Cooking Genius With God

What do you mean 30 billion won?

What did I just hear?

Thirty billion won is a huge amount of money that I can't even imagine.

It is enough money to buy as many as 20 1.5 billion apartments in Gangnam, Seoul, simply thinking about it.

In a way, this talisman, which looks like a simple piece of paper.

"Because Haru is worth it. I should get going now. Thank you for the noodles."

Whenever King Yeomra walked toward the exit, the lights in the restaurant repeatedly went off and on.

Soon after, the image of Yeom-ra standing at the entrance and taking a step forward disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Shortly thereafter, the grim reaper, who was standing in a difficult position, sank down, perhaps because his legs were loosened.

"Oh, I thought I'd die twice."

What are you so scared of? But I think he's a good guy. You speak well and use honorifics.

"That's how the Lord of the Underworld felt because you were the ones he was dealing with. And one day, you don't know. You almost got in big trouble just now. Do you know?"

"When you asked me if I wanted anything?"

"Yes, that! The question is about the Lord of the Underworld patent. You ask that question once in a while to dead people who accidentally came to hell because something went wrong with the list like you...… the right answer so far is in the hands of the right person."

"Don't you usually ask that question? You want money, you want honor. Or you want to go back to this world."

"Those who want money, pull out their tongues and plant trees where golden apples grow, and those who want honor, put them in the deepest underworld. The answer to wanting to go back to this world is nobleman."

"Are you going to reincarnate me?”

I'll only give you "Make me do it." Whether it's a frog, a pigeon, or a worm. No one knows that. They just throw it at the door of reincarnation."

"Wow……"

I've never seen a grim reaper speak so excitedly.

Now that I heard the explanation, I was convinced.

Yeomra had just tested the day, too.

And considering that the day is fine now, one day passed the test beautifully.

"You did a great job. Haru, you did a great job. I believed it!"

"What, I'm just, I'

"You're right that you mean it! Hey, honestly, the King of the Underworld will grant your wish. How many people can ask for such a simple favor? It's working because of you. Because it's you!"

Why are you so excited, Grim Reaper? If it were usual, everyone would look dead saying that their work has increased.

"Actually, it's true that things are. That's right, but I didn't expect the Lord of the Underworld to acknowledge a day this much."

If I had to compare it, would it be similar to the homeroom teacher who got first place in his class?

Anyway, it seemed certain that he had received an enormous gift from the King of the Underworld.

It's already almost 6 a.m. because of a lot of work.

It was dawn outside, and suddenly fatigue flooded in when the sun shone into the restaurant.

The grim reaper, who was watching Haru yawn his mouth ripped, waved, saying he was going.

"Then I'll slowly get going, I had a good meal and drink today. Congratulations."

"Well done. Yumi, let's get it over with and go back.""Yes, Mr. Haru!"

It was over in a flash because I was ready under the deadline.

Just turn off the electronic device and tidy up the chair and you're done.

I was about to take off the restaurant shutter and go back, but suddenly I had a question.

When Haru called her name, Yumi opened her eyes wide.

He looked even more like a cat at this time.

"Yumi, by the way, I just thought of this.”

"Huh? What is it?"

"This amulet. Can't we call the Grim Reaper with this?"

"The Grim Reaper..." Uh, uh, yeah? I think a lion can do it because he's a ghost. I don't think his name is Grim Reaper."

"That's true. Did the Grim Reaper ever tell you his name?”

No, I don't remember a single time. The Grim Reaper was just a Grim Reaper.

"Hmmm……."

It was a small question, but strangely memorable.

What's the real name of the Grim Reaper?

Curiousness grew in the head of the day.

* * *

About a month has passed since King Yeomra's test.

Haru, Yumi and Choi Han-seok were able to enjoy a peaceful daily life.

I woke up early today and went to the market with Yumi.

Choi Han-seok went for a walk, saying he would take a short tour of the neighborhood, so there were only two of them.

I was about to go back after shopping, but I saw a welcome face.

"Mr. England!"

"Oh, Mr. Haru! Yumi is next to me. You came to the market to shop.”

"Chef Haru asked me to make samgyetang today. That's why I'm here to buy chickens."

"Oh, samgyetang is good! I'll be there soon."

Britain came to the market in a small truck, huge amounts of green onions and onions in the back compartment of the truck.

And a variety of ingredients were piled up.

