Cooking Genius With God

"Well, I mean. You're the boss of the Baekbeom faction, right?”

Are you sure you're the one who's talking about fur?

When asked by Haru and Choi Han-seok, the man nodded naturally.

Like the ghost of the old man, he was also drinking alcohol, and he ate the stir-fried spicy pork he served as a side dish as if he was dying of taste.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm going to shed a lot of tears. He's dead now, so it's right to call him Baekbeompa. By the way, I don't know what the hell happened, but yeah. Your cooking skills are amazing! I can't believe stir-fried spicy pork is this delicious. Hahaha!

The furry answered the question roughly and ate the food with great enthusiasm.

Looking at the raucous grin and beard-messy appearance, it really looked like a bandit.

Yum yum, gulp!

At the end of the day, when he said he didn't have much time, he burped as if he had eaten rice, stir-fried spicy pork and a bottle of soju in an instant.

When Haru and Choi Han-seok frowned for a while, he smiled awkwardly, saying he was sorry.

When Haru roughly explained how he came to feed the ghosts, he even bowed his head deeply, saying he was doing a really good job.

Thank you for the meal. It's been years since I've had alcohol. I'm very happy for you.Right. Haru is a good person. Hmmmmmmmm. By the way, my kids came by?

The first time I've seen him, even Haru, who is younger than him, uses honorifics.

Contrary to the general impression of a gangster, he was more polite than I thought.

"Yes, I'm asking you to give me your seat tax. He had a big mole on his left eye.”

Yeah, he's got a really bumpy body.

If it's a big mole on the left eye, it looks like Hyukjoo.

"Hyukju? By the way, he introduced himself to be a hairy cat."

-Oh, I mean...….

I didn't know what was going on from the beginning.

His name is Hyukjoo, because he introduced himself as furry.

Furbo, who looked at the ground for a while as if he was thinking about something, sighed and opened his mouth.

It's a bit complicated to explain, but it's been three years since I died. But our Baekbeom group is very affectionate. Maybe it's because I raised them like sons.

A gangster has a lot of affection. Oh, my, my. That makes a lot of sense.

When Choi Han-seok, who looked unhappy, said sarcastically, he swept his hair as if he was embarrassed.

-Anyway... -I'm so sorry for the damage caused by our kids. I had to take better care of my children in my lifetime...….

They were two people who didn't think they would apologize openly like this, so they said it's okay.

Choi Han-seok, who treated him as if he didn't like him, also looked much more relaxed.

Furbo sat down and drank three glasses of soju in a row.

Perhaps the alcohol rose quickly, he burped small with a red face and opened his mouth.

- Actually, I had a lot of trouble with that, too. Because there are so many sins I've committed in my life. I know it's already late, but I'd like to atone for it now. Excuse me, Mr. Haru. So by the way.

Driven by a fast-rising intoxication, Haru was asked carefully.

I saw that look a lot one day.Choi Hanseok and none of them.

There was only one reason why most of the ghosts who passed by the day looked like that.

- As you said earlier, I don't remember Han. I don't know how he died.…. Still, this one thing is for sure. The fact that the restriction must be related to the white-collar faction.

"I'm sure it is. "You've been living in the Baekbeom faction for most of your life."

-Yes, that's right. That's why I'm telling you, but if it's okay with you, can I come back tomorrow? I'd like to help the boss.

I'll come back tomorrow.

Just in time for Hyuk-joo, one of his members, to come back.

If you use the remaining memories to make a fuss somehow, you will not be able to touch the boss.

In addition, talking to other members of the organization may remind you of your own resentment.

So the furry asked Haru carefully.

One day, who had been agonizing for a while, answered in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter when you come to our Warm Day. As the name implies, it's a cart bar designed to give a warm meal to the ghosts."

Come to think of it, there wasn't a single day left to lose.

Some were so polite that I didn't think he was a scary thug that I heard from his ghost, and maybe it wasn't a cart bar made to feed the ghosts in the first place.

In addition, there was no reason to do it every day to solve the problem of thugs who were troublesome.

Because he was just a little eccentric ghost guest.

Thank you, Mr. Haru! Then, I'll visit you around the time you open the cart bar tomorrow. Oh, and I had a great meal today. It was so delicious!

