Cooking Genius With God

In fact, in principle, it doesn't make sense to have guests at break time.

It's not break time for no reason.

Especially, the more famous restaurants have, the simpler the break time is.

After a hard lunch break in a restaurant that is crazy crowded with customers, my whole body is exhausted.

That's why you have to send all the guests out and eat comfortably for a while.

Otherwise, we can't do dinner business normally.

The chef and the staff were human, so we had to make ends meet anyway.

In addition, there are many chefs who do not like the fact that other customers are watching the boss and staff eat.

It is against the spirit of service.

But at least Haru and Yumi didn't.

The two visited the restaurant because they were hungry, and they couldn't sleep at night if they just let go of a regular customer who visited for the first time in a while.

"Come on in. I'll give you your meal soon. What would you like to order?”

The day greeted the grandfather's guest whom Ye-young brought.

Sitting at the counter familiarly, he glanced at the day and said to Yumi.

"Is this the one? The boss who works in America?"

"Oh, right! This is Haru, the president I told you about last time. The real boss of Bapsang heaven.”

"Oh, you look so handsome. You look like a good cook."

Chuck!

Grandfather's guest reaching out his hand saying that.

My grandfather's behavior, which was much friendlier than I imagined, made me feel at ease every day.

When I carefully held hands full of wrinkles that felt traces of time, I felt strength.

My grandfather seemed to be still quite healthy compared to his age.

He wore a nice fedora because his white hair faded out a lot, and his clothes were also dressed in a suit that felt serious.

Although I couldn't help but notice that he was a little skinny, I thought he was the perfect person to call him a stylish man.

"I've heard a lot from Yumi. I heard you were a regular at our restaurant."

"Well, I'm not a regular. All the restaurants have no taste in food these days, but they gave it to me because it's like human food. That's why he's coming."

"Grandpa, it's been a while, hasn't it? You've been coming lately, but you haven't been here for a few days. I thought I couldn't see you anymore."

"Well, if you don't have any customers, that's what happens! There's been something going on these days. That's why I couldn't come, so don't worry.”

Was it true that Yumi said she was very close to customers?

Two people who really talk like real granddaughters.

"I thought it was because the food at our restaurant wasn't good. But don't worry! Now that Mr. Haru is here, it's going to be more delicious than what I made it.”

"That's what you'll have to eat. I don't say anything unless I've tried it. I didn't expect it."

"Well, I'll have to make it more delicious. I'll give it to you soon. You're going to eat the Heavenly Meal, right? Today's food is good. It's steamed monkfish and Yeonpo tang.”

"Yeonpo tang? That's nice. My teeth are so hard even at this age. He chews up all the octopus and stuff. What?"

A slightly distant way of speaking, but the temperature was warm.

Yumi quickly prepared her grandfather's meal while the staff prepared food for her.Rolled the rolled omelet again, and scooped enough rice and soup.

I filled the wooden tray beautifully and carefully with food and handed it over.

"Here's your heavenly meal! We'll be eating, so please let us know if you need anything."

"That's enough! Someone who's eating perfectly. They don't even bother dogs when they eat, but I'll eat well by myself, so don't worry and go eat.”

"Yes, enjoy your meal."

After bowing to greet, Yumi and Ye-young headed to the big table where they were waiting.

Thankfully, the two were not holding spoons until the day came.

Come to think of it, I didn't have time this morning, so this is my first meal.

Spoon and chopsticks headed first toward steamed monkfish, which I wanted to eat continuously.

Pick up a big piece of moist monkfish, cover it in crunchy bean sprouts, and dip in wasabi soy sauce.

"Hmm!"

"Wow, isn't it so delicious?”

"I know. Maybe it's because I'm dozing off more than when I tasted it. It's much better because the sauce is soaked in it.”

It's not just the dishes such as curry, jajangmyeon, and seaweed soup that become delicious by boiling them down.

Especially steamed dishes. Even dishes such as steamed monkfish and braised short ribs taste deeper as they boil down.

Steamed monkfish was just like that.

If you scoop up the sauce and mix it with rice, a smile was built, and it was not too spicy in the first place, so there was no pressure.

Even Yumi and Yeyoung emptied one bowl at the same time and rushed to the kitchen to scoop up another bowl.

In the middle, Yeyoung said to Yumi, "Since Haru is making it, it tastes better. It's just me, right? Don't you think?' and then bury the pinched side for a while.

'Grandpa... .. You're eating slower than I thought.’

I thought of it suddenly and looked back.

Grandfather's guest was still eating alone, and there was one thing that caught the eye of the day.

Maybe it's because I scooped enough rice.

Even after a little while, the rice served has not decreased as expected.

