Cooking Genius With God

There's been a lot of work, a lot of work done.

It has been only a week since I returned to Korea after a time in the United States that seemed to last forever.

After experiencing the previous daily life that followed for granted.

What happened in America felt as if it were a dream.

Like it's been a few years. Like it's all over already.

Perhaps that's why this peaceful daily life was more precious than anything else.

"Oh, monkfish and octopus are very fresh. You just got in, right?"

The time between dawn and morning.

Haru and Yumi headed to the market without fail. But there was something that caught my eye right away.

When I lifted the monkfish that looked fresh, the merchant man who laid the stand smiled awkwardly in surprise.

"As expected, you can't fool Haru into his eyes. This was caught at dawn in the West Sea and released 30 minutes ago. You really look like a ghost. I think you're better than me, a merchant."

"Kk, that's a joke. Then shall we go with this?”

"The octopus in the mouth looks like a picture. Steamed monkfish with spicy monkfish, and soft octopus with clear soup goes well with steamed monkfish with spicy broth."

If the ingredients are good, the menu of the day is decided in an instantaneously.

Simply, you can make the best of the good ingredients.

Steamed monkfish is made with bean sprouts so that it's less spicy to eat it with rice.

Plus, let's add cool octopus and soft spring onion soup. Rolled omelet is the best side dish in this situation.

I just imagined it in my head, but it really made my mouth water.

Perhaps the same was true of the merchant man, but there was a loud click.

"I'm going to have lunch in heaven today. It looks delicious."

"Please look forward to it. I'll make it delicious for you today."

"All right, all right. Gosh, but seeing Haru's face these days, it seems like he's been living a little. It felt like the market was dead after a few weeks of disappearance in the US.”

"Oh, yeah! Our mayor mascot is Haru. LOL!"

Merchants in the market laughing their heads off.

If you listen to it like this, the day you listen to it was a shameful compliment.

But for the past few days I've felt with my skin that this isn't an exaggeration.

The day after I came back from America.

As soon as I went to Yumi and the market, all the market merchants were surprised.

I've heard hundreds of times from merchants who said they've been waiting for the day to come.

The reason was quite interesting, but it became a fact that the items that I buy every day are of the right quality.

That's why there is competition, not competition.

On my way back from grocery shopping. Eating a big bite of the market hot dog, Yumi said as if she was amazed.

"Isn't it amazing to think about it again? I wanted Haru to buy it for me, so we were competing against each other. In the end, the quality of the whole market has gone up. It's a whole virtuous circle!"

"I thought until now what the merchants said was just to make me feel good."

Certainly, come to think of it, the quality of the products sold in the market has improved significantly compared to when Haru first settled here.

So it goes without saying that the number of people looking for the market has increased naturally.

Good things meet good things and make a bigger good.

A small virtuous circle, which began as a day, was before we knew it, bringing the market to life."Oh, and. Haru, I forgot to tell you last time."

"Hmm? Wait a minute."

Yumi, who quickly finished a big market hot dog, turned her head to say something.

A day with her eyes wide open took a handkerchief out of her pocket and matched it with her mouth.

"I have ketchup on my mouth. I can't believe you enjoyed it.”

Let's go!

Wipe the ketchup off my mouth lightly.

Yumi was surprised, stopped and opened her eyes wide.

"So what's going on? You said you couldn't tell me."

"I mean, what if he'sorry?”

"Yes, yes."

Yumi's face turned red, of course, because of her feelings.

But one day I didn't notice anything.

Although the love cells that had all died are slowly reviving, they still had to perform CPR right away compared to normal people.

Yumi, who had been absent-minded for a while, soon noticed that the expression of the day was fine.

Something ashamed of her, she coughed in a whimper and awkward way.

"Well, anyway. If it's nothing, it's nothing. A new regular came shortly after Haru left.”

"A new regular?"

"Yes. 70s? 80s? He was a grandfather who was a bit old. He came around the deadline and ate before leaving. He's been coming here a lot since then."

"Oh, that's unusual.”

In fact, it's not a big deal for grandparents to come. No, it's not just a job.

I don't know if it's because the restaurant is near the market, but a lot of people who are old came, and the price wasn't that expensive, so it was a restaurant that anyone could come to.

So there was a separate reason why Yumi was interested.

"But to be honest, I keep thinking about it. My grandfather came alone. Every time."

"……alone."