When Haru accepted with a nod, Furbo jumped up and bowed to thank him.

It was almost 3 a.m., and it was time for the door to close soon.

"Oh, and you can pay as much as you want. In the afterlife, the heart is more important than the amount of money."

I see, boss. Wait a minute.

The hairy man who said so suddenly opened his mouth.

Then, he may take out three 50,000 won bills that sparkle from under his tongue.

It's not a wallet, but Haru and Choi Han-seok opened their mouths when they were watching bills coming out of their mouths.

The furry, who paid politely, scratched his head as if he was embarrassed, and said.

Ahaha... Well, there's a custom among gangsters that puts money in their mouths when someone dies. To keep your mouth shut when you die.

It's not even a pig's head used for examinations.

Thinking he's a real odd man, Haru accepted the money he offered.

Slurp~!

The hands of the clock go backwards again. This time it was six hours.

Saying thank you and sorry several times, Teolbo left the cart bar.

As soon as his appearance disappeared, it became exactly three o'clock when his ears closed.

Choi Han-seok, who has become translucent again, floats in front of the day. Said.

- I honestly don't like it. Anyway, he's a gangster, a gangster.

"But what can we do? He's a hungry ghost before that, and he's a customer of our cart bar. Besides, you seem like a nicer person than I thought...…. Can't you trust me for now?"

Haru, if you want to, you have to. I like everything about you, but it's a problem because he's so nice. So how are you going to live in this barren world?

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh There's a chef who's very smart."What? He's such a good speaker. Haigo... I can't believe it's so big from the first business. It tastes like a real deal.

"It's fun and nice."

Choi Han-seok gave up saying that he can't help it.

He also didn't seem so unhappy with the furbos.

I had to do business tomorrow too, so I cleaned up the food truck in a flash.

The same goes for "A Reliable Day" in the morning. The same goes for "Warm Day" at night.

Whether it's a person or a ghost, many people promised to come back tomorrow.

I had to move fast for such guests.

The joy of business that you can't taste at Michelin restaurants, which are always busy and running hard.

It was exhausting, but I couldn't stop laughing at the mouth of the day.

* * *

And the afternoon of the next day.

Right after finishing the morning business of 'A Reliable Day'.

Laughter was in full bloom on the face of Haru, who was settling his profits today.

"Sales exceeded 1 million won! 1.5 times as much as yesterday...…. Hahaha!"

Today, we have sold out as many as 150 sandwiches.

Students who said they would bring their friends back yesterday really came back with two or three friends next to them, and thanks to the rumors that word of mouth spread in a day, many students came to see them.

The Noryangjin academy is not as big as I thought, so is it because the students living here know each other or not?

Thanks to the influx of students from the morning, I had to cook tteok-galbi and make sandwiches all day long, but where is that?

Seeing students eating a sandwich without knowing that the sauce around their mouth was full, they literally seemed to be getting rid of their fatigue.

Some students even gave small gifts such as drinks and snacks for a hard-working day.

It's only my second day of business, but when I asked him what he was giving me, he said, "It's like the affection of people who work hard in Noryangjin."

It was strangely touching.

I had to close the business two hours earlier than scheduled because I ran out of materials I thought I had prepared enough.

700,000 won from the second day of business.…. I'm afraid of you at this point. No matter how Noryangjin is, does this make sense?

"I don't know. But I feel really good! This is the taste of business."

Choi Han-seok, who was just looking at the sunny day, smiled despondently, as if he didn't care about the oil stains on his whole body because he was working all day.

It wasn't just because I made a lot of money.

It wasn't because of the money that started the food truck business in the first place.

Doing business and cooking out of the sight of the boss.

One day I had clearly felt what the joy was.

Yeah, yeah. If you like Haru, I like it too. You must have had some free time, just clean it up and go to the bathhouse. You know you're in a total oil shower, right?

"Yes! I'll have to go grocery shopping quickly. Ugh, I'm so glad that the morning business went well. What will happen to the evening business...…. I hope Mr. Hairy keeps his promise."

The rugged thug who swept the day's stalls last night had warned he'd come back this evening.

The furry also came back and said he would help me somehow, but I couldn't help but worry."I really hope everything goes well without any problems…….”

Thinking about what to make this evening, he murmured quietly with a slightly darker look on his face.