Cooking Genius With God

For now, I put aside my embarrassment for a moment, but I asked what happened.

Myung-seok and Sang-hyuk were the ones who helped each other a lot during the day.

I just thought you were interested in food because you kept glancing at your day's work while you were working, but you wanted to do business.

I didn't hate it, but realistic worries came first.

"Well, I think Haru knows that, but now our organization is almost completely destroyed. Most of the kids are getting ready to go back to their hometowns."

"By the way, we can't go back home. I'm from Germany, and Sanghyuk doesn't have any connection here. My parents are all dead...….”

"So we're just going to settle down here in Noryangjin. But we have to find a way to make ends meet. So what I was thinking about was cooking."

This was the situation between the two.

It was said that the Baekbeom faction almost collapsed thanks to Haru and Hulbo's joint operation.

I had to go back somewhere, but Myung-seok and Sang-hyuk had nowhere to go back.

So I'm worried about that's why. The conclusion was that he wanted to run a food truck in Noryangjin.

Just like the day they've been seeing over and over again.

It was sad that there was no place to go back, and I wanted to help them as much as I could because they were the people who really helped me throughout the day.

But the cooking is not easy, so I asked first.

"By any chance, do you two know how to cook? Do you know how to cook or anything?"

Whatever you do, if you're going to do food truck business, you need to have the basics of cooking.

But the two just answered with a gloomy look on their faces.

"I'm... good at making ramen. Brother Haru."

"I can even make a fried egg! I'm not confident about half-boiled eggs. I can do it anyway!"

That's right. As expected, there was no background knowledge or basic skills about cooking.

From what I heard from the furry, I wondered if it was natural that they came to Seoul as young people and worked only within the Baekbeom faction, but what I was worried about remained unchanged.

If you're really going to collect it, you're going to have to teach me the basics.

"I know. That's why I'm worried. Can I take it or can I teach you well...….”

Cooking seems easy on the face of it, but there is no hard work like that if you try it yourself.

The risk of all kinds of injuries is a plus because you have to live completely stuck to fire and knives.

Will these two people be able to do it properly?

"Wait a minute. Let me change my mind a little bit, and look at it nationally…How about …?”

An idea flashed through my mind of a day when I was thinking about various things.

Huh? What are you talking about? You think it's a big deal?

"Other than just teaching you two how to cook. Let's think about what to do after that. It just so happens that the place where I was doing business has become clean and there must be a lot of space, because the number of customers is increasing...….”

Huh? Huh? Haru, don't tell me!

As expected, Haru and Choi Han-seok hit it off well.

Choi Han-seok, who immediately caught the intention of the day, opened his eyes wide.

I think it's okay to think about it several times," he said.

"That's right. I'm doing my own business here anyway, and it's true that it's a little too much because there's a lot of customers. But if we could increase the number of food trucks that are operating here."A whole new business district could be formed. If you do well, Noryangjin's main business district can move over from Cupbap Street to where you are!

If the commercial district of the place of business is not good, or if it is ambiguous to call it a commercial district beyond the level of not good.

Then, why don't we just turn it into a supermarket?

In the first place, a good commercial district means a place where many people visit and there are many good shops.

Already, a huge number of people are visiting due to Haru's food trucks, SNS, and various word-of-mouth rumors, so if you put more good stores in here, you can quickly transform into a mega-market.

In addition, there have been many inquiries about whether the street is clean and if it is okay to do business here.

All the conditions for drawing the big picture are perfectly matched.

"On top of that, I can decide what kind of store you're going to do. All I have to do is teach you how to cook. If there is a shop that goes well with sandwiches...….”

This is it! This is it! Haru, you must be a real genius. I can't believe I'm going to create a customized business district myself. That's the beauty of business!

Choi Han-seok, who swelled up in his dream, burst into anticipated laughter.

I couldn't hide my laughter even when I was whispering to others because I thought they might think it was weird.

However, it is too early to make a fuss.

I coughed a few times to Myung-seok and Sang-hyuk, who were looking at the day wondering what was going on.

"For now, I get it. I've received a lot from both of you, so I'll do my best to help you."

"Hey, are you serious? Thank you!"

"Thank you, Haru! I'll do my best to learn! Haru's cooking is the best, so I'll do my best to keep up with him!"

You two are full of energy.

But you can't ask me to start cooking right away.

First of all, I gave you a homework to accumulate some experience.

