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"alright--"

Grandpa Mo Yi looked at the friends who looked like they wanted to say something but had big mouths and couldn't say anything, and smiled and said:

"Why don't you guess the name of this wine?"

Grandpa Mo Yi opened the lid of the mixing bottle, and a faint smell of wine came out from the amber liquid.

It has a faint fragrance, but it catches everyone's noses in an instant.

Teresa, a good girl like Leiden Meiyi who has never drank alcohol, after smelling the aroma of the wine, her eyes were fixed on the source of the aroma. She obviously didn't know the smell of alcohol, but she was going crazy both physically and mentally. The earth longs for that forgotten thing that seems to have been waiting for thousands of years.

"call--"

Lei Dian Meiyi took a deep breath and suppressed this strange desire temporarily. As for the question asked by Grandpa Mo Yi, she would not believe it was that simple. As Lei Dian Meiyi who grew up listening to the legend of Grandpa Mo Yi, but Know the opponent's trap attributes.

Don’t you see, even the school teachers can’t do anything to him, has he become the great devil of Fuyuki High School?

Of course, there are also very upright people, such as Kiana.

"I know--"

Kiana said confidently:

"Little Apple!"

"no--"

Grandpa Mo Yi glanced at Kiana whose face said "I already know all the answers" and said coldly and ruthlessly:

"The correct answer is, drunken life and dreaming of death."

Kiana: "Hmm?"

What the hell is this? There is no hint at all, who can guess!

"Why is it called that?"

Grandpa Mo Yi said matter-of-factly:

"Just changed it."

"I am the creator-"

Kiana: "..."

Looking at Kiana who looked confused, Leiden Meiyi couldn't help but laugh, knowing that Senior Mo Yi was such a cheat.

Seeing Qiana with a green face, Grandpa Mo Yi was also extremely happy. How could this master's question be so superficial? It was just to trick Xiaobai. He didn't expect that someone would actually cooperate with him to show off.

The nine wine glasses had been placed long ago, and as Grandpa Mo Yi poured the wine, the amber-colored viscous liquid fell on the wine glasses naked.

As the saying goes, a good glass of wine must have a consistent story to make it feel high-end and classy.

If not, it's very simple, just make one for it.

As for why there is such a story and what the story has to do with this wine, well, it really doesn’t matter!

As the saying goes, what you drink is not wine, but life. If you can't taste the flavor of the story, it's not the wine's problem, but the drinker's lack of experience.

As for asking further, that is - asking, I just don’t understand!

Grandpa Mo Yi also took advantage of the time of pouring wine to write a love story for the wine that Xia Jiba just shook out——

"The swordsman who once called himself the 'Sunset Samurai', with great ambitions, bid farewell to the story of mountains full of peach blossoms every spring at the age of sixteen."

"He has been running for his ideals for many years, but he is finally tired."

"Before his eyes were about to go blind due to disease, he wanted to go back to his hometown again and see the peach blossoms all over the sky."

"After much hardship and more than half a year's journey, he finally returned to his hometown."

"It's a pity that all that was left for him was a tombstone with the name 'Peach Blossom' written on it."

"The girl named Peach Blossom brewed a vat of wine before she died of illness. She asked her family to give the wine to them when the Sunset Warrior returns."

"Actually, by the time Sunset Warrior went to the cemetery full of peach blossoms, he could no longer see clearly."

"Taohua's father said that Taohua's last words were that he hoped that this wine could make him forget the girl who had been waiting for him in the mountains full of peach blossoms. I also hoped that he could remember the girl who once begged for you during the short period of drinking. The girl he left behind." (The story is adapted from Ashes of Time. Anyone who has read it will understand it, but if you ask, you won't understand.)

By the time the nine wine glasses were filled with wine, the shaker was also empty.

"This is the story of drunken life and death."

"Woo——"

"This is too tragic -"

"Men are all big hooves——"

Theresa and the other five were deeply attracted by Grandpa Mo Yi's story, with expressions of "men silently and women weeping", and because of this story, they looked forward to the wine in front of them even more.

Of course, there are also people who see through everything, such as Leiden Meiyi - he clearly said that the name of the wine was just changed, so why does the wine have a story? This is clearly a lie.

But Lei Dian Meiyi had no choice but to cooperate with Grandpa Mo Yi. In just a few seconds, she came up with such a sad story. She was indeed the senior Mo Yi whom she admired most.

If the other person didn't have so many good female friends, Mei Raiden might actually be attracted to him.

"Come on, try—"

After pouring the wine, Grandpa Mo Yi stretched out his hand and asked everyone to take it themselves.

"If you have never drank alcohol before, don't drink too quickly and taste it in small sips."

Good wine needs to be tasted in small sips, letting the taste of the wine reverberate in the tongue buds and throat.

Well, drinks that are purely for drinking, such as Erguotou, Shaodaozi, and beer, are not included in this category.

The people who had long wanted to take action were naturally not polite and picked up a glass one after another and started drinking.

Yae Sakura, who knew how to drink, held the wine skillfully and elegantly. After a slight taste, her eyes narrowed as she seemed to think of something beautiful.

And other people are probably like this.

In fact, it doesn't matter what kind of wine is used as the original wine or the technique used to shake it out. What really works is the emotion and magic that Grandpa Mo Yi pours into it when he shakes it.

The taste of wine also depends on the person, reflecting the deep inside of the drinker's heart about what the wine should taste like.

Of course, just like cooking, it has a special effect - it reminds the drinker of the people and things buried deep in his heart that he most wants to see.