Marvel Angels Arrive

Angel Yan picked up the goblet in her hand and took a sip. She felt that the red wine on earth was much better than the other wines in Merlot Heaven. They angels had a lot of time when they had no missions and after training, and they didn’t like to fight. They are in power and do not need to spend time grooming themselves, so the angels each develop their own small interests. For example, Angel Yan's rival Angel Leng likes to grow flowers, while Angel Yan likes to make wine and taste wine. .

"Okay, you guys chat slowly, I'll see off Pepper and Obi." Seeing that Angel Yan had no intention of getting up, Tony said to the two of them, "Today's dinner was very delicious, Mr. George."

George Brown nodded to Tony and continued to look at Angel Yan, trying to get the answer.

"Sit down, Mr. Brown." Angel Yan put down the empty wine glass in his hand and said to George Brown, "Let's sit down and talk slowly."

Angel Yan looked at the restaurant where she and George Brown were the only two people left, reached out and opened the wormhole leading to her arsenal, and took out a bottle of wine and two goblets. After opening the cork, a fragrant aroma lingered around him. Angel Yan poured half a glass into each of the two wine glasses and pushed them in front of George.

"Try it." Angel Yan picked up a glass, shook it gently to let the wine have a lot of contact with the air, took a sip, and said, "Try the wine I brewed."

George picked up the wine glass and shook it gently, held it in front of him and took a deep sniff. His nose was filled with the aroma of the wine. After taking a small sip, George felt that his whole body was clear.

"This glass of wine..." George couldn't think of any adjectives to express.

"I made this bottle of wine 200 years ago, using green crystal grapes planted by Angeleng. At that time, she just wanted to see the grape flowers. In the end, those fruits allowed me to make these crystal wines." Angel Yan held it. Wine Glass said, his eyes filled with memories, "Speaking of which, it took me a bottle of wine to coax her. Oh, she even complained that I destroyed her grape vines before."

George froze when he heard the 200-year-old wine. He didn't hear what Angel Yan said next. "Then this wine has no trace of being chilled, so why does it taste like it has been chilled?"

Angel Yan looked at George and said, "It's a bottle and a wine glass. These two containers are carved with special crystal. One can maintain zero degrees and the other can maintain 24C." Angel Yan put down the crystal wine glass in his hand and said, "Okay, about Let’s put aside the wine issue for a moment and let’s talk about the dish you just made.”

When George heard this, he also put down his wine glass and straightened his back, listening intently to Angel Yan's advice.

"Let's talk about the first dish you made. It should be a cold appetizer. A few drops of lemon juice are added to the smoked salmon. The sourness can very well stimulate appetite and reduce the smokey taste, but." Angel Yan paused. After a while, he re-opened the previously folded wings, hugged the backrest of the seat, and continued, "This salmon has a lot more fat."