"No, I'm already asleep. Don't disturb me."
Zola rejected Rasfa's idea of visiting her grandson and granddaughter without hesitation.
"Of course. If you really miss them, I'll have someone send them over."
Zola was enjoying the delicious wine. There was no doubt that Rasfa wanted to come and drink some wine.
"I'm already at your door. I see that your lights are still on."
"Maybe the maid forgot to turn them off."
With that, the lights in Zola's house suddenly went off.
Just like that, Rasfa, Steven, and Halifa Oliver were turned away.
"I introduced so many Hollywood clients to Zola. She treats me like this."
"I'm her father. How can she reject me? That's too much."
…
"Johnny, Chen gave me a bottle of wine. It's too fragrant. Come and taste it."
"Sure, sure. I'm coming."
When Risfar came to Dell's house, Dell could already smell the alcohol on Risfar.
"You smell like alcohol? Chen gave you wine too? Damn it. If you have it, why are you freeloading on me? "
"Lola and I already finished," Risfa said. "You can't finish it by yourself anyway, so I came to help you."
"F * * k! It's just a bottle of wine. "
"Don't you feel anything special?"
"Special? It's fragrant. "
"Forget it. Pretend I didn't say anything."
…
"Chen, when are you going to make this wine again?" Rasfa called Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao thought for a moment and answered, "More than ten bottles a month."
"You gave us the wine so that we can promote it for you, right?" Rasfa was a sly fox.
Chen Zhao's thoughts couldn't escape his eyes.
"Yes."
"Sell me one bottle a month and I'll promote it for you."
"Sure, no problem."
"Do you really only have a dozen bottles a month?" Rasfa asked again.
"Of course. If possible, I want you to drink as much as you want too."
"Whatever. I don't care how many bottles you make. Don't sell more than three bottles a month."
Chen Zhao knew that the rarer something was, the more valuable it was.
No matter how precious the Purple Brew was, its price would plummet if there was a flood.
The quality of an item was not only determined by its effect, but also by its quantity.
Just think about it. Would a profit of $500,000 for a thousand bottles of wine be equal to a profit of $500,000 for a bottle of wine?
"Steven said he wants to help you promote it," Rasfa added.
"Oh."
"But you need something to promote it," Rasfa said again.
"Then don't drink all the wine for me."
"Why don't you just sell me the wine?"
Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. This kind of wine was definitely not cheap.
Chen Zhao estimated that a bottle of wine would cost around $500,000. It would be fine for one or two months, but if Rasfa really had to spend a few hundred thousand or even one or two million dollars on wine every month, he would probably go bankrupt.
Either Chen Zhao sold it to him at a lower price, or Rasfa bought it at a high price.
Neither was suitable, so it was better to give Rasfa and the others a bottle of wine every month.
It was also a reward for promoting his Purple Brew.
Chen Zhao returned home and started preparing for Fali's return.
A few purple-green bamboo tubes were placed on the table and some ice cubes were brought over.
Ice was rarely added to red wine. One reason was that the ice would melt and affect the wine's taste.
Chen Zhao did not care. He could have as much of this wine as he wanted.
To the outside world, it was limited, but to him, it was not limited at all.
A while later, Fali returned.
"It smells so good … Where did this wine come from?" Fali entered the room.
For some reason, tears welled up in her eyes.
"Fali, I made this with the recipe I found. Try it." Chen Zhao held a wine glass and handed it to Fali.
As soon as she put it in her mouth, the mesmerizing wine aroma made her tear up.
It was so beautiful …
Fali felt the fragrance of spring blooming flowers. She felt the melting of glaciers and the revival of life.
Fali finished the wine in one gulp. She wiped her lips with her finger and took a sip.
"Chen, this is not a normal bar?"
"It's just normal wine to us. Oh, give one to Robio tomorrow."
Roar, roar.
Meow, meow.
Princess and Samuel wanted to drink too.
"Chen, can they drink it?"
"Yes."
If Rasfa and Steven knew that Chen Zhao was feeding the cats the Purple Brew, they would probably come with guns.
The Purple Brew was not intoxicating. Princess often drank beer too.
Sometimes, she would go crazy after drinking too much, but the Purple Brew was not a problem at all.
Chen Zhao and Fali drank a few sips. Just as they were about to flirt, they heard a horn outside.
Kyla and Fanny had arrived. They parked the car at the door. Instead of driving into the underground garage, they went straight in.
"It smells so good. What's this smell?"
"I've never smelled such fragrant wine before. It's so touching …"
"Do you want a drink?" Fali handed over a glass.
Fanny took it and drank it.
Suddenly, an image flashed across her mind.
It was that dream-like night.
That night, she was thirsty and went downstairs to find water.
Then that black shadow … Then the snake in the waterfall cave.
Finally, that voice. Fanny looked up at Chen Zhao.
It's him! That voice was him.
"Miss Fanny, what's wrong?" Chen Zhao was confused.
Why was Fanny looking at him like that?
Fanny lowered her head. "No, nothing."
"Fanny, Kyla, how come you have time to come?"
"Chen said that he already made the ointment, so I brought Fanny here," Kyla explained.
Actually, she wanted to come. She had to admit that this trip was not in vain.
If she did not come today, she would have missed out on the wine.
During dinner, everyone sat on the grass in the front yard, drinking and chatting.
"Mr. Chen, do you sell this wine?"
"Yes, but I can give you two bottles," Chen Zhao said.
"How much for one bottle? I want ten bottles, "Fanny said.
"Uh … I'll set it at $500,000 for now."
Poof —
Fali, Fanny, and Kyla all spat at the same time.
Fanny looked at Chen Zhao in shock. "Are you sure you didn't say the wrong price?"
"I'm not drunk. I know what I'm talking about."
"With your price, I can't even afford one bottle a month," Kyla said, chuckling bitterly.
Even an A-list actress like her was speechless at the price.
However, whether the wine was worth it or not was up to everyone.
The wine was indeed very good, but it was not to the point where one would lose their rationality.
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