The Frostwolf family’s care was a great honor in the Ice Empire.
What made Richard even more emotional was that Rebecca knew how to conduct herself well. As expected of someone nurtured by a great noble, he felt comfortable with her every move.
The atmosphere between the two became more harmonious afterward.
Rebecca’s impression of Richard got increasingly better after a long chat. Richard’s way of conversation, temperament, vision, emotion, and everything he’d revealed in their interactions were supreme character and choice.
A maidservant suddenly entered the room amid their lively conversation to report that the elder of the white-tailed cat race, Brook Whitetail, went to see Richard.
Richard let him in without hesitation.
The wine-making business was finally on the right track after the white-tailed cats took over the wine workshop.
The wine workshop pioneers had specially reported that the first batch of Whitetail Wine would be ready in two or three days.
Old cat-faced Brook Whitetail stepped into the mansion. Two young cat-eared girls followed him and carried two black cloth-covered trays.
Brook saluted at the long table.
“Good evening, Lord.”
He placed a hand on his chest towards Rebecca and Klei as he spoke.
“Good evening, esteemed guest.”
Rebecca and Klein didn’t dare to act arrogantly. They immediately stood up to return the greeting.
Richard didn’t care about the formalities. He looked curiously at the two cat-eared girls.
“Brook, have you finished making the Whitetail wine?”
Brook was a little excited. “Yes, Lord.”
He stepped forward and lifted the black cloth on the tray on the left as he spoke.
‘Weng!’
A transparent glass bottle filled with wine appeared in his sight.
The scene was like a river of stars flowed freely in the dotted-star glass bottle. It gave a unique charm.
“We’ve succeeded in brewing! The Whitetail Wine… The genuine Whitetail Wine!”
Richard’s mood brightened as he looked at the Whitetail brew. It looked almost the same as the one he had brought back.
It was challenging.
How much energy had he spent since he decided to develop the wine-making industry? How many resources had he invested?
The first thing he would do almost on his every return was to call Karu over and ask about the wine workshop.
It had been almost half a year, and Twilight City finally had some top-notch wine. The harvest was arduous to come by…
“Pour the wine. Let the two guests taste the best wine in Twilight City from afar.”
Rebecca didn’t like wine, so she didn’t care.
On the other hand, Klei looked at the Whitetail wine that seemed to flow like a galaxy.
The demand for wine was strong in the bitterly cold winter Ice Empire. He was a drunkard.
However, most of the wines were strong, and good wine was rare because the cold was not conducive to wine brewing.
However, as a member of the Frostwolf family and a level 19 hero, he could drink whatever he wanted.
Hence, Klei only looked at it out of curiosity and did not take the Whitetail wine to heart.
The wine was nothing else. It looked bad…
The Frostwolf territory also had a wine-making department with at least a hundred years of history. However, it was only in the last ten years that the quality had improved.
Although this territory was extraordinary, for this kind of industry that required accumulation of foundation, it was sparingly better than vinegar…
However, it was naturally unkind for a guest to make the other party lose face. A polite smile appeared on Klein’s face, and he did not take the so-called wine to heart.
Brook didn’t notice these details and excitedly placed the wine jars on the table. Then, he slowly opened the lids and filled a glass up for each.
The aroma of the wine quickly stunned the initially nonchalant Klei when he smelled it.
‘This fragrance… Why was it so special?’
He couldn’t wait to bring it to his nose and smell it as he gulped down a mouthful of his saliva.
The feeling was like he stood in the wilderness and a natural cool breeze blew his face.
His entire body seemed to float.
‘Good wine!’
Even though he had yet to put it into his mouth, the unique wine fragrance had already made him feel relaxed and happy.
Klein suppressed the excitement in his heart and slowly took a sip.
The clear and mellow fragrance exploded on his taste buds as the wine traveled through his mouth.
He squinted his eyes and savored the exquisite taste.
He swallowed it down after a long time. The wine flowed into his stomach and emitted a warm smell. Then, It gradually flowed to his limbs.
It was like someone soaked him in warm water. It has swept his fatigue away.
The wine … There’s an additional attribute?
After a long time, Klein put down the glass and looked at Brook in surprise. He could feel the lingering taste in his mouth and the warmth from his body.
“This wine is called… The Whitetail wine?”
Brook could feel the change in his mood, and he was proud.
“That’s right, my Lord. It was the white-tailed cat race’s research for hundreds of years. Other than us, no one else in this world can brew it.
He then added.
“Not even the white-tailed cat tribe from another tribe!”
Klein gave him a big thumbs up.
“Snow goddess above, I swear, this is the top five best wines I’ve ever drunk!”
Brook’s smile got even brighter.
Rebecca had also snapped out of her reverie. To taste wine was only part of her daily training as a great noble-nurtured noble daughter, although she didn’t have much interest in wine.
Good or bad, one could taste it in half a mouthful.
She felt that the few top-grade wines she had spent so much on developing couldn’t even compare to this one in terms of taste…
Her eyes revealed a strong interest after she placed down the wine glass.
“Lord Richard, does Twilight City plan to sell this wine?”
“As long as the price is right, I’ll buy them all!”
Selling fine wine in the Ice Empire was a huge profit.
Richard chuckled.
“Of course there is, but the production process of the Whitetail ultimate brew is difficult, and the price is costly.”
Rebecca nodded as if it was a matter of course.
“Naturally!”
Richard said straightforwardly after he shortly pondered.
“Fifty units of rare resources for one unit of Whitetail Wine.”
The price was costly. The reserves of a micro-mine with rare resources were only 100 units.
Richard had a few hundred thousand units of rare resources, but most were from the orcs and gray-colored dwarves.
Who knew how many years the other party had accumulated…
However, he didn’t answer immediately. He turned to Brook.
“How much Whitetail brew can we produce each month?”
Brook replied after a moment of consideration.
“We can produce 5,000 units per month with the current production rate.
Richard nodded as expected.
As a 4-stars fine wine, the Whitetail Wine’s production process was quite arduous. It was impossible to achieve mass production in a short time.
Based on his previous calculations, the production cost of each unit of Whitetail Wine was around ten units of rare resources.
It accounted for the labor cost, raw materials, space, and so on.
Five thousand units of production per month, sold at 50 units of rare resources. That would be 250,000 units.
Richard could still earn 200,000 units of rare resources after he deducted the 50,000 units of production cost.
Richard’s smile brightened.
He had planned to use the fire dragon rabbit to earn resources. However, he had already made a deal with Rebecca and could not sell it for the next five years.
The Whitetail wine could fill this gap. It would enormously alleviate the lack of rare resources in the future.
The recruitment requirements changed from ordinary to rare resources after Twilight City upgraded the troop-type lairs.
For example, the stone statue of the dead. Each recruitment required 100 units of crystal and 100 units of gems.
Including the synthesized 11 nests, the current production of the stone statues of the dead was 110 per week.
It would cost 22,000 crystals and 22,000 gemstones to recruit all of them.
That would be 176,000 units for four weeks in a month.
It was only the current burden. The pressure on Twilight City would only increase if they continued to upgrade the troop lairs in the future.
Richard sighed at the thought. He would increasingly earn money, but he would also spend it increasingly faster.
“I still have to increase my investment in primary industries such as alcohol. I have to earn more resources to ensure the rapid development of the military power of Twilight City…
“In this world, power is the most important thing.
“Dragons don’t associate with ants.
“I don’t have enough strength. Rebecca and Klei would not be so kind as to discuss cooperation with Twilight City today.”
