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Chapter 860

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Rich people had a simple way of thinking. The rarer something was, the better it was.

At that moment, everyone in the living room had the urge to grab a bottle of nameless red wine.

It didn't matter if they knew wine or not.

The wine might not be famous.

However, the name of its creator was simply too famous.

He was recognized as the world's best brewer.

Because this winemaker had brewed the most perfect wine, Daydream.

A billion-dollar wine!

Daydream hadn't been sold.

But no one could recognize the value of Daydream.

The tourists that Daydream brought to Sacramento and the customers to Mara Supermarket were proof of the value of this bottle of wine.

It was held every year at the Sacramento Stadium, and last time it was the first one.

It attracted three million tourists from all over the world.

What did that mean?

Sacramento had a population of less than half a million, but it received three million tourists.

According to statistics, Sacramento's tourism revenue increased by at least three billion dollars a year because of this wine.

In the past, Sacramento's tourism revenue was in the millions. It wasn't even ten million dollars.

But now, two to three hundred thousand people from all over the world went to Sacramento every day.

That was why Daydream had been deified.

The city of Sacramento also bought a huge insurance policy for Daydream.

Although there was only one bottle of Daydream, the brewer of Daydream had brewed a new wine.

No matter how it tasted, the name alone was worth sixty thousand dollars.

The moment Mayes opened the cork, the aroma of the wine filled the air.

Everyone was immersed in the aroma and couldn't pull themselves out.

Everyone's body and mind were satisfied in that instant.

It was as if the aroma alone was enough to make them savor it.

Mayes regretted it the moment he opened the bottle.

This wine shouldn't be shared.

He should have brought it for a drink in his spare time.

But since he had invited them, he couldn't keep it.

Everyone poured a glass of wine.

Rosario didn't know that much. He only knew that it tasted good.

The taste of this bottle of red wine was completely different from the wine he used to drink when he was a cultured person.

It had the taste of wine, but it didn't have the stimulation of alcohol.

Rosario actually felt the fragrance of spring flowers blooming in a glass of wine.

Everyone's eyes were filled with splendor.

Rosario thought to himself, "As expected of a $200,000 bottle of wine."

The taste of this wine was really memorable.

This was a smell that could make people fall in love.

Everyone stared at Mayes, hoping that he would share the rest of the wine.

However, it was clear that Mayer had no such intentions.

Previously, he had invited them here to show off.

But now, he regretted it.

After Rosario left Mayes' villa, he returned to his car.

He was still savoring the taste of that glass of wine.

"Mr. Rosario, where are we going now?"

"Send me home," Rosario said in disappointment as he glanced at Mayers' villa.

Maybe he should try his luck at Marla in Sacramento.

Just then, Rosario saw the bottle of wine on the passenger seat again.

Rosario saw the number 085 printed on the bottom of the wine.

Rosario said, "Let me have a look at this bottle."

He picked up the wine and looked at it carefully.

"This is a gift from your father's friend?"

"Yes."

"Have you drunk it before?"

"Yes. I don't usually like wine, but I like this wine. It's delicious."

"Can I open it?"

"Huh? Here? "

Ken was a little reluctant. After all, he wanted to enjoy it alone.

However, Rosario was his boss, so he couldn't refuse.

Rosario looked at the seal on the cork. It was exactly the same as the one on Mayes's bottle.

"Your father's friend is rich, right?"

"Uh … Yes, he is."

Was it really a nameless wine? Rosario thought to himself.

"$200,000, sell it to me," Rosario said.

"Huh? Boss … What did you say? "

"$200,000, sell it to me."

Ken suddenly slammed on the brakes. The car stopped and he turned to look at Rosario.

"Boss, are you sure you know what you're talking about?"

"You don't know the price of this wine, right?"

"Uh …"

"I just remembered. It's called the nameless wine. I won't take advantage of you. It's originally sold at Mara Supermarket in Sacramento for $60,000, but it's limited to 40 bottles a month. It's hard to get, so I'll pay you $200,000. Are you selling it?"

Of course, he would sell it. Only an idiot wouldn't sell it.

"Boss, you're not messing with me, are you?"

Ken was excited, but he was also worried. Was the boss trying to trick him?

Did his boss really know about wine?

"I want to open it and check it first."

"Uh …"

"If it's not the wine I want, I'll pay you $1,000. If it's the wine I want, $200,000."

Rosario liked to show off, but perhaps because he used to drive a truck, he was more honest.

He didn't plan to trick Ken. Plus, if Ken found out later, it would be troublesome.

Rosario was not short of money, so he offered a price that he thought was fair.

"Okay."

Rosario took out a bottle opener out of nowhere and opened the cork in the car.

Instantly, the aroma filled the entire car.

Rosario immediately put the cork back in.

That's right! It really was the nameless wine.

He didn't expect to find a treasure. It really was the nameless wine.

"Here's the check for $200,000."

Ken was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Rosario to be so direct.

"Boss, where did this wine come from?"

"The world's best winemaker."

Ken was confused. The world's best winemaker?

Wasn't Chen a doctor?

How did he become a winemaker?

"Do you know Daydream?"

"Yeah, it's Sacramento's specialty."

"This wine is made by the same person as Daydream."

"Boss, you're not lying to me?"

"Why would I lie to you? You don't even know wine," Rosario said in disdain.

Ken's mind was in a mess. After sending Rosario home, he called his father.

"Dad … I just sold the wine I took from home."

"You * sshole, did you do drugs? Or do you need money? Tell me if you need money. Why did you sell the wine? I don't even have enough to drink and you're selling it? You * sshole! "

"Dad, do you know how much I sold it for?"

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