Chapter 684

The city of chaos, in addition to the world-famous Warren Buffet, also famous, has the reputation of Nolan's top winery.

This is the pride of the city of chaos, almost everyone knows.

Wine was not invented by Ian Buffett, but it was famous for the chateau. It was popular among nobles. The purple liquid in the glass became a symbol of class.

Ian buffet, therefore known as the father of wine, shows people's recognition of Ian.

Now, Ian yells at McGonagall in a rage, for McGonagall to cook with this wine?

"What's the origin of this red wine? Even old Ian is so angry? "

"I knew yesterday when I tasted this wine. It's not ordinary wine. What Mr. Ian sees today is similar to me."

"Don't be a hindsight."

"If nothing else, it shows the attitude of boss Mai towards food. Such precious wine is used to make steak, and it is so delicious that the price of 1500 copper coins is too conscience!"

The guests whispered and looked at McGonagall and Ian with great interest. This legendary old man has always been known for his kindness. There are few cases that can make him furious.

"Beef, red wine and black pepper are all top-grade ingredients. Only in this way can we make the most perfect steak. Therefore, I don't think there is any blasphemy. Red wine is as precious as beef and black pepper in my eyes." McGonagall looked at Ian and said seriously. He thought the old man was coming to inspect him and talk about business with him. He didn't expect that he would smash the shop as soon as he served.

However, if the old man of his family were to see such a good red wine being used to make steak, his reaction would be almost the same. The more people who love wine can't accept that good wine is wasted.

Of course, in McGonagall's mind, it's not a waste of red wine to make steak. Without such high-quality wine, how can we make the most delicious steak? After all, food is his main business.

"Good wine, it has a soul! How can you compare it with beef and black pepper? " Ian glared at McGonagall, waved his hand and said, "go and get me a bottle of this wine. I'll take all the wine left in your shop according to the price of the most expensive wine in buffet's winery."

The guests took a breath. The most expensive wine of buffet winery sold for 200000 copper dollars a bottle, which is still the selling price from the winery. Generally, after a few moves in the market, the price can soar to more than 300000 copper dollars, and there is no market for it.

"The quantity of wine is not much, so it is only used for cooking steak, not for sale." MEG smiles and shakes his head.

"Do you know how much a bottle of the most expensive wine at buffet Chateau costs? As long as you sell one bottle, it's worth making 200 steaks. You need more than one bottle of red wine to marinate 200 steaks? You will be struck by thunder if you are so violent Ian had a good head, but now it seems that he doesn't pay for oil and salt, which is not clear.

"Wine is not for sale. Please don't be reluctant. If the guests want to drink, the restaurant provides beer and they can order freely. If there is nothing else, I will continue to cook. Other guests are still waiting. " MEG nodded politely and turned to the kitchen.

"In case of 20 bottles, boss Mai refused!"

"I've never admired a few people in my life. Now boss Mai is one of them. It's the conscience of the food industry!"

"Yes, don't those who think food is expensive hurt their conscience? It's a twenty thousand bottles of wine, and Mr. McGrady made a steak! "

"Well, waiter, I'd like a black pepper steak, please."

Looking at McGonagall, the guests in the restaurant were in an uproar. Looking at McGonagall's back, they were awed.

"You son of a bitch! You give me... "Ian got up and was going after MEG.

"Master! Master, please calm down. If you are angry, you will not be well Broca quickly got up and held Ian. He hadn't seen his master in such a big fire for some years. He comforted him and said: "this wine may just have a strong fragrance. How can there be a better wine than that made by buffet in the world. What's more, he doesn't seem to be able to brew good wine. Maybe he just made some tricks on the flavor. After all, he is a cook. "

Ian looked at Broca, thought about it, sat back on his seat and said: "wine making is a delicate work. Without decades of experience, it is impossible to make good wine. He is a cook, not a winemaker. The wine smells good, but it doesn't taste good."

"What's more, when you cook with wine, it's unheard of, and it's certainly mediocre."

Looking at the delicious beef in front of him, Ian hesitated for a moment, picked up the fork and fed the previously cut piece of beef to his mouth.

With a bite, the delicious gravy overflows from the tender beef, and the fragrance of black pepper is just right. The wonderful taste jumps on the tip of the tongue, which makes Ian can't help smiling. This taste is incredible.

He doesn't care about food, but the cooks at Morton manor must be the best cooks in the city of chaos, but he has never tasted such delicious beef before.

After chewing, Ian's expression suddenly changed. In addition to the delicious taste of beef, a sweet taste of wine, like a hidden treasure under the water, suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was an irresistible sweet attack. It was not covered by the delicious beef and black pepper at all. It did not appear to be abrupt and independent. Instead, it was perfectly integrated into the beef, making the beef taste more delicious and adding another mellow taste.

This is the most mellow and delicious red wine he has ever seen. Even if it is only used as a spice, it still can't hide its delicious taste.

In contrast, even if buffet winery only produces three barrels of grade V wine a year, it is far less than that.

There is nothing to be picky about the delicious steak, which completely subverts all Ian's imagination of beef. Every cell in his body is cheering and jumping, and he is impressed by this delicious.

He was even suddenly relieved that such delicious beef could only be matched with the best wine.

"How fragrant

Swallow the beef in your mouth, said Ian with heartfelt admiration.