Cooking Genius With God

After the puppy ghost incident earlier, Yumi didn't say anything.

I walked a few more minutes to arrive at the table heaven, but my face was still red.

The day when he looked at Yumi, who was holding onto her burning face, suggested whether he remembered the way he shouted in broad daylight earlier.

To be honest, I was sorry to see you keep being upset.

"Today's menu is samgyetang, so we just have to boil it anyway. I don't even need a lot of work, so should we put the heat on and make some delicious snacks?”

"Snacks? Snacks are good! What are you going to make?”

Yumi opened her eyes wide at the word snack.

At the same time, the expression is wide open.

As expected, it was correct.

There was nothing like sweet snacks when I was in a bad mood.

"I happened to have some fruit I bought at the market earlier. How about fruit punch?"

"Of course! To be honest, I thought I was going to die because my face was burning. Ugh."

"Then Yumi, can you prepare the bottom of Samgyetang? I'll make fruit punch. Oh, do you prefer milk or Sprite?

"I want milk!"

"Oh, really? I like Sprite. Well... Oh! That'll do."

As anyone who has eaten some fruit punch would know, most fruit punch was ground into milk and cider.

The conflict between the two parties was intensifying, such as jajangmyeon and jjamppong, bibim-naengmyeon and mul-naengmyeon, tangsuyuk and dipping.

A day when I was thinking about what kind of fruit punch to make came up with a good idea.

It's crunchy! Squeeze!

I cut a big watermelon from the market in half.

The seeds were roughly dug out and cut into squares so that they could be eaten, and placed in a bowl except for fruit punch.

I was going to treat the rest of the fruits to the ghosts as dessert later.

Fruit punch with kiwi, blueberry, apple, pear, etc. had its own charm, but one day I liked simple things.

There are only two fruits in it.

It is red watermelon and canned ecliptic.

I could say, 'What can of yellow peaches all of a sudden?' but try it just once.

You may never be able to eat fruit punch without yellow.

"Put the sliced watermelon in and the canned yellow peaches in full. Now pour some ice into it."

Fill 2 milk with the soup at the rate of 1 cider.

If you add a whole can of fat soda to the milk sold at a supermarket, the ratio is roughly right.

Then bring honey from the cupboard and season it according to your preference and mix it.

Rather than making ramen, easy watermelon & yellow fruit salad is completed in an instant!

Yumi had put water in the pot at a good timing and put all the medicinal herbs in it.

"Yumi, come here and eat fruit punch!"

"Oh, I'll be right there!"

I gave Yumi plenty of ice flakes of fruit salad.

Didn't you say that it's best to eat fruit punch with someone at this sunny time?

I was sweating a lot in front of the fire and ate watermelon with a spoonful of cold soup.

Crunch!

"Wow!"

"It tastes better than you think, doesn't it? It's my first time mixing milk and Sprite."

"It's not as good as I thought, it's just ridiculously delicious. I'm not lying, it's the best fruit salad I've ever had in my life!"Crunch! Crunch!

A huge soup and watermelon that's savory, sweet, refreshing and cool.

And yellow peaches that go really well together.

It was quite a large amount of fruit punch, but Haru and Yumi ate it all in an instant.

As expected, fruit punch was always right all the time.

When I ate all the fruit punch, the whole restaurant was filled with the smell of herbal medicine.

He went into the kitchen, scooped out medicinal herbs that should not be boiled for a long time, and put a lot of chicken stuffed with whole garlic and glutinous rice.

I prepared only 50 chickens for today's special.

Even though it was boiled in two large commercial pots, the water overflowed with all the chickens.

Anyway, samgyetang is all you need to cook while collecting the oil.

Salted squid and stone foil, which were to be eaten together, were also out of hand.

Today's first customer came into the restaurant as the chicken was slowly cooking.

Just past 9:30 a.m.

Business started today without fail.

* * *

This is it! This is it!

Daughter, say ah. It's hot, so I'll blow it and feed it to you.

-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

How is it? Is it good?

Yes! It's so good! I want to hold it and eat it.

Yeah, yeah. It's salty, so don't put too much salt. All right?

That evening, the time when the door was open.

When Haru served Samgyetang, the ghosts' eyes opened wide.

Isn't samgyetang that kind of dish?

I don't usually think of it, but once I think of it, I want to eat it.

Your ghosts, college couple ghosts, nurse ghosts and her daughter.

I took a chicken leg in one hand and carefully ripped the meat off.

I heard that people become quiet when they concentrate on eating, but surprisingly, the restaurant was quiet even though it was full of customers.

I can only hear the munching and occasional chirping.

"It's hot, so take your time. I'll make you chicken porridge when you're done eating, so eat that, too."

