Harga Anggur Orang Tua Novels & Stories

I gave her a wide smile. “Please give me your oldest wine.” Her eyes opened slightly and I saw how she looked at the three of us as though trying to determine if we were capable of paying for what we wanted. “Sorry ma’am, but our oldest wine is over a century old, the price is in multiples of seven figures, if you still don’t mind, I’ll have them bring them out for you,” she replied. My smile deepened. This was how humans were. They would only accord respect to each other based on how the person looked.

"In previous years, many merchants would pre-order, and when the fruit was ready for harvest, they would come to collect it and then transport it to sell. But this year, very few merchants came, and those who did offered very low prices." I remembered not too long ago when I was grocery shopping with my mom, the price of oranges was outrageously high, with the cheapest ones costing eight dollars per pound. "How much do the merchants offer per pound?" The elderly man shook his head. "At most, they offer one dollar and fifty cents per pound, and they won't take more than that." How could this be? A thought crossed my mind, and I instinctively grabbed Steve's hand. "Why am I telling you all thi

He was the type of person that if they gone too far his calmness would fly into a rage. Angela grabbed his hand and spoke for him. "It doesn't matter if he's just a house husband or whatsoever I don't mind them either. The most important thing is he can help me" Mr. Yan was not listening to her after all, but instead his focus was on her perfect curvy figure. "Ok-ok! That's enough let's sit down shall we?" The four of them took their seats at the table. Mr. Yan told his assistant to bring them a bottle of wine and it turned out to be a top tierwine called 'Château Margaux 1787 that cost over a million dollars for a single battle.

She still hasn't bought a gift! Just as Zren was about to ask Nio her eyesight caught a thing on the shop counter, it was several bottles of unbranded wine. Zren looked at Nio and asked, "Do you guys sell that bottles of wine?" "Yes, it was a rice wine made by Mom, the recipe was exclusively passed down from our ancestors. It was our family's legacy." "Really? How much are those?" "Nine hundred keals per bottle. The price is reasonable because it was already two years old since it was made."

Flynn remained composed, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then, he walked around the table and selected a glass of red wine from within. "This champagne wine bore a subtle fragrance, with typical ingredients such as roses and vanilla. It had been aged for over a century, making it the most expensive wine among them all, valued at around 500,000 dollars." The revelation made it evident that both Summer and Howe had guessed incorrectly. Nevertheless, Flynn remarked, "Mr. Howe's guess was the closest. You opted for a rare wine aged for 30 years, priced at around 10,000 dollars."

Chapter 745 Expensive Wine This wine was made from the first batch of wild grapes planted in the mountains by the original wine factory ten years ago. Since there were few wild grapes in that batch, the wine was also rare. There were only a total of one hundred bottles of wine in the world. Therefore, the price of the wine was naturally very high. The price of the first fifty bottles of wine was five million dollars, and that of the last fifty bottles was a little lower, which was around three or four million dollars.

I bowed my head. "But we're not in good terms right now... And... " my lips trembled. Just remembering how Cakeu pushes me away makes me really, sad. "Don't cry, Miss Agape." Miss Layla comforted. She handed me a tissue again that I accepted. "How much will you sell Eros and Agape, Miss Clive? I'll bid Php5,000,000,000." A parent said and it choked me out of surprise. F-Five million!?

"How about five grand and your friendship?" Moxxi chuckled. "You're not worried about taking the loss?" A Dom Perignon P3 was around eight grand, and the Romanee-Conti could cost upward of twenty. As such, even if it was just ten percent, the corkage fee was definitely way over five grand—the manager and the club would be taking a serious loss, even if it was just spare change for Frank, Jada, and Moxxi! Nonetheless, the manager smiled. "I won't lie—there's no reason to feel hurt over a couple grand, not when we could gain patrons like you. Just come by more often."

Max gives me a look before grinning at me proudly, then sits back down on the sofa beside me, as Grayson moves over to the coffee table and picks up an empty bottle of wine. "Seems like I missed a party." He says, me and Max looking at each other with guilty faces. "Not a bad choice." Grayson hums, putting the bottle down."Romanée-Conti Grand Cru 1990." Not having a filter when I'm tipsy, I shrug and smile shyly, not knowing anything about wine. "It tasted good, this is our second bottle." "For 21 thousand dollars a bottle, I'd hope so." Max choked on the wine he was currently drinking from, as my eyes widened in shock, leaning forward and grabbing hold of an empty bottle of wine, not believ

I never intended to make this a drinking session, but if this would help calm my nerves right now, I would willingly do it. Everything was shocking, with no way of verifying if Zenith and I were related. “This is one of Father’s collections dated back to the 2000s called Merry Go Happy. This is no longer in the market and has become rare, making it one of the most expensive wines in the world.” “That will cost a fortune, Alpha Erik.” “Actually, this wine cost $20,000 in the market.” My eyes widened. “Your Father is housing that kind of wine? Drinking that behind his back will not bring me any guilt.”