Cooking Genius With God

Choi Han-seok, who asked a question, swallowed his breath for a moment.

He doubted his ears.

The same was true of Haru and Yumi who were next to them.

What did the underworld say?

Now, what?

"I think that's enough for my answer. Then, Grim Reaper? Let's go back. There's a lot of work to be done."

"Yes, my lord."

The grim reaper, who nodded, opened the door to heaven on the table, and a black space appeared where nothing was reflected.

The Great Underworld disappeared beyond that.

There was a silence in the table heaven, where Yeomra and the grim reaper disappeared for question and answer dance.

A day brooded over what he had said.

"The world is about to lose its job…….”

"That's how bad it is, right? The world we live in now.”

- I think so, don't think. Well, it's not even funny. The King of the Underworld campaigned to move and make the world better place. There's no joke that's this boring.

If it's a joke, it's basically telling me to smirk even if it's not funny, but how can I laugh when I hear this?

If that's the case, he's a big part of creating this world.

"By the way, it's supposed to be a good time to feel good.

He properly entertained Yeom-ra, a guest who is not enough to be called VIP, and also received a new gem called spice jar.

Of course it was something to celebrate from the standpoint of Table Heaven. Now I don't feel like it at all.

"Get ready to close.”

"Yes, sir."

I ended up closing without saying anything, and that's how the day ended.

I was getting ready for the sun to rise slowly when it was time to go home.

It was unusually early in the morning today.

* * *

"By the way, Mr. Haru. I thought about it when I got home. I think it's a much more difficult request than I thought. I'm asking you to deliver chicken to the nursery."

The next day.

When I came back from shopping at dawn, Yumi, who was yawning and rubbing her eyes as if she was tired, carefully brought up the story.

"If it's a nursery school, there must be a lot of kids other than Hyunmyeong. Besides, we won't be able to get in easily. It's even more ridiculous to go and give chicken only to Hyunmyeong."

"In fact, the answer is somewhat fixed, right? The king said that he chose Hyunmyeong because it's similar to the relationship between chef Choi Hanseok and me. You can do volunteer work.”

"As expected, right?”

Yumi immediately nodded to see if she had similar thoughts.

It's delivery because it's easy to say. What Yeomra did is more of a "request" to be exact.

It's a delivery to change the world in a better way. It doesn't make sense for Hyunmyeong to give delicious food to only one of those children.

In conclusion, the only way is to go to volunteer work.

Of course it wasn't so easy.

"When I researched with Chef Choi Han-seok yesterday, there were about 100 children in the baby angel nursery. There are 50 chickens per person. And the other nuns and volunteers who work there."

"We're going to need 100 of them. Besides, Chef Haru has to go and make his own."

"It's definitely not an easy thing to do.”

It is not something that can be solved simply by setting a date.

The cost of all that chicken is also a cost, but you should talk to the nursery school.Of course, the dining paradise is famous, but it's only a small restaurant with four people.

Whether to allow such a large-scale service was a matter of serious consideration.

Besides, Haru and Yumi had one more problem to use their brains.

When I went back to the restaurant after shopping, there was a familiar motorcycle.

Yumi, who found Ye-young hanging around in front of the restaurant, raised her hand and shouted.

"Oh, Ye-young! Why did you come so early today? You still have some time to go to work.”

"I just can't sleep well. I woke up early and went for a drive. Oh, boss. Give me the bag, please. I'll hold it for you."

Yeyoung, who snatches a plastic bag with sauce out of her hand with a unique cat-like smile.

She was smiling, but dark circles were clearly thick around her eyes.

As expected, Ye-young must have a lot of worries. That's what happened to Bonam a few days ago.’

I heard from Yumi that Ye-young opened her heart to Bonam to some extent and also relied on her a little.

Of course, living completely closed to others so far.

Ye-young, who didn't rely on her friend, also.

But who would have expected such a background for Bonam?

I wonder what kind of stress Yeyoung had and what kind of worries she had. Haru and Yumi didn't dare to imagine.

Let Ye-young go into the restaurant first.

Haru, who came out of the restaurant under the pretext of waiting for a food truck, hinted at Yumi.

"You said you'd come back. Mr. Yoo Seong-bok."

"Yes... .. although you didn't tell me the exact date. Still."

"I'll have to get ready first."

Yumi nods her head.

In fact, this part hasn't fully settled down yet.

Bonam refuses to go back home and wants to stay in heaven on the table. He said, and as the number of orders for delivery from the table to heaven continued to soar, a competent rider named Bonam was also needed from the perspective of the restaurant's

But Bonam continued to agonize.

