Chapter 32

The wines were quickly unboxed for everyone’s viewing pleasure.

“Teh, and here I thought they were decent quality. Looks like these are just craft brews, worth no more than two thousand dollars, I bet.” James had a look of disdain on his

face. “How could these compare to Grand Crus?”

“Craft brews have long lost their value on the market. We don’t even give our servants. these!” someone exclaimed,

Craft brews weren’t actually that terrible in terms of quality, but they were nothing compared to Grand Crus.

“What a cheapskate!” Florence scoffed,

“How are craft brews cheap when they’ve been on the rise in the country? Is your taste. in fine wine only limited to those brewed overseas?” Dustin casually responded.

“How is it not cheap when they cost only a couple thousand? Chris‘ wines cost more

than 100 thousand dollars.” James rolled his eyes.

“Wines don’t have to be expensive to be good. Plus, you don’t know how much exactly

my wines cost.”

trying to make a

“Hmph! So

any more of my time trying to explain to people who won’t listen to reason,” Dustin said. He

whites over reds. anyway.” Henry finally interrupted, popped open one of the craft

is it so yellow? Shouldn’t craft brews be

It isn’t fake,

fake wine to dinner! What kind of

upon seeing the yellow

done it! How dare you mock us all with this

slamming the

happens to us after

expected him to be so evil! Is he trying

at

fake wine? That

the old man knew how to calm the situation down now. He

knew it was supposed to be a pale, nearly transparent color. Yet the wine Dustin had brought was not

look

is how fine–aged craft brews usually turn out

think we’re idiots? No wine looks like this! It’s

that’s all it is!”

Why do you continue to

if you couldn’t bring anything to the table. I could’ve given you a bottle or two for show. Why would you want to drag

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