"Yes, it could be rude, so I didn't ask you anything else. But that kept stuck in my head. There's something about your grandfather's personality that'

Of course it's never a good thing to have fixed ideas or prejudices, but it was really inevitable that it bothered me.

Especially the job of a cook who meets at least a few dozen people a day to greet them and serve them meals.

"You look very personable on the outside, and you speak like that. They sometimes buy me yogurt and fruits."

"You're unique, as Yumi said."

"I know. It's a shame you haven't been here for a few days, but won't we see each other soon?”

Yumi's voice, which seemed to fly away until a while ago, has decreased a lot.

Her personality, which she said was similar to Haru. You must have been worried about your grandfather's guest.

Of course, it wouldn't have been obvious.

Besides, didn't you say you weren't here for about a week already?

Customers who were so regular that they could memorize their faces would come to mind day by day.

Maybe that's why they're telling Haru under the guise of coincidence.

Most of what she said happened felt like this.

There were more things to do with the mind than money, and so was the conversation between the two.

And one day I liked that kind of yumi. I felt something that couldn't be expressed in words that fit well.

"Something tells me the same thing. I don't know who it is, but I feel like you're coming today. So let's go and work hard. For the regulars!""Yay!"

"I keep saying this. Thank you for working alone without me. I'much.

"Huh, so let's go cook hard, okay? Haru?"

Thanks to Haru, Yumi's tension has risen a lot.

The two who ran like rabbits to the restaurant immediately began to prepare the dishes.

Time flew faster than ever.

* * *

"Oh, that's it! This is it!"

Slurp!

The merchant man, who was drinking the soup of Yeonpo-tang with a spoon, frowned coolly.

A little late for lunch, when the guest is slightly absent.

The merchant who sold the seafood really kept his promise to come to lunch today.

In addition, you didn't come alone, and four of you came with other friends, so I couldn't thank you more for a day.

With that in mind, I put a lot of octopus in Yeonpo-tang. Sure enough.

"Would you like another bowl?"

"Oh, can I?”

"You haven't even touched the rice yet, but you've already finished the soup. You're sweating a lot."

"Oh, I mean. I don't know who gave me the ingredients, but it's really delicious. Hmmmm, then I don't want to ask for more bare-mouth. Give me three bottles of soju. I can't stand this!"

After all, it's daytime drinking again.

You have to go back to work later, so I told you to drink just a little bit. Say something nice.

Yumi popped out and brought more soju to the merchants.

Slurp!

Just take it out of the liquor cabinet and pour a cold soju.

Chewy steamed monkfish, white and cool soup.

And as you enjoy the chewy and chewy octopus together, it was really quick for a bottle or two to disappear.

I'm looking at the merchants who finish the refilled Yeonpotang quickly and mix rice with steamed monkfish sauce.

The eyes of Haru, who was washing the dishes while he was away, were briefly turned to the clock.

It's break time soon. Less than 10 minutes are left before the last order for lunch.

"By the way, I don't think he's coming today. I'm a regular customer of the other grandfather."

"I know. You kept coming...…. Strange you're not coming."

"Well, maybe you found a better restaurant. We're not the only Korean restaurant around here."

"But we're the best Korean restaurant! It's a Korean restaurant run by the chef who won the American competition!"

Yumi shouts confidently.

As soon as Haru shushed, saying, "It's an embargo and you have to be careful," he smiled and lowered his head.

"Thank you for the meal today. I'm leaving now!"

"Yes, thank you. Come again!"

"Sir, do you want me to call Close now? We have to eat, too."

"Well, shall we?"

Time passed when I saw off the merchant customers.

Ye-young, who had been crying since earlier, asked carefully, saying she was hungry, and when Haru nodded, she quickly went outside.

I was hungry for a day, so I prepared rice right away.

There were days when I cooked other dishes, but today, I decided to eat this right away because the main dishes, Agujim and Yeonpotang, became so delicious.

Just as I was about to set the table and warm up the rice.

"Uh……. Boss? Hehe…….”

Ye-young, who went outside to change the sign, returned.

"Well, is the meal still available? I came a little late, though. Geo."

"I know. I ran into my grandfather as soon as I went outside. My grandfather came after a long time and said he'd be sad if I couldn't eat it. You know, right?

Not alone, but with a guest.

I knew the situation in an instant.Haru smiled and took out another bowl of rice.

"Of course. Come on in."

The owner of Bapsang Heaven was a man who could not see someone's stomach empty.