Can I really stay here?

Haru and Yumi. And most of all, I couldn't stop worrying about Ye-young.

I wanted to tell Bonam not to go if I could.

But there was nothing to be sure of. Everything was not seasoned, so it was like a bland meat soup.

"Of course, I have to get ready. We have to protect Mr. Bonam!"

But

Ye-young seemed to have already made up her mind.

"Ye-young?"

"Surprised! Since when have you been here?”

Yeyoung, who suddenly sticks out her head.

Were they listening to Haru and Yumi's conversation behind the scenes?

"After finishing organizing the ingredients you asked for earlier, you two were talking about something funny. You're gonna let me in, right? We're a family. "of the table heaven.

"That's, right. Let's talk together. About Mr. Bonam."

"There was something I wanted to tell you. Mr. Haru. I hope Bonam stays in heaven for dinner. Seriously."

"But you...Are you okay? You told me last time. I can't trust people anymore. Didn't you feel betrayed by Bonam?”

"I did, though. I've been thinking about it. Yumi, it's not wrong that you didn't tell us about your family. Right?""That's... that's true."

"That's enough. I just decided not to care anymore. What about Bonam's family, what about his father. You said that last time. He keeps saying he wants to stay in heaven. Then we'll have to help. Don't you think so, boss?

To be honest, I had that thought one day.

Why is Yeyoung so fast?

Is it possible to say let's leave Bonam at the restaurant with such a great deal of confidence?

However, the answer to the problem came out sooner than I thought.

Simply because Ye-young was that kind of person.

Like her vocation to ride a motorcycle, she had no doubt about the conclusion she had reached once.

A personality that is possible because he is confident about himself.

So it's worth believing.

"Right, I didn't do anything wrong."

It's not a matter of who did well or wrong in the first place.

Just a question of what I want to do.

But at the same time, Bonam was not alone, but a matter of table heaven.

Therefore, Haru, the owner of the table heaven, had to step up first.

What I want to be a day is a cook.

And maybe, in the case of Yoo Yeon-nam, he was a businessman.

Choi Han-seok is not wrong.

So one day, I thought I'd know the answer a little bit.

"Yes, I have to get ready. Just in case CEO Yoo Yu-nam comes."

Wouldn't there be only one if the restaurant prepared it?

A bowl of delicious food. That's enough.

Beep beep beep---!

A truck filled with ingredients to be cooked today was just coming in.

* * *

After discussing with Choi Han-seok, the plan for the day was simpler than expected.

A dish that can bring Yoo Yoo-nam, now a perfect businessman, back to being a chef for a while.

It was intended to make a bowl, invite Yoo Yu-nam, and treat him.

In fact, up to this point, you might think it's a very empty plan.

No matter how deep cooking can be, how can you change a person's mind with a dish of cooking, not even a doctor or a wizard?

But today it made sense.

There was something in the hand of the day that could have caused more magical things than magic.

"Spice of the Underworld. You can use this.”

Spice that Yeomra left for testing.

If you have a memory related to the food you ate, it reminds you of it.

Yumi thought it was only for ghosts.However, when Haru asked the grim reaper, he said he could use it for living people.

It doesn't matter if you're dead or alive because you're the same person.

Instead, there is one condition.

That the door should be open when used.

It is said that although it can be used before the door is opened, it can only be used when the door is open to achieve 100% effect.

At the end of the day, he kindly added that this is more expensive than the diamond.

"Chef Choi Han-seok said this. CEO Yoo Seong-bok is a businessman. That's why I'm trying to bring Mr. Bonam."

But what if a day reminds you of when Yoo Seong-bok was a chef here? Well, at least I can understand him better than I do now.

"Wow... that's crazy, by the way. Spice from the underworld. And when I wasn't around, did the Lord of the Underworld come and go?""Ye-young, you understand I couldn't call you, right? It's like me or Haru."

"Oh, I don't have to tell you. You don't think I'm gonna be upset about that? Don't worry about it. I'm just so grateful that you write such precious things, right? Boss?"

Still, Ye-young seems to have recovered her energy quickly.

I don't know if I'm really getting up and gaining energy or if I'm getting energy from it. The result will be the same.

Anyway, Haru told Bonam himself without telling him the exact story of the spice of the underworld.

Lunch time after a round of delivery. Yumi and Ye-young quickly ate and went outside.

"Bonam, you look tired these days."

One day brought up the story first.

Bonam scratched the back of his head as if he was awkward.