Planting trees. These two days, Fali had fallen in love with planting trees again.
Now, the plants around the house were quite dense.
Chen Zhao and Fali had also realized Robio's original idea of covering the house with a few meters of land.
Eugenice's control over the soil had extended to every square meter of land.
He could distribute nutrients to every inch of soil so that all the plants could receive sufficient nutrients.
However, because of the new land area, there was still a large piece of land that was abandoned.
As Fali's belly gradually bulged, her stamina dropped too.
Chen Zhao and King Kong were in charge of plowing the land while the kids dug holes.
Fali planted the saplings again. This time, she mainly planted beech and oak trees.
When these two plants matured, they would have very beautiful tree shapes.
At the same time, they wouldn't be too dense, leaving some light for the forest. In the future, it wouldn't be too hard for him and Fali to play in the forest.
After half a day, the family had only planted half an acre of land. There were only around 20 trees in total.
Of course, the underlings would take care of the rest.
Other than planting trees, Chen Zhao also planned to build a wine cellar in his house.
Of course, he would let the underlings build it too.
However, the ten underlings in the house clearly weren't enough to build a wine cellar.
So, Chen Zhao chose ten new underlings.
At noon, Chen Zhao received a call from Winnip.
"Chen, did you make the wine yourself again?" Winnip asked.
"Yes, why?"
"Give me a thousand bottles and sell them in my supermarket," Winnip said.
Chen Zhao smiled bitterly. He hadn't thought about making money from selling wine.
There was a limited amount of wine. There were only around a thousand bottles.
Those who gave gifts would give the rest to the guests.
They definitely wouldn't be able to finish it, but if they sold it, a few hundred bottles was too little.
Plus, he and Fali had worked so hard to make the wine.
He didn't think that selling it for tens of thousands of dollars was worth their effort.
"Chen, my friends really like your wine. They're willing to buy it for sixty thousand dollars per bottle."
Chen Zhao almost choked. "Sixty thousand dollars per bottle?"
"That's right, sixty thousand dollars per bottle. They really, really like your wine."
Not everyone was willing to spend a few million dollars for the Purple Brew.
As long as the quality of the wine was good, it would be popular.
Even some middle-class families would be willing to buy it.
"There's too little of this wine. Fali and I only brewed a thousand bottles. We've given more than two hundred bottles to our friends, so there's only about eight hundred left. We also have to keep some for ourselves and entertain guests."
"You treat your guests with this kind of wine?" Winnip was going crazy.
The last time she used this wine to entertain a few business partners, she didn't expect them to like this wine so much.
Everyone was asking if there was any way to buy this wine.
This also made her see a business opportunity. She felt that this was another way to attract customers into her supermarket.
After all, Mara's supermarket was now very famous, and the world's best wine was always on display in her supermarket.
Of course, after that day, Winnip didn't open another bottle.
Laurent, Howard, Karim, and Kane complained that she didn't even want to drink it herself.
But Chen Zhao had actually left a few hundred bottles at home. This wasn't extravagance. This was squandering.
"If you keep fifty bottles, you might not finish it in a year, right?"
In Winnip's opinion, Chen Zhao and Fali couldn't drink a bottle every day.
After all, it wasn't beer that they could drink every day.
Beer was for the enjoyment, while wine was for the atmosphere.
If Chen Zhao and Fali had a candlelight dinner, they might not finish it even after opening a bottle.
Therefore, there was more than enough to keep fifty bottles.
At least, that was what Winnip thought.
"I still have to entertain guests. I have a lot of guests at home."
"I'm not talking to you. I'll call Fali."
A while later, Fali came to Chen Zhao's side.
"Chen, I plan to sell 500 bottles of wine in Mom's supermarket."
"Why?"
Fali looked at Chen Zhao. "I haven't even contributed to the family."
Chen Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Darling, you're thinking too much. I've never cared about this. We're a family. Is there a need to care about who earns more and who earns less?"
Fali looked at Chen Zhao stubbornly. This might be her only chance to increase the family's income.
Fali felt that she should insist.
"Fine, fine," Chen Zhao replied helplessly.
Actually, he also felt that seven or eight hundred bottles of wine were too much.
It was really too much. In the end, he still had to give it away.
Since Fali had this thought, he'd just let her have it.
…
"Dad, I'm back."
Ken sat down on a chair. "What's so fragrant? Is it this wine? "
"It's the wine Chen brewed himself. Have a sip." Bant enjoyed a mouthful.
"I don't drink wine," Ken said, unconcerned.
"I didn't drink wine before either," Ken said. "But I've completely fallen in love with wine now," Bant said. "You really don't want a glass?"
"Err … Is it really that good?"
Ken knew that his father was like him. He usually only drank whiskey, vodka, or beer.
He always looked down on wine.
Ken was also influenced by his father, so he never liked wine.
But how did his father fall in love with wine in less than half a month?
"Of course. You've definitely never tasted such good wine before."
It's just wine. It's not like I've never tasted it before. How good can it be?
Ken was about to pick up the bottle when Bant stopped him.
"Stop. I'm going to enjoy it slowly."
Bant poured Ken a glass and Ken drank it in one gulp.
Instantly, the rich wine aroma filled his mouth.
Ken felt that all the cells in his mouth had come alive, greedily absorbing the wine. His lips and teeth were filled with the lingering taste of the grapes.
Too beautiful, truly too beautiful!
"Dad, give me another glass."
"Asshole, do you know how to drink wine? You can't drink it like this. You need to savor it slowly."
Bant was an uncouth man, but he actually said something like savoring wine.
If Ken had never tasted wine like this before, he would probably think that his father had been replaced.
"How did Chen brew wine? I've never tasted such good wine before."
"It's mainly because of his grapes. When they ripened last time, he sent some to us. Unfortunately, you weren't home. Your mom and I finished five kilograms of grapes in two days."
"Don't tell me you guys eat grapes as your main food?" Ken's eyes almost popped out.
Five kilograms of grapes in two days?
Just then, Ken's phone rang. "Hello, it's Ken."
"Ken, the boss needs a car. Come over immediately."
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