Chapter 190: Dragon Tiger Wine

The party was halfway through. Su Lun arrived at the banquet hall accompanied by Chris and Heatherway. Everyone who had been talking immediately stopped and greeted Su Lun.

“Good evening, everyone,” Su Lun said, raising his glass.

“Good evening, sir,” the others replied, also raising their glasses.

Su Lun took a sip of wine, then put down his glass and said, “I suppose everyone can’t wait any longer, so let’s begin now.”

“The purpose of inviting you all here is that Zhenbei City has brewed a special fine wine. I call it Dragon Tiger Wine. The ingredients used to brew this wine are extraordinary. I won’t specify what they are—someone will tell you later. Today’s goal is to let everyone experience this wine first.” After saying this, Su Lun lightly waved his hand. Two maids entered carrying trays full of wine glasses.

The glasses contained an amber liquid. As the two maids walked into the hall, a rich aroma of wine instantly spread throughout the room.

“What a rich wine aroma!”

“I can’t wait to try it.”

“It looks really good.”

Everyone started talking, then stepped forward to take a glass of wine from the tray.

Brant picked up a glass, first smelled it—the aroma was mellow—then took a small sip. As soon as the wine entered his mouth, Branden froze. A few seconds later, he came to his senses, his eyes lit up, and he drank the entire glass in one go.

A warm feeling spread from his stomach throughout his body. It felt exceptionally comfortable and pleasant. What surprised him even more was that the warmth flowed into his lower abdomen, and a certain sensation arrived. He looked down and was overjoyed to see the erected flag—he hadn’t experienced this feeling in a long time.

“Thank the Pantheon of Gods! Is this real?”

Realizing what had happened, Branden immediately went to get another glass. But to his disappointment, the tray was already empty. The glasses were prepared exactly according to the number of people—there wasn’t a single extra one.

“Oh my gods, this is simply a miracle!”

“This wine is amazing!”

By this time, the others had also come to their senses and exclaimed in awe. Some of them even rushed to the tray hoping to take another glass.

“Is there only one glass of wine?”

“That’s too little. We didn’t even get to savor it properly…”

“Exactly, one glass is not enough.”

Seeing their expressions, Su Lun smiled inwardly. It was already generous to let each of them have one glass. After all, one bottle of this wine would sell for at least one hundred Gold Nars. If it weren’t for letting them experience it once, Su Lun wouldn’t have even given them a free taste.

“Alright, gentlemen.” Seeing the commotion below, Su Lun spoke up, and the hall instantly fell silent.

After looking around, Su Lun continued, “You’ve all tried this wine. I don’t need to explain its effects—you already know very well. It’s late now, so you may return and enjoy a wonderful evening. We will formally discuss the details of this wine tomorrow.”

Without waiting for their reactions, he directly left with Heatherway and Chris. Such a beautiful night—he didn’t want to waste it on a bunch of plump old men. After he left, the guards of the Lord’s Castle escorted these people out of the castle.

Seeing Su Lun leave, the attendees had no choice but to suppress their excitement and hurriedly depart. The feeling of tight trousers was uncomfortable, especially since clothing in this era wasn’t particularly smooth or soft…

It was yet another sleepless night filled with passionate encounters.

Early the next morning, Su Lun got up from the soft and smooth embrace. Angela and Annie, who had worked hard all night, struggled to get up and help him get dressed. But seeing that they could barely keep their eyes open, Su Lun let them continue resting. He skillfully put on his clothes by himself, then went downstairs to eat.

“Sir, the caravan supervisors are already waiting outside the main gate,” a guard said softly beside Su Lun after he finished breakfast.

“They arrived quite quickly.” Su Lun’s lips curved upward slightly. He picked up a towel to wipe his hands and said, “Take them to the meeting room. I’ll be there shortly.”

“As you wish.” The guard bowed, took two steps back, then stood up and left.

After finishing breakfast, Su Lun did some light stretches, then leisurely walked toward the meeting room.

“Good day, Lord Su Lun!”

“Good day, Lord!”

As soon as he entered the meeting room, the impatient caravan supervisors came forward to greet him.

“Good day.” Su Lun waved his hand dismissively, glanced around casually, and said, “It seems you all had a rather good night last night.”

“Haha, Lord Su Lun, your wine from last night was simply outstanding!”

“Yes, it was absolutely unparalleled!”

“I swear, it’s the best wine I’ve ever tasted.”

“Lord Su Lun, this wine is too amazing. I’m willing to buy it at the price of Sacred Blood Wine. Please give me a chance…”

Su Lun went to the head seat, gestured for everyone to sit down quietly, and waited for them to settle.

“It appears everyone is already aware of the miraculous effects of Dragon Tiger Wine. So today, let’s discuss the sales and pricing of this Dragon Tiger Wine.”

