Dominating the Powerful Families: Rebirth of
Chapter 258: One Hundred Thousand Yuan per Cup_1

Chapter 258: Chapter 258: One Hundred Thousand Yuan per Cup_1

He really wanted, so badly wanted, to claim that bottle of Spiritual Brew for himself!!!

Just one bottle of wine to share among 31 people was indeed too little.

By the time Li Kai poured the wine for the students at the end, they only got a third of the small cup, barely even a mouthful.

But no one dared to complain!

If they so much as voiced a complaint, they probably wouldn’t get even a sip; it would all be snatched up by Li Kai!

When Li Kai got to the last two, Gai Chuanjing, and Anzumiko, there wasn’t even a mouthful left for them, just half a sip—just enough to taste the legendary flavor with their tongues, forgetting about savoring it slowly.

Anzumiko looked at the tiny bit of wine barely covering the bottom of her glass and felt like they were being treated like beggars. A flash of anger sparkled in her eyes.

Just as she was about to stand up and burst out, Gai Chuanjing pressed his hand on her and kept her from getting up.

Anzumiko received Gai Chuanjing’s warning and murderous intent through his eyes, and had no choice but to rein in her temper, resuming the guise of a well-behaved lady.

Shen Tianxing, who had been monitoring their every move with his Divine Sense, couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.

She was curious to see how long these two from the Sun Country would keep their composure before making a move against her.

Meanwhile, Yang Yaozong, who had secured the bottle of Spiritual Wine, held it tight in his embrace, eager to rush back to his room and sneak a few drinks.

Little did he know, just as he stepped out of the private room Shen Tianxing and the others were in, he hadn’t walked far when he came upon a famous drunkard of the Capital City.

This drunkard, named Lu Zhengchen, hailed from a wine brewing family.

The titles hanging over his head included: national-level Wine Appraisal Master, head of the Brewing Technology Association, committee member of the Shenzhou Country Alcohol Industry Committee, and so on...

Because Lu Zhengchen came from a brewing family, it could be said that he grew up immersed in vat after vat of wine. His favorite things to do in life were brewing, drinking, and appraising wine.

Once the topic of wine was brought up, he couldn’t contain his excitement and enthusiasm, and he spoke with soaring confidence.

Good wine and good food often go hand-in-hand.

Lu Zhengchen enjoyed the dishes from the Yang Family Private Kitchen, a fondness that lasted for two or three decades.

He and the boss, Yang Yaozong, had thus become close friends and confidants.

Whenever Yang Yaozong cooked up a new dish, he would call Lu Zhengchen to share the taste.

And whenever Lu Zhengchen brewed a new batch of good wine, he would bring it to Yang Yaozong to taste together.

Lu Zhengchen had come to the Yang Family Private Kitchen that day with a group of friends for a meal and drinks, and having drunk a bit too much, he wanted to take a walk outside to clear his head.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Yang Yaozong coming out from the main hall of the triple courtyard.

As Yang Yaozong’s old friend, Lu Zhengchen, of course, knew that this main hall was not usually open to just anyone. A guest who could make Yang Yaozong open these doors was surely no ordinary person!

Seeing Yang Yaozong’s face alight with sneakily contained joy, Lu Zhengchen couldn’t help but wonder if this old rascal had scored some benefits inside. Why else would he look so pleased?

Upon a closer look, Lu Zhengchen noticed the wine bottle that Yang Yaozong clutched to his chest, and his eyes immediately lit up.

If the wine was cherished so dearly by Yang Yaozong, could it possibly be just an ordinary wine?

Besides, the wine was taken from the main hall of the three-entry courtyard, so it must be of a special supply level at least, right?

The very thought of fine wine made Lu Zhengchen’s throat itch, and without thinking, he followed Yang Yaozong.

He indeed saw Yang Yaozong sneak into his own room.

Just as Yang Yaozong was about to close the door and enjoy the wine, Lu Zhengchen dashed over and blocked the door with his hand.

When Yang Yaozong saw that it was the wine enthusiast Lu Zhengchen, he knew it was bad news!

He glared fiercely and asked in displeasure, "Lu Zhengchen, what do you want?"

For the sake of drinking that fine wine, Lu Zhengchen had thrown all shame out of the window.

Pretending not to see Yang Yaozong’s dissatisfaction, he said with a grin, "Old Yang, brother knows you just got a fine bottle of wine from the main hall. What, you plan to drink it all by yourself? That won’t do! As the saying goes, ’seeing is sharing, seeing is sharing...’"

Yang Yaozong was about to burst with anger!

He had been agonizing for over nine months since last Chinese New Year’s eve, and he had finally gotten the chance to obtain a bottle of Spiritual Wine from Shen Tianxing’s hands. Yet, he hadn’t even tasted a sip before this old drunkard got wind of it.

If this old drunkard tasted it, could he still manage to keep his wine?

Yang Yaozong thought for a moment and then came up with an idea. He chuckled lightly at Lu Zhengchen, "You want to drink wine? Alright, alright, I’ll bring you a bottle!"

Yang Yaozong turned and entered the room, quickly grabbing a thirty-year-old secret brew from the Yang family’s collection for Lu Zhengchen. Normally, he would not even be willing to drink this wine himself.

But this heirloom wine of his, whether in taste or effect, simply couldn’t compare to Shen Tianxing’s Spiritual Wine.

One was ordinary wine, the other was Spiritual Wine, was there even a comparison?

Lu Zhengchen saw that the bottle was different from the one he saw before and knew that Yang Yaozong had hidden away the bottle he had been holding earlier and was trying to fob him off with homebrewed wine.

Although Lu Zhengchen was well aware that Yang Yaozong treasured this thirty-year secret brew on normal days, today, in order to protect the bottle he had just held, Yang Yaozong surprisingly pushed his treasured wine forward as a shield without hesitation.

Yang Yaozong’s action further confirmed Lu Zhengchen’s previous guess.

The wine that Yang Yaozong was holding earlier was definitely no ordinary fine wine!

Lu Zhengchen immediately pushed back the thirty-year secret brew from the Yang family that Yang Yaozong offered and said with a beaming smile, "Old Yang, the wine I want to drink isn’t this one, but the bottle you were holding just now!"

Before Yang Yaozong could refuse, Lu Zhengchen shamelessly said, "I tell you, if you don’t let me drink that wine, then starting today, I’m going to park myself at your house and never leave!"

Yang Yaozong was so infuriated by his cheekiness that he wished he could kick him away!

If that old drunkard wouldn’t let him have peace, then he couldn’t let the old drunkard have it easy either.

Yang Yaozong glared at Lu Zhengchen and said with a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes, "You want that wine? Sure! Bring me a hundred thousand yuan, and I’ll share a cup with you!"

Upon hearing that a single cup cost a hundred thousand, Lu Zhengchen cursed at his good friend, "Damn it, Yang Yaozong, have you fallen into a pit of money? A hundred thousand for a cup? Are you trying to rob me?"

Yang Yaozong snorted coldly, "A hundred thousand a cup is already giving you a bargain! If it wasn’t for your cheeky face, I wouldn’t sell it to you for a hundred thousand a cup, believe it or not? If you don’t want it, then leave!"

Hearing this, Lu Zhengchen immediately took out his checkbook, quickly filled out a check for a hundred thousand yuan, tore it off, and handed it to Yang Yaozong, "Here, take it! I want to see what kind of wine is worth a hundred thousand yuan a cup?"