"Then you two go outside and go around other food trucks a lot. All food trucks within a radius of at least three kilometers from here are visible! It's like that.

"You mean learn and feel first."

"Yes, how much food costs, how you cook, and how well you do business. Please eat a lot of food and think about the menu you want to make. If you can't decide, I'll decide for you, so don't worry too much."

"All right, Haru. Then I'll be right back and get back!"

"I'm so confident in one more thing I eat!"

The two rushed off as soon as Haru spoke.

With a little puzzled, Haru waved and cheered for me.

* * *

"Whoosh... Whoosh...….”

"I ate like my stomach was going to explode. Brother Haru!"

It was the afternoon of the next day that Myung-seok and Sang-hyuk returned.

Similar to yesterday, around the end of the day's food truck business.

Indeed, I've only eaten since last night, and my face has doubled in just one day.

Maybe it was swollen because I ate a lot of salty food, but I could still feel the passion of the two.

But it wasn't just eating.

"Of course, it's still a long way off, but we've done our own research.""I'm sorry I didn't learn well, but my handwriting is bad. But I did my best, Haru!"

Myung-seok and Da-hyuk took a small note out of their pockets.

It was a note with a cheap ballpoint pen that seemed to have been bought at a stationery store, and it was a summary of what the two people felt while walking around food trucks.

I can't say it's pretty, but it's crooked here and crooked.

The messy letters were filling up a notebook.

I didn't expect you to put so much effort into it.

A little surprised Haru picked up their notes.

"You've worked really hard.”

"Of course! No one else, but Haru believed in us."

"I don't know about anyone else, but I'll never let you down as much as Haru and the hairy brother!"

A quick answer was immediately returned.

A happy smile was drawn around Haru's mouth.

"So, have you decided on the menu? The dish you want to cook."

"I haven't decided yet. I don't have any inspiration.”

"I've decided what I want to cook!"

Lee Sang-hyuk scratched his head saying, "I still don't know," and Kim Myung-seok shouted confidently, "I have decided what I want to eat."

To be honest, Haru and Choi Hanseok thought they couldn't decide what to cook.

He asked, looking at the bright stone, which seemed unexpectedly confident.

I was really looking forward to what kind of dish they'd choose.

"Really? What kind of food is it?”

"I want to try selling fish-shaped buns!"

"Bungeoppang?"

But it's bungeoppang.

I was thinking of foods like cube steaks and hot dogs that go better with food trucks, but out of the blue, bungeoppang?

I couldn't quite predict why.

When asked why Haru was bungeoppang, a chubby Myung-seok answered confidently.

"There were a lot of fish-shaped buns on the street because it was cold and windy season. As Haru said, I stopped by and tried it, but I didn't like it."

"You didn't like it. Why? Because it's too expensive?”

"No, the price seemed reasonable. By the way, everyone put too little Angkko. The life of a fish-shaped bun is Angkko, but it was so small that it didn't taste right!"

I mean, this is what Myung-seok said.

There is so little red bean paste filling in the bungeoppang sold on Noryangjin Street that he wants to sell bungeoppang.

"I mean it. I'd like to make a fish-shaped bun with lots of delicious Angkko! Angkko is the best when it's full!"

"No, kkk. By the way."

Freshly baked fish-shaped buns.

Pick up a hot guy and cut it in half to reveal the black red bean paste.

The flavor that's delicious and sweet.

You can eat the head first or the tail first. Also, custard cream bungeoppang was a real delicacy.

Bungeoppang, where white choux cream flows out, was a small but definite happiness that can only be tasted during this season.

"I'm sure Haru knows it well. All the Noryangjin bungeoppang are empty. If you eat such empty bungeoppang, won't your guests be spoiled?"

"That's right, right. You're right."

The reason for being quite primary.

But Myung-seok, who said that, seemed really serious.

Seeing him, who has a huge body like a mountain, perform enthusiastically about how precious the red bean paste in the fish-shaped bun is, it made me smile.

"Okay, this is rather good. It's a little harder to make bungeoppang than making ramen. Myungseok said he's confident in cooking ramen, so he'll probably be good at bungeoppang.""Is that so? Thank you, Haru! I'll do my best to learn!"

"Yes, for bungeoppang with plenty of red bean paste."

This set the menu for Myungseok.

It's Lee Sang Hyuk's turn to sell something.

I was able to tell you right away because I had already thought about what it would be good for Haru to decide with Choi Han-seok.