Hearing Su Lun get straight to the point, everyone else in the room immediately quieted down and listened attentively.

“As everyone knows, brewing fine wine is very difficult, especially a special wine like Dragon Tiger Wine with unique effects—it’s even harder to produce,” Su Lun spoke confidently. “Therefore, the monthly production of Dragon Tiger Wine is five hundred bottles.”

“No, that’s too little!”

“That’s definitely not enough!”

“Mr. Su Lun, five hundred bottles are far too few. We cannot accept that!”

Upon hearing there were only five hundred bottles of Dragon Tiger Wine, all the caravan supervisors couldn’t hold back. Having tasted the wine, they clearly understood its value. Although they had mentally prepared themselves, a monthly output of five hundred bottles was still too low. Clearly, this number was far from what they wanted. Even if it were multiplied several times, it still wouldn’t be enough.

“Quiet!” Su Lun frowned slightly and released a trace of the aura belonging to a Legendary Power.

The previously noisy crowd suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure. The words they wanted to say stuck in their throats, and their hearts felt as if they were being squeezed tightly. Everyone turned pale and fell silent.

It was at this moment that everyone suddenly remembered that the young man before them—not even twenty years old—was a pioneering Lord. Moreover, he was a Lord who had established himself firmly in the Northern Wasteland, far from the Human Kingdom. He was undoubtedly a powerful professional. Until now, Su Lun had never displayed his formidable combat abilities, which had led people to overlook his strength.

“I’ve already said the monthly production of Dragon Tiger Wine is five hundred bottles,” Su Lun declared, his cold gaze sweeping across the room. Everyone who met his eyes lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

“These five hundred bottles of Dragon Tiger Wine will be auctioned in cases of ten bottles each. All of you may participate. The starting price for each bottle is one hundred Gold Nars. The highest bidder wins. If any of you have objections, speak now. If not, that means you accept.”

Su Lun directly announced the rules of the game, then looked at everyone.

“Lord Su Lun, one hundred Gold Nars per bottle… isn’t that a bit… expensive?” one of the caravan supervisors said hesitantly.

“Even the finest Sacred Blood Wine on the continent only costs fifty Gold Nars per bottle. Your price is double that.”

“Can Sacred Blood Wine compare to Dragon Tiger Wine?” Su Lun glanced at him and said.

“Uh… well…” the man stammered.

“Hmph.” Su Lun snorted coldly and said no more. Then, a pre-arranged auctioneer came to the front of the meeting hall to officiate the auction.

Su Lun understood the issue of limited supply very well. If he released all the wine at once, the final price might not even reach fifty Gold Nars per bottle. Having seen numerous successful cases of scarcity marketing in his previous life, Su Lun was well aware of this strategy.

In his previous life, the most expensive wine—Romanée-Conti—had an annual output of only about six thousand bottles. Moreover, to purchase this wine, one had to be a member of the Romanée-Conti estate. Others could only buy it from these members. This system greatly increased the value of Romanée-Conti.

Most Nobles were essentially fickle. The more limited and hard-to-obtain something was, the more frantically they would pursue it. Especially since Dragon Tiger Wine had such magical effects—once Nobles learned about it, they would do everything possible to acquire it.

“One case of Dragon Tiger Wine, starting at one hundred Gold Nars per bottle. Each bid must increase by at least five Gold Nars. The auction begins now!”

“One hundred and five Gold Nars!” As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, a merchant eagerly called out.

“One hundred and ten Gold Nars.”

“One hundred and fifteen Gold Nars.” For a while, bidding voices rose one after another.

Five hundred bottles divided into cases of ten made fifty cases. In less than a morning, all the wine was auctioned off. It had to be said—these merchants were truly wealthy. Not a single bottle of Dragon Tiger Wine sold for less than two hundred Gold Nars. In just one morning, Su Lun earned over one hundred thousand Gold Nars from these dozens of caravans.

From then on, a Dragon Tiger Wine auction would be held every month until all the wine was sold. Currently, the first batch of Dragon Tiger Wine totaled twelve thousand bottles, enough for two years of auctions. The Dragon Whip and other ingredients could be used to make four more batches of Dragon Tiger Wine. Although the diluted versions wouldn’t yield as much as the first batch, it could still be sold for several more years. In that time, Su Lun could easily hunt several more high-level Magical Beasts to continue producing this wine.

With an additional one hundred thousand Gold Nars each month, Su Lun’s funds suddenly became abundant. Money sitting in hand was just a number—it didn’t generate any returns. Only money that was spent was real money. Although Su Lun liked money, he never skimped on necessary expenses.

For Zhenbei City to develop and grow rapidly, it required substantial financial investment. Su Lun continued to increase investment in Zhenbei City, once again accelerating the city’s construction.