Upon hearing this slightly surprised question, Mu YanYu looked at him, her eyes bright, and explained, "I mean the smell of this wine is exactly the same as that of the finished product I once drank."
Receiving this explanation, he squinted his eyes in surprise, "You've drunk it before? But wasn't this recipe damaged a long time ago?"
Knowing she hadn't explained clearly, Mu YanYu smiled gently and continued to explain seriously, "Yes! The recipe was damaged long ago, but my grandfather left a small amount of the finished product before, and I was lucky enough to try it once. The smell of that finished product is exactly the same as the liquid in the glass now."
"Oh? Then I really must try it."
His eyes lit up, and he began to taste it excitedly.
Mu YanYu glanced at him and quickly started to taste it too.
Just because it smells the same doesn't really excite her.
It has to taste exactly the same to be considered truly successful.
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