"What's that?"
"It looks like some kind of alcohol. It has the aroma of malt. Could it be malt wine? But how can malt wine be so clear and transparent? "
Everyone opened up a path and looked curiously at the tray in Yabemiya's hands. In the large crystal glass, the pale golden liquid took up about two-thirds of the volume. There was a layer of white foam floating on top of it, and there were a few ice cubes floating in the middle.
The faint aroma of malt wine wafted out, and the eyes of the people standing close to it lit up. Unlike the bitter taste of ordinary malt wine, this aroma was very refreshing, like the smell of the summer sea breeze.
"We won." Meg looked at Yabemiya with a smile. Seeing the surprised smile on her face, he pointed in the direction of the judges and said, "Serve the beer to the judges."
"Okay." Yabemiya nodded happily, unable to hide the smile on her face. She was called by Meg to serve the so-called beer at the most critical moment, and she didn't expect to receive such good news as soon as she came out. Meg won, and Mamy's wouldn't become someone else's restaurant, and she could continue to work at the restaurant.
Yabemiya placed the five glasses of beer in front of the five judges one by one, then took the tray and retreated to the side.
The five judges had just finished their roast beef kebabs, and the spicy taste wreaked havoc in their mouths. They couldn't help but take deep breaths as they looked at the strange-colored beer in front of them, and couldn't help but look at Meg strangely.
Meg took two steps forward and smiled at the five judges, saying, "This is beer with ice cubes, and it's also the restaurant's first beverage other than the roast beef kebabs. Since the judges have already eaten the roast beef kebabs, perhaps you can try this cold beer."
"Beer? What kind of beer is this? How come I've never heard of it? "
"Yeah, adding ice cubes in beer will dilute the taste of the beer, right? People who know how to drink won't spoil good beer like this. "
"After Mr. Mak corrected the definition of good food, is he going to correct the definition of good beer in this world? Isn't this … a little too cruel? "
Everyone started to discuss among themselves as they looked curiously at the pale golden beer.
The judges' gazes fell back on the beer in front of them. The round crystal glasses were clean and transparent. It was hard to imagine that someone would use such a delicate and transparent crystal to make beer glasses, and there were five of the same style at once. It was so extravagant that they were speechless.
"There isn't even a single pattern, it feels like a waste of a good crystal." Hill took a glance at the crystal glasses, and her gaze was quickly attracted by the beer in the glass. The pale golden beer was clear and transparent, and there were no floating particles. Aside from the aroma of malt, there was also a peculiar aroma wafting toward her nose.
It was an elegant and shy aroma that wasn't pungent at all. Instead, it was faintly discernible. It wasn't the aroma of malt, nor was it the aroma of flowers. It wasn't invasive, but it entangled one's heart. It was as if you had discovered a kitten in the bushes by the roadside, and it was trembling as it poked its head out to meow at you. However, when you tried to hug it, it would burrow back into the bushes. When you tried to leave, it would do the same thing and meow again, as if it were playing hide-and-seek with you. This was the aroma that made you want to smile.
Hill didn't like to drink. Even if she did, she would only drink the top-grade wine brewed by her own winery. The Roth Empire's royal family would order a batch of wine from the Buffett Winery every year for the emperor to enjoy, so she naturally drank better wine than that batch.
However, she was suddenly quite interested in this glass of beer, which seemed to be malt wine. She had never seen a wine with so many bubbles before. It was as if there were snow piled on top of the glass, and there were three ice cubes floating in the beer, creating a rather peculiar sight.
After a moment of hesitation, Hill picked up the glass and took a sip. The clear, pale golden beer slid down her throat, and the refreshing and smooth texture made her eyes light up. It was refreshing, but not lacking in richness. It was as if ice water had melted from a 10,000-year-old snowy mountain, and it was as if it had transformed into a stream of white water that flowed down from the top of a 10,000-year-old snowy mountain. The refreshing coolness instantly extinguished the burning sensation in her throat that had been caused by the spicy beef. She almost thought she heard a light sizzling sound, and it was as if her soul had been lifted into the air.
There was a hint of bitterness in the beer, but it was still very pleasant. After swallowing, there was no aftertaste. Instead, it made her want to take another big sip.
"Phew …"
Hill exhaled gently, and stuck out her pink tongue to lick the white bubbles on her red lips. She carefully savored the faint aroma that lingered in her mouth. The alcohol wasn't overpowering, nor was it overly sweet. It gave her the impression that it was more delicious than the red wine that had been stored in the cellar of a winery for over a hundred years.
She raised the glass and took another big sip. A wisp of pale golden beer slowly slid down the corner of her lips, and then slowly flowed down her proud neck. Countless men couldn't help but salivate at the sight of her slightly moving throat.
Febid raised his glass and tilted his head back to gulp it down. The beer in the glass was decreasing at a rate that was visible to the naked eye. The large glass that could hold a liter of beer was emptied in a single gulp. The crystal glass was placed on the table, and only the three ice cubes at the bottom and the white bubbles hanging from the sides of the glass were left.
"Burp …" Febid let loose a long burp, and he didn't notice that his perfectly trimmed mustache was stained with bubbles. He exclaimed in an elated manner, "This beer is so refreshing! It's like it was made for roast meat! It's cold and smooth, and it's slightly bitter, but not astringent. The alcohol is gentle and harmonious, and it's extremely potent. The spiciness of the kebabs has been completely dispelled in just one glass, and it makes me want to have another big glass and another handful of kebabs! "
"This is indeed a very special wine. Even though it has the aroma of malt, it's not as bitter as normal wheat wines. The delicate bitterness makes the wine even more charming, and there's no aftertaste, so I can drink it continuously without stopping." The professor also quickly finished an entire glass of beer, and praised with a sigh of admiration.
"This is indeed a very good beer. I've never drunk before, but even I find it to be very refreshing and delicious. It's not as hard to swallow as normal wines, and after drinking it, I feel as if my entire body has been cleansed. It's very special." Robert nodded in agreement before taking another small sip from his glass.
"Good beer. If you can pair this with roast meat, it'll definitely be an extraordinary experience." Ciel also nodded in agreement. He looked at Meg with a half-joking expression, and asked, "I wonder if you're thinking of selling this beer, Boss Meg?"
"I'm not thinking of doing that at the moment. The production of hand-brewed beer is most likely not enough for the customers of Amy's." Meg shook his head with a smile. With these judges' words, his worries about the beer being unable to acclimatize to the environment in this world had been completely dispelled.
"I'm getting thirsty from watching this. Is this so-called beer really that good?"
"Look, Young Mistress Hill is still drinking it. The Buffett Winery is one of the top 10 wineries on the Norland Continent. If even she likes this beer, then it's definitely going to be good."
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