Of course, even the pork he picks up three times a week, at dawn.

It has been a while since Choi Young-guk left the broadcasting station and settled in this neighborhood.

Since the siphoning scandal broke out, the infinite rib restaurant, which had been completely ruined, abandoned both stores and ran away, and Choi Young-guk bought the store building again, which came out at a bargain price because no one entered it.

Having recovered his father's building, Choi naturally opened a camellia butcher's restaurant.

While paying attention to cleaner signboards and more affectionate interior design.

And the wreath that the food Y file team sent in front of the restaurant.

It was the same scenery that the grim reaper had shown before.

Not to mention that the camellia flower restaurant was in good business enough to slap the face of the early rib restaurant.

People in the neighborhood were really happy about the restaurant and the taste that they missed.

"Is there a reason you come every dawn? You can get some vegetables and stuff delivered."

"If I run on my feet every dawn, I can save even a little bit of money. Then you can make one more side dish with that money. Then the guests will like it."

"Kkk, that's right. It's the same reason I'm coming to the early morning market."

"If you're on the same line as Haru, I think I'll hit the jackpot soon. Anyway, thank you. Come whenever you want to eat meat later."

Britain on a truck left the market waving.

He certainly looked much happier than when he was at the station.

It was also a good day to meet Choi Young-guk, who found a job he really wanted.Because it wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for you.

"By the way, Mr. Haru. The talisman given by the King of the Underworld is not as useful as I thought. I thought I'd have a lot of work on."

"I know. I don't know if it's good or bad to have nothing to write about."

One day, I folded the talisman I received from Yeom-ra and put it in the back of my phone.

At first, I thought about making a necklace or a ring, but it was ambiguous, so I put it in the cell phone that doesn't fall off my body.

I didn't want to put it in a safe or something. I didn't know when to call the ghost.

Since Haru was given a talisman by Yeomra in the first place, he was paying attention to ghosts who constantly visited restaurants.

But there were no ghosts in sight to enlighten Han.

It was difficult to help solve the resentment if you knew it, but it was hard enough to recover the memories of ghosts who had forgotten one thing.

Still, it was not bad because any ghost could have helped me more easily if I knew Han.

"Oh, it's a dog!"

"Where?"

"Over there in the alley! His fur doesn't look like a street guy. Did you lose your master?”

"Oh, really. The fur is completely white."

Yumi, who was heading for the restaurant with food ingredients, found a dog shooting around the street.

It was a small white dog, far away, staring at Yumi for the day with wary eyes.

Yumi approached him carefully with a sausage she had bought for a snack.

"I'll give you something delicious. Huh?"

-Growl...

"It's okay. It's okay."

King! King! King! Growl!

Hurry up!

The one who was staring at Yumi as if to kill her eventually barked furiously and ran away.

I ran quickly to the side of the boulevard, where there were a lot of people, without looking back.

Haru and Yumi's eyes soon widened as they looked at him running away in a hurry.

A large truck was running fiercely in front of him.

"Huh? Wait a minute! Hey, don't! Puppy!"

"There's a car coming! Truck!"

Yumi threw away the sausage she was holding and ran frantically to where he was.

But it's already too late.

The giant truck had already come too close, and soon passed by a small bundle of white fur.

"Oh, no!"

It was shortly after Yumi, who was so devastated, screamed.

People around me looked at Yumi and said a word.

"Who is she? There's nothing, and he's screaming."

"He must be a crazy person. Never mind."

"Mom, what's wrong with her?”

"Just 'cause he's a weirdo. Let's go quickly."

Even though the dog was hit by a truck in broad daylight, there was only one reason why people reacted like this.

The dog was hit by a truck, but it passed through the truck and got out.

"The dog is a dog, but it must have been a dog ghost."

"Uh... What's this? Mr. Haru. Let's go. People are looking at you!"

Yumi, who turned red even though she didn't drink, rushed the day to come quickly.

He managed to resist the smirk and headed for the restaurant.

By the way, it was amazing no matter how many times I thought about it.

It's been a day that I've been doing business with ghosts for months, but it's my first time seeing an animal ghost, not a human one.Perhaps because the fur was white, it was even more indistinguishable because one of the ghosts' characteristics was blurred.

"I hope to see you again later."

I didn't know what kind of resentment that little guy had in mind was still here, but it was strange because he was a ghost.

But he ran away, so I couldn't help but hope for another kite to reach him later.