Cooking Genius With God

It was about to dawn, so I came out of the kitchen of the ribs restaurant and returned to the table heaven.

The grim reaper said, sipping the warm Yulmu tea served by Haru.

There are many kinds of demons, not all of them.

Starting with evil spirits like Park Gun-il, who made ghosts around him uncomfortable, there are very occasional unique cases like Choi Young-il.

They say that the resentment was overlapped, and the resentment became so deep that it became a reality.

Youngil didn't want customers to come into this rib restaurant that was set up at his restaurant.

It turned out to be a forest of trees.

"But this is limited to ghosts. People were just passing by."

"President Haru is right. The black trees only came into being when the ears were opened."

"That's why it's evil. It's a strange harm."

"Oh...."

"The forest will grow bigger and bigger. "The longer Choi Young-il can't make a holy fire,"

It was natural in a way that the black trees he created increased as he gradually turned into evil spirits.

Even now, the ghost business has become very difficult.

If the forest grows bigger here, business may become completely impossible.

One way or another, it must be resolved quickly.

President Choi Young-il's resentment had to be resolved.

For Haru and Yumi to live.

"We don't have enough time. There are times I've been saving."

"You'll have to move fast, too. I did everything I could. "How did CEO Choi Young-il die, what's wrong with Han, he said everything."

"This is the great crisis that the Grim Reaper told us about.”

The grim reaper nodded instead of answering.

She also seems to be in a bit of course.

He only delivered to Haru what his boss, King Yeomra, told him in person.

I never imagined it would spread to such a big deal.

"But I think it's good. The underworld is fair."

"What do you mean?"

"Once something bad happens like this, something good will happen. Even more so if it's you who's deeply involved in the afterlife."

"That's the law of the underworld."

I really couldn't figure it out.

Still, the grim reaper said this, which cheered me up to a certain extent.

Unlike her usual tic-tic atmosphere, her voice now smelt with sincerity.

Haru, what are you going to do? This one.

Choi Han-seok asked in a low voice.

Haru answered immediately.

"There's only one thing a cook has to do. You have to cook, as always."

What dish? To whom?

"I'm thinking of going to find out."

Nothing can be solved by sitting like this.

Unlike before, I had to run with my body.

* * *

I decided to leave the business of the table heaven to Yumi.

It's something I've been doing alone for months anyway, and I helped with the preparation for the bottom.

Yumi has improved her cooking skills by working day and night for several months.

Haru was interested in her talent in the first place, and it was thanks to Yumi's tremendous efforts.

I can trust you for a day like this.

It was a plan for Haru and Choi Han-seok to return in the afternoon and join when Yumi did business for people in the morning.

Of course, the extra pay that comes out of it is neatly taken care of.

Because that's a natural promise.

Haru and Choi Han-seok, who earned time like that, headed to Jongno.A big broadcasting building located in the middle of Seoul.

The logo [channel B] was heavily embedded.

"This is the station where your son works, right? It's huge in person."

I've been here a few times for shooting. It's bigger inside.

"I'm already at a loss. There must be dozens of people here with Choi's last name."

Let's bump into each other first. There is nothing I can do.

All Haru and Choi Han-seok knew was his name Choi Young-guk.

I didn't know what department he was working on.

If it didn't work out, I walked into the broadcasting station with the thought of asking someone.

But the entrance is blocked.

"What brings you here?”

"Uh... I'm thinking of going on a field trip."

"Do you have any tickets or anything?"

"Yes, for now."

"Then it's hard for you to go on a field trip. I'm sorry."

An employee guarding the desk shook his head firmly.

It means that ordinary people cannot enter the broadcasting station.

Come to think of it, it was natural. Anyways, the broadcasting station was also a company.

At this rate, things go completely wrong.

Choi Han-seok, who was worried for a while, hinted at me as he was struggling to figure out how the day would not go.

Haru, then say it like that. I'm an acquaintance of PD Shin Jaeho.

Producer Shin Jaeho? Who's that?’

Tell me first. You probably know.

It was my first time hearing the name, but when Choi Han-seok said so, I decided to shout it out.

When I introduced him to the staff again as an acquaintance of PD Shin Jae-ho, his eyes changed instantly.

When asked what kind of relationship they were in, they named Koo Jeon-hwa and Chef Choi Han-seok, and bowed their heads at once, saying, "I am sorry."

"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier then? You're from the Choi Hanseok Foundation.”

"Yes, yes, that's right."

"You know that Producer Shin Jae-ho is almost feeding Channel B, right? That's how he talks about Chef Choi Han-seok. You said you're here because of him."

"He was a good man.”

"Anyway, I'm sorry I didn't recognize you. I'll give you a pass, so feel free to look around."

An employee who hands over the pass with both hands in the most formal manner possible.

Seeing that even the staff looking at the desk recognized Shin Jae-ho at once, he seemed to be a considerable big shot at the station.

"How far are your connections going?”

You don't have any personal connections. They're all grown up after feeding them a few times.

"In the old days, too. That's great."

After many twists and turns, he even entered the broadcasting station with the help of a stranger.

But it was the same at a loss.

Soon after a day of snooping around the busy broadcasting station, I found something again.

"Hmm?"

Several faint in-youngs were seen among the people walking around in suits or casual clothes.

An opaque figure that runs wild through people.

The ghost was clear.

In addition, the number was quite large.

From people who look like children or college students to women who are over 50s.

