Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 761

Upon hearing Minerva's words, Demi nearly snorted with laughter as she thought to herself, 'Try his cooking'? It's obvious that the Campbells can't afford to eat here and they are trying to get a free meal using Matthew's position. Nonetheless, her mother was still pinching her hand and dissuading her from speaking.

Looking a little awkward, Chloe muttered doubtfully, "Is... Is that appropriate?"

Immediately, Helen reassured her, "Oh-it's fine. We're family, after all. There's no such thing as being inappropriate! Don't you think so, Matthew?"

Of course, Matthew wasn't going to shame Helen by saying no to such a request. So, he agreed with a nod. "Right. It's rare to be able to meet a famous chef from China, so it makes sense to try his cooking." And so, Mr. Moses announced, "It's decided, then. I shall arrange things for you. Oh-what would you like to drink, Mr. Larson? We recently procured a few bottles of Cheval Blanc; would you like me to bring them to you?"

"Cheval Blanc?" Minerva interrupted skeptically. Why would such a high-end establishment as yours serve Cheval Blanc? If we're going to eat here, you could at least bring us a 1982 Lafite. I know you have it because I saw it on your menu. Bring us a few bottles."

bottle

gaped openly at him. She thought she had seen everything but she had no idea that a bottle of white wine cost so much. "You're... You're

he replied, "No, miss. Our boss recently procured these

could a bottle of Cheval Blanc cost

it was produced in 1947!" he

1947 Cheval Blanc was worth. After all, his boss had a bottle that sat unopened at home, idly waiting for

boss had shown off the wine cellar to him more than once; thus, he was very aware of how much the bottle cost. And now, Mr. Moses was offering a few bottles to Matthew for free! Just how much was the Supreme Card

Demi drawled, "It's alright, Mr. Moses. My cousin has said that we

didn't drink any of it, he would have auctioned it off. Besides, he had to at least have a taste, no matter what. A mouthful could be worth 10 or 20 thousand, so how could he pass up on such a

only replied amiably, "Oh-that's