Looking at those bottles of wine, Peter Brown started to ponder here. If he just handed it over to Reynard Johnson's people to sell, he estimated the price wouldn't be high. Taking advantage of the fact that it wasn't highly valued yet, he should find a way to drive up the price himself.
He went over his network of relationships in his mind, of course, it was the network of relationships of his own in this time and space.
Peter immediately thought of his college classmate, Lillian Walker. Her family was very wealthy in the provincial city, and they even owned a large restaurant.
With this in mind, Peter took out Lillian's number and called her.
"I say, old classmate, it's rare for you to remember to call me!"
Lillian was also curious when she saw that it was Peter who called and joked.
"Old classmate, as expected, I only call you when I need something!"
"Tell me, what do you need my help with?"
Although their relationship wasn't exactly close, it wasn't bad either.
