Cooking Genius With God

"Wow, that's not a lie at all."

"It was the worst funeral home of my life. Of course, I know I shouldn't say this after eating the food given by the deceased...…. To be honest, isn't Haru the same?”

"Don't you think so? Ugh, go to any convenience store and get some digestive medicine. I think I really have an upset stomach.”

A few minutes later.

Haru and Yumi, who pushed rice into their mouths and ran out of the funeral hall as if they were running away, immediately ran to the convenience store and drank digestive medicine.

I thought that if there was hell, it would be that place.

They were two people who had never been to a funeral home in their lives, but this is too much.

People who lived in places where they should mourn the death of the deceased were discussing the distribution of inheritance.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got.

Haru, who put it in the trash can like throwing a finished digestive medicine bottle, shouted as he wiped his mouth.

"I wasn't very close to forsythia, but...…. I understand heritage is important. Do I have to do it in a quiet place?”

"No, that's ridiculous! Honestly, just looking at what the deceased would think. It doesn't make sense. This."

"I know. Besides, my grandmother worked so hard."

I knew one day when I was in and out of the market like my own house.

How hard my grandmother, who is so old, has lived her life.

It was a day when I woke up early in the morning and left work early in the morning, but my grandmother always kept her seat every day.

Of course you went in and rested in the afternoon, but it's not the labor that seniors of that age can do.

Grandma really did her best.

But the bereaved are screaming for the funeral home to leave and fighting over the legacy.

Even the grandchildren who followed them were stuck in the corner and wary of adults.

Haru and Yumi, who were watching it, were all burning with enthusiasm.

It wasn't even sincere!

My grandmother's will is japchae, because she just bought it from a side dish store and brought it.

"Really, money is nothing."

It was a day I had lived seeing ghosts every day, so I thought of this.

"If there was a deceased person, he would have been really sad. I don't know if you're angry or if you think you can't help it."

"Grandmother forsythia...I'm sure you're a saint right away.”

Compared to others, Haru and Yumi's worries were a bit realistic.

They know what happens when people die, and they face them every night.

"I'm sure you're a saint. That's what you should think."

But if it didn't.

"If not, he's from this neighborhood. Why don't we treat you well?”

"Yes, Mr. Haru!"

I don't have much to worry about though. I was able to give him a warm meal.

Haru and Yumi returned to the restaurant, leading a small mind.

It was closed for a while in the morning, so customers and delivery orders doubled in the afternoon.

I had to call Bonam for the first time in a while, and I worked frantically with Ye-young, who was very excited.

I didn't make it with my favorite vegetables, but japchae was still sold like hot cakes.

* * *

"I'm a little worried. Let's see what happens.”

Around midnight after such a long time.

Haru and Yumi, who were all ready to greet the ghosts and waiting for the store to open, swallowed their dry saliva.

Choi Han-seok, who was waiting behind the scenes, was not that different.Choi Han-seok, who was angry when he heard the story of grandmother forsythia and asked what such XXXXs were there, but now he was waiting nervously like Haru and Yumi.

It's a shame if my grandmother was well off, but if she wasn't, she would have come to the restaurant today with a very high probability.

The back of a house-guessing maniac that Yeomra gave me as a gift.

The light that brings ghosts grew bigger and bigger over time.

Every time Haru or Yumi made the ghosts well, the light grew bigger and bigger, and now it covers the whole neighborhood subtly.

Therefore, ghosts in the neighborhood where the table heaven was located naturally gathered at the restaurant of the day.

Maybe forsythia grandmother wasn't much different.

Deng--!

Time passed and it became midnight.

The door burst open, and ghosts began to pour in as usual.

And right then.

Yeah, that's right. I can't believe a person's hunch wasn't wrong.’

Haru, Yumi and Choi Han-seok couldn't help but care less about facial expressions.

Someone I missed and didn't want to see at the same time.

Grandmother forsythia was mixed among ghosts.

* * *

There are some rules among the ghosts of the table heaven.

And one of them is about the new ghost.

President Haru, President Haru!

The ghosts sitting in the restaurant gave Haru a lot of hints.

The fact that grandmother forsythia was pushed in at the front, and the ghosts seemed to have given a rough explanation outside the restaurant.

What kind of situation is your grandmother in? And things like what this restaurant is like.

"Grandma, do you remember me?”

I remember. Why can't I? The bachelor who used to buy vegetables and fruits every day at our bakery. I didn't know you were doing such a good job. If I had known, I would have given you more.

