"Mr. Heath, this Nightmare Wine of yours tastes pretty good." The speaker was Jin Cancan, who had already finished his food. He had been planning to leave, but perhaps he had happened to catch sight of the wine floating past him when he turned around, because he had taken an interest in the bottle. He looked curiously at the wine before him, then asked Heath for a bottle.
"It's pretty good, I suppose." Heath smiled. The taste of Nightmare Wine naturally spoke for itself. It ranked among the very best drinks Heath had tried. As a restaurant owner, Heath had very strict standards when judging alcohol, not to mention a few unique requirements of his own. What drinks he stocked in his restaurant had nothing to do with other matters or anything else. Heath paid no attention to their reviews or prices, much less their supposed status. Whether he stocked a bottle depended on whether he thought it tasted good. Only drinks that tasted good earned a place on his counter.
After all, as the owner of a restaurant, he naturally had to know something about his own drinks, right? He couldn't know nothing about them and simply serve his customers drinks of unknown quality. Of course, things were very convenient for Heath now. He no longer needed to test the drinks and such he prepared himself; he only needed to check them with the Ingredient Identifier.
So although Heath didn't drink much, he had actually tried quite a few alcoholic drinks. To him, ordinary alcohol was barely passable. As long as it wasn't some lousy spirit blended from alcohol, Heath rarely gave it an excessively harsh review. Nightmare Wine, however, ranked among the very best drinks he had tried. It tasted great, felt good on the palate, and didn't