Cooking Genius With God

A day's gaze turned to someone.

He was also looking at the day.

Neutral appearance between grandfather and grandmother, looking about 70 years old.

Likewise, he was wearing a silk hanbok with a neutral design.

No, I felt instinctively as soon as I saw that I wasn't human.

"Hiccups, hiccups!"

The grim reaper closed his mouth and forcibly stopped hiccups.

Right on his knees, he bowed his head.

"It's been a while since I've had a vacation and I'm drinking here. I think you seem to like this restaurant a lot. Don't you think so?"

"I see the noble Lord of the Underworld."

"That's it, that's it. Why are you so formal in such a place? Wake up because you're fine."

"Thank you."

The Grim Reaper is clearly a noble King of the Underworld.

That means, the old man in front of me.

"Yumra……King?"

The day murmured in a trembling voice.

Then the old man answered, staring at the day with an inexhaustible look.

"Yes, I am the underworld. It's your first time seeing him in person, isn't it?”

There was a great pressure on the old man's voice.

* * *

The inside of the table was filled with tension.

Because no one thought that the King of the Underworld, who had been told only by the Grim Reaper, would actually descend.

Perhaps the most traumatized grim reaper was still shaking his feet weakly.

She's always been so strong that she's this nervous.

Who the hell is the King of the Underworld, no. I didn't dare to guess if a person was right in the first place.

"I'm sorry I came so late. I was supposed to make a reservation, but I wanted to go as a surprise.”

"Well, don't tell me you gave the grim reaper a vacation today...…“

"If the afterlife gives you a vacation, would there be anywhere else to go besides here? I've been singing since a few days ago because I wanted to eat Haru's food."

Is it called Gangrim, which was originally planned?

A day swallowed a dry saliva.

He was not the only one. Yumi and Choi Han-seok were also struggling to relax.

"You don't have to be so nervous. I'm really just here to eat today."

"We're almost out of ingredients right now, so there's not much we can do for you, but if you tell us what you want, we'll make it as much as we can."

"It's what I want...… well, then can I have noodles with water?”

"If it's mulguksu, do you mean anything other than banquet noodles?"”

"Sliced zucchini and onion, beaten eggs. I want to eat it with kimchi and soy sauce."

"That's possible. I'll make it for you soon, so please wait a little bit."

"It's Haru's food. Of course I can wait.”

One day after I succeeded in receiving the order, I turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know if he's the king of ghosts, but it was strangely hard to take orders.

The grim reaper, who drank a glass of cold water from Yumi, looked around the restaurant.

"I'm sure it's a good restaurant. It's comfortable, and I see signs of care for the guests and ghosts."

Soon, Yeom-ra's eyes turned to Yumi.

"Your name was Yumi, right? The second person to ignore the rules of the underworld."

"Yes, yes. That's right. Well, what I did back then...….”

"You don't have to apologize. It's nothing to apologize for. There must be a good reason why Haru and Yumi are like that. That's what I believe."

The voice of King Yeomra was clearly heard behind the back of a day of cooking.No matter what you talked about with Yumi, the talk of the underworld soon returned to Choi Han-seok.

I know what kind of life you've had in your life, how's work these days?

In a way, there was a calm conversation that was only routine.

The water where the kelp was put just happened to boil.

After getting the kelp out, put anchovies in and cut the vegetables with broth.

Simple as King Yeomra ordered earlier.

I chopped zucchini and onion as the main dish, garlic and green onions.

I scooped up the anchovies and put in the vegetables right away.

When the vegetables were cooked to a certain extent, season them with a little salt and salted soup, and make egg water and beat them well.

Cook the thin noodles well, rinse them in cold water, put them in a bowl, and pour the soup over them to the full of solid ingredients.

Lastly, put sliced kimchi on top and put a round of soy sauce mixed with sesame oil, and it.

A bowl of mulguksu, similar to banquet noodles, but with a completely different taste, was made quickly.

"Here's the food you ordered. I've tried making it my way, but I'm not sure if it tastes good."

"Hmm. It smells so good. That's exactly what I thought it would smell like.”

Slurp!

King Yeomra tasted the soup first.

The corners of his mouth, full of wrinkles, rose a little.

"It's delicious.

"I'm glad you're feeling better."

"I'm telling you, it's so delicious that I want to take you to the underworld right now and order my full-time cook. All the chefs in the underworld are too old.”

"Ahaha……"

I made a joke because I thought someone was the King of the Underworld.

It was true that Yeomra said it was delicious, so he quickly emptied a bowl of noodles that he had given enough.

I filled my stomach and gracefully wiped my mouth with tissue.

"Thank you for the meal. As expected, your cooking skills are clear as you think. I'm not just good at cooking, I can put my heart into it."

