used," Yabemiya replied in a soft voice as he looked toward the kitchen for help.
"This is a home-brewed wine, and it didn't come from any winery. Do you have any objections? Or is the steak not to your taste? "Meg came out of the kitchen with a smile as he looked at Ian.
"Home-brewed wine?" Ian looked at Meg before looking around the restaurant again. He shook his head, and said, "This kind of wine can't be brewed in a place like this."
"I only use home-brewed wine for the steak." Mag was still smiling. This old man was indeed a connoisseur. The brewing of top-grade grape wine required strict control over every step, and the various equipment required would take up a lot of space. Her place was not even suitable to be used as a wine cellar.
"Alright, I don't care who brewed this wine." Ian waved his hand, and pointed at Meg with a hint of anger in his voice. "But you're using such top-grade wine to cook. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
"I think that only top-grade ingredients can match the most delicious food. This wine goes perfectly with the black pepper steak." Meg shook his head with a smile.
"Perfectly? That's blasphemy to this wine! "
"Do you know how rare such top-grade wine is? Even the best winemaker can't guarantee that he'll be able to brew it again, but you're using it to cook! "
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