Cooking Genius With God

-In my life...? Well, I don't remember anything.

"Do you know why? I heard years of memories were lost even before he died. Even about the family. To put it another way, you did what was left of your family. It's a pile of karma!"

To your family? Me?

"Yes, I don't know exactly, but that's for sure.”

- I... ..family......my factory,my daughter. And...

Park Gun-il's eyes were sunken after hearing a day's work.

My whole body trembled as if it was painful.

Boom!

He muttered something, looking out into the air with unfocused eyes, and soon jumped out of his chair and got up.

How hard he stood up, the chair he was sitting on bounced off to the other side.

He went straight to the liquor store and brought several bottles of soju, and started blowing a bottle of soju without any side dishes, without pouring it into the glass.

So now it's in this state.

He said, "Oh, what's wrong with me! Hey, you Park Gun Il!

No, I mean. Hey, you've been drinking a lot. Oh, my. I've never seen a ghost so drunk before.

No, I'm not drunk. So this Park Gun-il used to be a factory...….

That's the eighth time I've said that. Sigh, this is driving me crazy. the real thing

2:30am.

Time for the ears to close soon.

It was time for ghosts to mostly finish their meals and talk to each other or enjoy simple desserts and drinks, but today's table heaven was devastated by Park Gun-il.

One day I was genuinely curious. I wonder where the perfect truth came from.

'Drinking like an alcoholic, not enough to be a dog when drunk, twisting the limits like crazy, bullying other ghosts. What kind of boss monster is that?’

I thought it would be Park Gun-il if I gathered all the best facts to be seen in restaurants.

As expected, evil spirits are evil spirits for no reason.

I have a ton of other things to do, but I had to deal with Park Gun-il over and over again.

What happens even if Haru or Choi Han-seok turns off the nerves?

What, you don't even want to talk to me? You're such a jerk! You know, the couple ghost. Are the sesame seeds pouring in today? Come here. Because this adult will tell you about life.

In doing so, the other ghosts sparkle.

It goes without saying that the faces of the couple ghosts who were caught in Park Gun-il's eyes were rotten properly.

Choi Han-seok and Haru whispered to each other somehow.

Haru, let's just endure today somehow. Tomorrow is Saturday, so isn't it a holiday? Let's just endure today and think about what to do with Gunil tomorrow. Huh?

"That's the way to go, huh? I know I shouldn't say this. I keep wondering if this is what the Grim Reaper said about a "one big crisis."

Yeah, it's a big crisis. I'm going crazy because you keep talking to me! Come on, can't you just take one shift? Haru!

"That's... you mean?"

Choi Han-seok appealed to Haru to save him, but Haru did his best to avoid his eyes.

Because I knew there were few things in the world that were as painful as dealing with a drunken scoundrel.

Around the time the embarrassed day somehow finds an excuse.

-Ring ring!-Ring ring!

His cell phone, which had been left on one side of the counter, began to ring wildly.

I first thought that there would be no one to call at this time after 2 a.m., but that was not important now.

Haru, who smiled, saying, "I really can't help it," rushed out of the restaurant with his phone.

"Sorry, it's an important call!"

Hey, you didn't even see who you were! It's a day, it's a day!

As I went out of the restaurant, struggling to turn over Choi Han-seok's voice behind my back, a cool dawn wind blew.

My eyes narrowed when I checked the phone that was still ringing.

[From: Park Joo-hyuk Head Chef (Old Television)]

"Chef Park Joo-hyuk at this hour?"

The caller is none other than Park Joo-hyuk.

In the first place, he wasn't the one who called Haru very often, and he wasn't the one to call at this late hour.

A bad feeling flowed down my spine.

As soon as Haru pressed the green answer button, he heard a familiar voice.

by the way

-Uhhhhhhhhaha!

Hey, nurses, come on! I'm out of breath here!

I'll give you a painkiller right away!

Park Joo-hyuk's voice was so loud that it was buried.

The sound of someone sounding middle-aged men moaning painfully, the voice of doctors screaming and moving busily.

On the face of it, it was clear that it was a hospital emergency room.

Park Joo-hyuk is calling from the emergency room at dawn?

It was as clear as it wasn't a big deal.

"BAR, Chef Park Joo-hyuk? What's the matter?"

Uh, uh, Haru. I'm sorry at this late hour. Actually, we're in the emergency room right now. I was taking other chefs to my car after the oral fairy tale, and there was a car accident.

"Bridge, traffic accident?! Then the person who is shouting right now...….”

You're not the other chef of oral fairy tales, are you?

Anxiety grew, just in case.

Just as Haru's lips were about to turn blue, Park Joo-hyuk shook his head, saying it wasn't.

There's a man next to us who's been brought to 119 right now. It's urinary tract stones. He was in a lot of pain. It's not us, so don't worry.

"Urinary Absence..." Yes, chef. So you're not seriously hurt?”

Fortunately, all I got is a little bit of a scratch. The other chef sitting next to me broke his leg. They say I need to be hospitalized for at least a month. As a matter of fact, that's fine. I think I can do something about the restaurant after giving it a vacation. There's a separate problem.

What Park Joo-hyuk told Haru was roughly like this.

Park Joo-hyuk and one other chef stayed late in the oral fairy tale and had an accident on their way home after practicing cooking.

So I was hospitalized because the chef's leg was broken, and the problem was that the chef was supposed to give a special lecture at Park Joo-hyuk's academy tomorrow.