As many as five ghosts huddled in the middle of the broadcasting station.

"It's rare that ghosts are gathered like that."

Yeah, and it's totally daytime right now. I couldn't see ghosts when the sun was up.

Ghosts were everywhere, even if it wasn't necessarily heaven on the table.

Just walking down the street in the evening, one or two ghosts could be seen in 10 minutes.However, it has not often been the case that they are gathered like this.

It was not long before my eyes met as I looked at them carefully for the day I wondered what was going on.

At first, ghosts, who were looking at the place where Haru was, were frightened to realize that Haru was looking at them clearly.

A ghost of a high school girl in a high school uniform approached carefully.

Can you really see us?

Hey, hey, don't be ridiculous. How can a person see a ghost.

He's, isn' It's just a coincidence, right? Eye contact.

"No, I really can see it.”

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

When I told the ghosts who were hovering nearby, the high school girl ghost was frightened and fell on the floor.

Choi Han-seok, who was watching the reaction beyond imagination, grinned.

Come on, what's this? Are you a shaman or something? How do you see ghosts? I thought my heart was going to stop!

The ghost won't die if his heart stops.

Who's your grandfather?!

It's just a ghost grandpa. By the way, why are there so many people here?

Ghosts flocked from all over the place at the news that a ghost-watching person appeared.

Besides the people I saw earlier, there were a lot of ghosts here and there.

In particular, there were many young people, such as high school students and college students, for many reasons.

If you become a ghost, you want to come to a broadcasting station. There was a celebrity that I really liked in my lifetime, and I came to see him because I heard he was filming here.

There were many ghosts who simply came to see their favorite celebrities, and some said that appearing on TV once was their lifetime wish.

There were even grandmothers and grandfathers who came to see trot singers.

As expected, ghosts are no different from humans.

However, when I heard the story of a high school girl ghost, I heard that there are quite a few ghosts who have lived in this broadcasting station for a long time.

Then, I thought there might be a ghost who knew about CEO Choi Young-il's son.

"There's one person I'm looking for. I've just been here in my mid to late 20s."

-You can't find anything with that. There are hundreds of staff here. Do you have any characteristics?

"Choi's castle. Oh, that's right. I would hate pork. Especially the ribs."

Choi's castle is the youngest ribbed...…. Huh? I know!

Someone raised their hand among the ghosts.

This time, it was a male college student ghost wearing a jacket.

A few months ago, there's a new staff member in the field of current affairs. I remember the PD going crazy about the galbi dinner tonight, saying he didn't want to do that's

"Can you tell me more about it?"

I wondered who he was and followed him to the company dinner. I was drooling, thinking the ribs looked delicious, and he said he didn't like it and grilled it to kill the meat.

"Did you grill the meat well?”

It was no joke. The staff said they didn't like the grilling, so they took the tongs away and he baked themselves. I thought you were watching an eating show.

Even though he hated ribs, he grilled meat better than a part-timer at a meat restaurant.

Now there was nothing to see for sure.

When asked if he knew where he was working now, the college student ghost nodded.

When I asked for guidance, he gave me an answer.Before following the ghost of a college student, Haru and Choi Han-seok told the ghosts about the table heaven, saying it was meant to be.

Ghosts were also amazed because it was their first time to see them.

Everyone thought the day was a shaman, but when I introduced myself as a chef, I was surprised.

"Come and see me later. I'll make you a delicious meal."

Of course! I'll definitely go!

It seemed half-hearted, but there were no ghosts who did not like it.

After giving them the details of the restaurant, they headed deep into the broadcasting station with a college student ghost.

It soon arrived in front of a conference room.

"You're saying it's in here, right? Mr. Choi Young-guk.

Yes, I just put my head down and peeped, and he was inside.

"Thank you for letting me know. You can go now.”

What is this? By the way, is it true that you can eat? Can I really go?

"Of course. Think about the food you want. I'll make it as much as I can."

Yes, yes! Thank you! Thank you!

I asked for help for a day, but I received a lot of thanks.

Ghosts that disappeared in an instant.

As Haru was glancing inside the conference room, Choi Han-seok said he would go inside for now.

Choi Han-seok, a ghost, moves first because he could be suspected of who the human Haru is if he moves wrong.

Choi Han-seok naturally went inside through the wall of the conference room.

After wandering around the conference room to find Choi Young-guk, he closely watched the meeting, and came out less than five minutes later.

-Wow...

"Chef?"

Choi Han-seok's reaction after leaving the conference room was a bit unusual.

He opened his mouth as if he had seen magic.

Soon after, Choi Han-seok, who came to his senses, clenched his fist.

Haru, maybe heaven is helping us. The afterlife was right.

"If something bad happens, something good happens, you mean that."

Yeah, but it's not a good thing, it's a good thing to kill. Yeah, yeah. Right. If you've been hit by a bolt out of the blue, you should be lucky.

Choi Han-seok, who was anxious until just now, said he was too hopeless, but now he is full of energy.

He grinned when asked to tell him what was going on.

Haru, have you heard of the food Y file?

"If it's a Y-file of food. Isn't it that? It's an old program that finds and accuses bad restaurants. It's really famous.”

That's right. This is the meeting room for the Y file. The current affairs program team that Choi Young-guk was in was the food Y file!

Just a few hours ago, I thought things had gone wrong.

With the help of ghosts, puzzle pieces began to fit together.