The forsythia grandmother who came to the restaurant looked no different from her life.

A face full of wrinkles but wise, and at the same time a gentle and soothing impression.

Therefore, the ghosts who brought such grandmother did not seem to be too embarrassed.

"What would you like to eat? We have japchae and seaweed soup today, and if you want anything else, I'll make it as much as I can."

Is there japchae? Then I'll take it. That's enough for me. I wanted to eat it. Did you go to my funeral today, bachelor?

"What? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.Yes, I'm back. Grandma."

I deliberately didn't want to talk about the funeral.

There were some scenes where I didn't see the ghost of grandma forsythia.

But now that my grandmother brought it up like this, I really had no choice.

When Haru and Yumi nodded a little awkwardly, Grandma knew it. He said.

Did you enjoy your meal there?

"Yes, I enjoyed the meal. Thanks to you."

Then you've heard my story, too. What I said in my will.

"……right."

It's gotten a little solemn.

Sure enough, the ghosts behind the grandmother gave Haru a hint, mixing all kinds of gestures and gestures.

In interpretation, this is what it meant.

[Grandma realized something!!!]

'That's a good thing.'

To be honest, I had a rough idea since grandmother forsythia brought up the will to Haru right away.

A will is the last word a person leaves before he dies.Of course, it would have been closely related to his resentment.

Then the problem narrows down a lot.

What grandmother's resentment is, and how a day can help.

I don't want much. I knew it as soon as I realized my resentment. I don't know if I'll be successful if I say Woozi.

"Oh, really?"

"Then tell me! We'll help you right away!"

My grandmother had a very nice personality. It was more than anything else for Haru and Yumi.

You know Hahn, you even know the solution? Then the story becomes too easy even if it's easy.

We'll have to hear what it is. If she was lucky, her grandmother could have been a saint today.

At the same time, the burden of the mind, which was losing a day, would be much lighter.

The work of the living and the dead is different.

Hmmmmm, an old lady who picked her neck pointed somewhere with her fingers.

Haru and Yumi made a lot of japchae in a big basin.

That's enough for japchae.

"Japchae?"

If you eat a delicious bowl of japchae, you'll be able to make it to heaven right away. Haru, can you help me?

A bowl of japchae is enough for me.

Even if it was easier than I thought, the ghosts who were watching the situation nervously from behind smiled at the same time as they breathed a sigh of relief.

You're gonna make it easy for her! That's because I thought of it automatically.

Haru, likewise, used a gentle laugh as a seasoning, scooped up japchae on a nice plate.

Seaweed soup and other side dishes were served together, and the official portion of heaven was quickly completed.

The eyes of Haru, who was watching Yumi and Choi Han-seok serve heaven's formalities to other ghost guests, soon turned to grandmother forsythia.

Grandmother still wore the forsythia belt. You can relax and relax now.

"Would you like to try it? Do you like it?"

Oh, thank you.

My grandmother looked through the japchae that Haru gave me and picked up the chopsticks.

Slurp vegetables, meat, and noodles with a big spoonful!

As expected, he/she enjoyed his/her meal because he/she was constantly correctional.

In this case, most of them do, but Haru and Yumi, who looked at them, were also heart-beating for some reason.

-Hmmm.

Grandmother ate one chopsticks and put them down.

Then he looked up and looked at the day.

It's delicious. As expected, a bachelor is a good cook well. I knew it when we picked vegetables from the bakery.

It's delicious, that word relieved my nervous heart of the day.

"That's a relief! I can't believe it tastes good.”

"We actually worked hard thinking about you!”

-But... -I'm a little disappointed. No, it's a little disappointing. First of all, the vegetables are kind of like that. Just looking at the spinach, it's tough and niggle. It's not a vegetable in my store, is it?

"You know it right away."

Of course! I've devoted my life to vegetable business!

But forsythia was not easy.

I was a bit disappointed with the vegetables in japchae for a day, and I was most worried about the quality of spinach.

He pinched that part like a ghost.

I'm sorry, but I don't think this is going to work. I want to eat japchae that tastes just like my house. That's why I said that in my will, and the lads didn't understand it at all, and they put up something weird. This is why I can't go up because it's unfair."Then... Shall we make japchae again tomorrow? I'll go to the market tomorrow, buy some good ingredients."

Then can I ask you to do that? Hahaha, I'm sorry about this.

"That's all right! That's our job."

Haru strengthened his fighting spirit. Grandmother forsythia smiled kindly.