Of course, it was common sense for the elderly to eat slowly, but since it was their first time showing their hands to regular customers, there was a bit more anxiety.

What if it doesn't taste good? Is it because it tastes different from Yumi's?

Having thought about such things little by little, the meal was over before I knew it.

In Bapsang heaven, when you finish eating, you each have something to do.

Haru and Yumi make dishes for later dinner time, and Yeyoung does the dishes.

So everyone is getting up and going back to work in the kitchen.

"Please pay for it."

My grandfather got up and handed out a 10,000 won bill.

"Oh, have you finished your meal?”

"Well, it's just edible. Maybe it's because he's the boss who drank American water. This is the soup made by the president, right?

"Oh, you know right away."

Haru, who was helping me with the calculation, was surprised by the words of his grandfather who suddenly came in.

Really, Yumi cooked Yeonpo-tang and steamed monkfish for a day.

You got it right on the spot.

"When I tasted it, I knew it. The soup tastes like the CEO's hand, and the steamed one tastes different. Anyway, I enjoyed it. I'll be back.""You look like a ghost, by the way, thank you!"

Sneaking, I looked where my grandfather was. Soon the corners of the mouth of the day rose by itself.

To the extent that I was sorry for worrying, my grandfather ate clean food.

Of course, he left half of the rice.

However, that can be said because the day has saved a lot on purposely.

Looking at the side dish bowl that is completely empty, I feel like I feel full for the day.

I watched my grandfather die after paying the bill.

"Well, we'll have to work hard on the deadline.

"Fighting!"

"I've finished preparing the ingredients in the morning anyway, so let's hurry up and get some rest. I saw that strawberries came into the market really well today. Buy it and eat it. It's on me."

"Oh, I can't stand strawberries!"

It just so happened that I had little work to do, so a day was tricky.

There was no one in the world who would hate the sound of resting while eating delicious food.

Ye-young and Yumi quickly began to burn with passion.

Just as she, equipped with rubber gloves, was about to start washing dishes like crazy.

Chiririrring!

Suddenly, the door to the table heaven opened again.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's break time for us...….”

At first, I thought you were just a customer who mistook the time you sometimes come.

But it wasn't. The grandfather guest who left earlier came back.

"……Grandpa?"

"Tongue while eating. I heard you went to the US and got a nice prize. I just bought it."

Grandfather handing over a black plastic bag as if he was indifferent.

But it was bigger and heavier than I thought.

When I opened the plastic bag with a little embarrassment, there were red strawberries and market rice cakes in it.

That's Yumi's favorite, Shirutteok.

"Gasp, what's all this about?”

"I told you, I picked it up on the way.”

"No, but still. You don't have to give it to me like this...….”

"Grandpa, how do you know I like steamed rice cake? How do you know I like strawberries?"

"Thank you, really."

"You gave me a lot of food earlier. If there are people coming, there should be people going. Anyway, I'm going for it!"

Whoops.

Grandfather who disappeared before Haru told him to eat rice cake.

The word that he came like the wind and went like the wind couldn't fit this well.

Yumi said that her grandfather sometimes gave her a present like this, but when she received it, it felt very different.

Of course, there were times when regular customers bought me coffee and bread.

There was such a difference in mind that it was hard to express in words.

Haru, who was standing outside the restaurant until he couldn't see his grandfather, came back inside scratching his head.

Yumi and Ye-young had their eyes wide open, so they had no choice.

"Well, now that we're here, shall we eat this?”

"Oh yeah!"

"Are you that happy? I have to work anyway."

"Still, there's a reason why people call it a conspiracy, right? I'll just be a happy monkey. I've been craving steamed rice cake since yesterday!"

Ye-young came down to a cup of coffee.

That's how the unscheduled snack time started.

"Strawberries are sweet.”

The market rice cake was delicious, so it hurt my mouth, and I didn't even feel sour about how well you picked strawberries.

The amount was quite large, so I put strawberries on top for the guests who came in the evening, saying it was a service.

I love and appreciate the unexpected gift. To those who speak. One day, I said it was given by another customer, and I thanked him.She's a unique person. For some reason, I've been thinking about you ever since I first heard about you.’

It's a day when my intuition is getting better.

I don't know if this hit rate is good or not, but I worked silently thinking it would be better than nothing.

Time flies so fast, and it's time to waste midnight.

Choi Han-seok, who left the restaurant early in the morning to visit Seoul for the first time in a while, returned just before the door opened.

Haruyaaaaaaah!

"Long time no see. I heard you had a good trip to America."

"……there are a lot of unexpected customers today.

Of course, he also wore someone else next to him.

I suddenly thought.

"You went on a date with the Grim Reaper, not to see Seoul?"

It must not have been a coincidence that the relationship between the two ghosts was getting closer day by day.