He walked over to the table where Mr. Namek was working and said, "Mr. Namek, could you please hand me the knife?"
Namek handed over the knife. Aaron took it in one hand, holding the wine bottle in the other.
He gently tapped the top of the bottle twice with the blade,
then tilted it slightly and gave a smooth stroke.
The cork flew off, and a fruity aroma filled the backyard.
Emile had already prepared the glasses. She handed one to Aaron, who slowly poured the wine.
He filled each glass halfway and said, "Please, taste it."
The others watched as Aaron took a small sip. Following his lead, they each took a sip.
A sweet-sour taste with a fruity aroma assaulted their senses, and a warm energy flowed through their bodies, gently nourishing them.
Aaron was stunned. He remembered tha