"What do you mean, you'really?”

"You cook while thinking about the people who eat. Haru. If you do that, the chef's heart is captured in the dish. We call it "hand-tasting" in two letters."

"Taste of your hands... I see.”

"Because my grandmother's miso soup is not delicious."

Why, there is no such saying.

It's all about the taste of delicious MSG.

Listening to King Yeomra, I thought it was not just a joke.

"Anyway, since I've eaten such a precious meal, I'll have to pay for the meal.”

"No, I know you've helped me, Chef Choi Han-seok, and Yumi a lot. I won't accept the money."

"I helped you because, equally, you've done a great job in the underworld. So I have to pay for the meal. In addition to that, thank you.

The King of the Underworld shot a grave smile at Haru.

The day froze for a moment with the smile of unknown depth.

The reward that the grim reaper said is just around the corner.

Of course, I never dreamed it would be this direct.

"Then I'll take just 3,000 won. That's enough for this noodle."

"I don't mind, but I just happened to leave my wallet behind. I'll give you something else instead of money. Well, it's my turn. Haru, tell me what you want. I'll do it as much as I can."

The exact same question that Haru asked King Yeomra, who visited the restaurant, returned.

But the weight was on a different.The master of the underworld will grant you a wish. It was no different from what I said.

"What I want is...….”

Everyone in the seat looked at the day.

The grim reaper looks worried and anxious, as if Yumi and Choi Hanseok are waiting for your answer.

One day, I tried to roll my brain, but I quit soon.

The man before himself now is the Great King of the Underworld.

There was an instinctive sense that no matter what he thought, he would be seeing through it.

Then the answer is one.

To give a direct answer, as it comes to mind.

"I'd like to bring more ghosts to the Holy grail. I'd like to serve you more delicious dishes and sympathize more deeply with their resentment."

"Was it not enough to give you a house-piercing gift last time?”

"It's not just that more ghosts come, it's that I want to pay more attention to each and every one of them."

"As a cook?"

"As chef Haru, the master of table heaven."

"Oh, that's a pretty good answer."

The underworld bent the tail of its eyes forward.

One day I didn't know what it meant, but at least the grim reaper seemed to understand.

Continuing to remain extremely tense, she finally relaxed her body a little.

"Well, this would be great.”

He took something out of the jacket of the hanbok that Yeom-ra was wearing.

It's similar to when the grim reaper takes out documents and scrolls from the inside pocket of a suit.

What soon appeared was a talisman smaller than the palm of his hand.

I didn't know what it was, but the grim reaper stammered with surprise.

"Oh, Lord of the Underworld, do you mean to give it to you?"

"Our Haru wants it, we should give it to her. Besides, I got some delicious noodles."

The underworld offered Haru a talisman.

Haru took it carefully and read the words written in red dye there.

[Returning to Korea Samchang Myeongbok (鬼必歸還名復)]

"I made this amulet myself. It will make it easier for Haru to approach the ghosts he wants."

Return to your ears, three chords, and Myeongbok.

To interpret it, this is what it meant.

If you call the ghost's name three times, it will come back no matter what.

"Think of the ghost you want to see in your head, grab a talisman, and call your name three times. Then a ghost will appear before you."

"Like the Grim Reaper suddenly appears?”

"Similar, I suppose. Oh, for your information, there is a limit. The Holy Ghost cannot be called, and the Ghost must know Haru. Anyway, why don't you try it now?"

Maybe there's a ghost right behind you.

A day with an amulet in his hand began to call his name.

"Choi Hanseok. Choi Hanseok. Choi Han-seok."

-Huh? Oh!

Obviously, Choi Han-seok, who was standing a day later, quickly appeared in front of him.

It was given by the King of the Underworld here, so one effect was really clear.

"Awesome. I can't believe it...….”

"It really works. It's really right in front of me."

Yumi and Haru, who witnessed magical things in front of their eyes, could not easily hide their surprise.

So is the Grim Reaper, who is deeply embarrassed.

I don't know what it is, but this talisman seemed really precious.

"Will you be all right, King of the Underworld? Last time, the back of the house-guessing maniac, and this time it's a talisman. If things from the underworld keep going over to this world...….”

"Don't worry. I'm giving it to you because I have an idea. And, Grim Reaper. Do you think this is the world?”

"What do you mean…"

"This restaurant is this world, but it's also the underworld. The last stop that connects this world and the other world. Rest stop for the dead who finished their lives. That's Haru's table paradise."Therefore, it would not matter if things from the underworld were handed over to some extent, said King Yeomra, smiling once again.

"Anyway, the amulet I gave you is really precious. If you exchange money for the value of this world...… it's going to be about thirty billion."

"Four, four, thirty billion?"

A day's jaw dropped.