Haru and Yumi were busy working and watching ghosts enjoy their meals.

The cutest thing was also the daughter of a nurse, who ate yagugu chicken while putting pieces of meat on both hands.

It wasn't much, but it was crazy cute.

At the same time, it has been heartbreaking.

Such a child and his mother came to the restaurant as ghosts, so I couldn't even guess what would have happened.

Yumi, who was looking at the child with an aunt's smile like Haru, recalled something and put a question mark on her face.

"CEO Haru. I'm suddenly curious about something.”

"Huh? What is it?"

"You know that nurse's daughter. Do you happen to know his name?"

"Name? He…….Huh?"

"I don't know, do I?"

"Why don't you know?"

Come to think of it, it was ridiculous.

Nurses and daughter ghosts were early regulars who came from when Haru opened the table heaven.

How come you don't know my name after seeing me for months?

I thought I knew that.

Eventually, Yumi, who couldn't resist curiosity, approached the child.

"Excuse me, my princess. Is samgyetang good?”

Yes! It's so good, Yumi!

"That's a relief. By the way, I have a question for you. What's my princess' name? Come to think of it, I don't think she called me by my name."

-That's...

The child's expression suddenly changed after hearing Yumi's words.He soon looked at his mother, and her expression wasn't good either.

I don't know. I don't know the name. I don't remember.

"Huh? Really?"

I really don't remember. Really

A child who shakes his head stubbornly saying no.

Soon everyone's eyes turned to his mother.

-Well, actually, it doesn't make sense to talk about it now.

Just as the nurse ghost, who's been waiting for a while, was about to say something.

Huh? It's a puppy! Mom, look over there! The dog is here!

"Huh? A puppy?"

Suddenly, my daughter rushed out to the entrance of the restaurant, saying that the dog was here.

And there was a real dog there.

The one Yumi saw earlier in the morning.

A small bundle of white fur was scraping the entrance to the table's heaven, asking for it to open quickly.

When my daughter opened the door, he broke through it.

Unlike the morning when I was so vigilant, I rushed into my daughter's arms and shook my tail like crazy.

"Isn't that the one from before? The one that marked Yumi's dark history?”

"That's right, and it's not a dark history! I was really surprised.”

"Anyway, I didn't know I could see a dog ghost so soon. I think I smelled samgyetang."

Ghosts from the restaurant flocked to the appearance of a dog ghost for the first time in my life.

The issue of the names of nurse mothers and daughters was so quietly buried.

Anyway, dogs are customers, right?

Just because an animal can't speak doesn't mean it's not hungry.

"Chef Choi Han-seok. Can I give the dog chicken?”

It's supposed to work. You can't make samgyetang now. There's everything bad for dogs in the herbal medicine. Well, it's a ghost anyway. I'm not gonna kill you twice for eating some garlic.

Don't rural puppies mix rice with red pepper paste?

There was a little samgyetang left, so Haru went to the kitchen and picked up a chicken.

Remove the skin, spread the flesh well, tear it into small pieces, and take it on a plate.

The dog, who was playing in the front yard of the restaurant with his daughter, found a day with rice like a ghost and ran.

"Yes, you must have been hungry, too."

Uncle Haru. Are you feeding him too?

"Huh? Of course. He's a customer at our store, too."

You're eating so well. I guess I was hungry.

I put on about half a chicken, but it ran out in a blink of an eye no matter how fast I ate it.

As expected, he seemed to get along well with the dog because he was a child.

While I was putting on half of the meat for the rest of the day, my daughter played with the dog outside the restaurant.

A bundle of fur had already flipped over the ship and waved its tail as if it was happy.

Soon after, ghosts began to talk about their pets in their lifetime.

Around the time my interest in my daughter is fading away.

The child's voice was heard in a small voice in the ear of Haru, who carefully opened the restaurant door with another bowl of chicken meat.

What's your name? White puppy?

-Blank!

Hehe, I got it's okay. You can't say your name either. But you're so cute. Where are you from?

Gasp! Gasp!

I used to live in an apartment in front of here. Of course, it's gone now.Yeah, yeah. Ooh, stop licking your cheeks. It itches. I'll pat you instead. Do you want me to pat you here?

I focused my mind as much as I could because it was so loud that I could barely hear it.

At first, I thought he was just playing cutely, but when I heard the story, it was very strange even if something was strange.

In the first place, my daughter was very shy and didn't talk to other ghosts, but the context was unusual.

You can't say your name? The apartment you used to live in is gone now?

It's a situation that can only be guessed, but.

"I feel like I remember Han...….”

What the hell is that kid?

It was the moment when the peaceful daily life was broken.