Even Park Joo-hyuk can't attend because he has another schedule tomorrow.

"If it's an academy. Are you talking about the cooking academy you told me about when you came to our restaurant?"

Yes, but I can't cancel it because I've already received tuition fees from students. So by the way, Haru. Don't you want to go out by any chance? Cooking academy special lecture.

"I'll... give you a special lecture. As an instructor?"

Haru, you have a lot of experience compared to your age. Honestly, I acknowledge your cooking skills first. I mean, what can we do? Let me ask you a favor. Oh, pay is fine, too. It's about 2 million won for a 6-hour class."Two million won for six hours!"

Honestly, I know it sounds ridiculous to say this the day before. I wouldn't have understood it if I were you. Can't you just do something about it? Just go tell me a few of your favorite dishes! It's up to you anyway. I'll take care of the rest!

Park Chu-hyuk has almost appealed to him.

Given that Park Joo-hyuk, who was so proud, said this much, it seemed like it was really not a small thing.

Even that special lecture is tomorrow.

Besides, it was already past midnight, so it was today.

But the pay is good. Honestly, even if I don't pay, it was a day when I taught students, but it was fun.’

Haru, who asked for a moment to think about it, put his hand on his chin.

If it costs 2 million won per six hours, it is more than 250,000 won per hour.

Of course, giving that amount of money means that there are many people coming.

Besides, don't you have experience in cooking and teaching students?

At that time, I learned a lot from teaching students, and it was truly fun.

I thought that if I had a chance someday, I'd like to see him in that kind of place.

What a perfect opportunity has rolled in.

The day nodded.

"I'll try. Chef Park Joo-hyuk."

-I mean, really? Wow, thank you so much. Haru, the answer was to call you! You really saved my life. Huh? You know, right?

"What? Buy me a meal later."

I can't take it with rice. Good things will happen no matter what later. Then, I will send you the location and time on the phone. Please come out on time tomorrow. If you send me the recipe, I'll try to find the ingredients even if I go to the market early in the morning.

"Yes, sir!"

A day when I answered bravely.

Park Chu-hyuk hung up the phone saying thank you for saving his life over and over again.

"By the way, you said life doesn't even know what's going to happen. I didn't expect to have such a special lecture.”

I feel like I'm in some way.

At the same time, what the grim reaper said continued to haunt me.

"One big opportunity and one big crisis.”

Then what about this?

The timing was the same, and I couldn't get rid of the feeling that this lecture was an opportunity that the grim reaper said.

But there is nothing we can know right now.

In the upcoming lecture, Haru headed to the restaurant again, thinking about what food to make.

"I'm sorry to Chef Choi Han-seok."

Maybe he's exhausted from dealing with Park Gun-il by now.

By the time Haru arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, the door of the restaurant opened strongly.

Two male ghosts, who were a little big, were walking out of the restaurant, surrounding Park Gun-il, who was completely drunk and whose film was cut off.

"Oh, my God. How much did you drink again?”

to do now I can't believe we're out of film.

Choi Han-seok shouted, "I'm really exhausted from Haru, who opened his mouth when he saw the giant being carried away."

He's almost an alcoholic. I should've known since you drank so much yesterday. She said she couldn't remember, and she drank a lot of alcohol, and she was gone.

"Have you been drinking since I left?"Yes. I was drunk and fell down in the restaurant. Sigh, I'm going crazy. Haru, what are you going to do with him?

Park Gun-il, who usually only used to be a bad customer when he didn't drink, became too aggressive when he drank.

Even it was not just sipping and drinking alcohol, but literally gulping it down, so I wondered if I really had alcoholism in my life.

Excuse me, boss. I'm really sorry. We have to do this somehow.

I know. We'll talk to each other and find a solution. You always care about me. I'm so sorry. Mr. Haru.

As Choi Han-seok was head-to-head, the couple's ghosts walked and bowed their heads.

They say they are sorry for ruining the atmosphere of the restaurant because of the ghost Park Gun-il.

"No, it's up to the owner to take care of the restaurant. If anything, I'm sorry."

I said it was okay several times a day, but the ghosts' sorry signs were not easily erased.

Business is really not easy.

Feeling that again, my ears closed before I knew it.

Choi Han-seok, who returned to an opaque ghost, murmured as he looked at the day.

I'd like to kick him out if I could. One day he's...…, you wouldn't want to.

Most people would just call the police or try to keep them out of restaurants when they are in this situation.

But it wasn't one day.

It's true, but he was also a hungry ghost. I don't want to kick you out.

After learning Park Chu-hyuk's deep twisted and entangled resentment, he was looking at him as if he was miserable.

He's the nicest person I've ever seen in my life. Haru. Well, I'm sure he's the lion of the underworld.

Besides, you're just a pushover.

He was a person who lived such a good life but took care of all his own interests.

Choi Han-seok really liked that look of the day.

"Oh, right. Chef Choi Han-seok. When I went out to pick up the phone. That was Chef Park Joohyuk's call.”

What do you mean Joohyuk? At this hour?

"He went to the hospital in a car accident. Oh, don't worry. He wasn't seriously hurt. But the chef who was riding with me...….”

A day to tell Choi Hanseok about what happened earlier.

Choi Han-seok, who raised his right hand, said it was not a bad opportunity.

Sounds fun. I'll have to hurry up and get ready tomorrow. Do you have anything in mind you want to cook?

Then answered the day as if it were a matter of course.

"I thought of one very nice thing."