Legend has it that the master craftsman Guifu made a poison called “Beauty’s Favor.” It was colorless and odorless, and its most unusual effect was that it made wine even more fragrant and mellow.
Back then, Guifu had a friend who loved wine more than life itself. His lifelong wish was to taste the finest wine in the world. After hearing about “Beauty’s Favor,” he made arrangements for what would happen after his death, then dissolved the poison into the vintage he had treasured all his life and drank it all, dying afterward.
What do you make of this legend?
