Ian's love for wine began when he was young. His father was a shoemaker. After the war, he ran a small shoe workshop in the City of Chaos, specializing in custom-made leather shoes. He would buy a bottle at the end of every month. Come and put the wine on the high windowsill and drink a small glass every night before going to bed.
When he was young, Ian had a strong curiosity about the purple-red liquid in the cup. Finally, one day when his father was out, he climbed up to the window sill, carefully poured half a glass of wine and drank it.
The wine that costs tens of copper coins a bottle has a sour taste, and you can still eat grape residue. It is just made by an immature small winery.
But at that time, Ian felt that this was the best thing he had ever drunk in his life, as if a door was slowly opening in front of him.
Young Ian was too drunk and drank half the glass. Naturally, he was inevitably beaten by his father after he returned.
But once this door is opened, it can never be closed again.
From then on, a hide-and-seek about wine between him and his father lasted for many years, until he brought the first bottle of wine home, filled two glasses with wine openly for the first time, and then sat down The hide and seek was truly over when his father came face to face.
Therefore, many years later, many people asked him why he thought of establishing Buffett Bank, and his answer was: in order to drink wine openly.
What a simple original intention and desire that supported him along the way.
Since there was no shortage of money, he used part of the bank's income for the construction of the winery.
He always believed that wine should be more than that, so he founded Buffett Winery.
An investment that was ridiculed by countless people at the beginning began to make profits twenty years later, and became one of the most prestigious wines in the Nolan continent thirty years later.
The wine produced by Buffett Winery is known as liquid gold, and its high price is still highly sought after. Even the royal family of the Los Angeles Empire spends huge sums of money to obtain a batch of special wines from Buffett Winery every year.
Drink wine, Ian means it.
Buffett Winery produces only three barrels of V-grade wine every year. One barrel is retained by Hill, and the remaining two barrels will be sent to Ian.
This is the best wine in the world, bar none.
Even the king of the Los Empire and the queen of the elves cannot taste the finest wine.
But now, Ian looked at the steak in front of him, took a sip of the aroma of beef and red wine coming from the shop, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
“The aroma of the wine is so mellow and layered! And it’s the same flavor as the beef after cooking. The wine aroma has been dissipated a lot, and it can reach this level. It’s incredible!”
There was a look of disbelief on Ian's face. During the construction of the winery, he went to the wine cellar almost every day, guiding Buffett Winery to the top step by step. No one in the world knows better than him. liquor.
"No, if it's just like this, it's not enough." Ian shook his head slightly, still having strong confidence in the wine of his winery. This is a fine wine brewed by countless top winemakers, how could it not be as good as a restaurant? Wine brewed by the owner.
"Guest, you can cut the steak with a knife before eating." Yabei Mia kindly reminded.
"Okay." Ian nodded, picked up the knife and fork, and gently melted the beef with the knife.
The tender beef was easily cut open by the knife, and the bright red wine and gravy suddenly overflowed. The aroma of beef and red wine burst out and rose instantly.
"This smell! How is it possible!"
Ian was completely stunned. If the aroma of wine before was still a bit weak, now that the aroma of wine exploded from being wrapped in beef, he could no longer deceive his heart.
"What kind of wine is this? Which winery is it from?"
Ian suddenly raised his head and looked at Yabei Mia who was about to walk to the next table of guests with a somewhat excited look and asked, his voice not quiet.
"Huh? Guest, what did you say?" Yabei Mia looked at Ian with some confusion, not knowing that this seemingly friendly guest seemed to be angry suddenly.
The surrounding guests also looked over here.
"Isn't this Mr. Ian? I didn't expect him to come to Maimi's restaurant for dinner."
"Yes, since Miss Hill became the patriarch of the Buffett family, the old man has rarely appeared in public."
"But what's going on now? Is it because the food doesn't suit the old man's taste?"
Some of the guests recognized Ian, causing a minor commotion.
Mag, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the commotion and looked outside the restaurant. Listening to the conversations of the guests, she couldn't help but look at Ian in surprise. She didn't expect that this old man was here too.
But then I thought about it, the steam engine thing is not a small matter after all. Maybe Hill himself couldn't make up his mind, so he replaced old Buffett. This is not an incomprehensible thing, but now he seems not satisfied with the food?
"I mean, what kind of wine was added to this steak? Which winery made it?" Ian also realized that he seemed a little too excited and lowered his voice slightly.
"Well... I don't know what kind of wine the boss uses." Yabei Mia replied softly, looking towards the kitchen for help.
"This is home-brewed wine, not from any winery. Does this guest have any opinions? Or does the steak not suit the taste?" Mag came out of the kitchen, looked at Ian and said with a smile.
"Home-brewed?" Ian looked at Mag, looked at the restaurant again, shook his head and said, "Such wine cannot be brewed in a place like this."
"I only use home-brewed wine for making steaks." Mag still smiled. This old man is indeed an expert. The brewing of top wine requires strict control of every step, and the various equipment required takes up a lot of space. , her place is not even suitable for use as a wine cellar.
"Okay, I don't care who brewed it." Ian waved his hand, pointed at Mag and said angrily: "But if you use such top-quality wine for cooking, won't your conscience hurt?"
"I believe that only top-quality ingredients can match the most delicious food. This wine and black pepper steak are just right." Mag shook his head with a smile.
"Just right? This is simply blasphemy against this wine!"
"Do you know how rare it is to get such top-notch wine? Even the best winemaker may not be able to guarantee that it will be brewed next time, but you actually use it to cook!"
Ian stared at Mag with an expression of hatred, and even his beard was trembling with anger.