Cooking Genius With God

From that day on, Yumi became a new member of the table heaven.

Something beyond just a part-time job or employee relationship.

Of course, Yumi's arrival did not significantly change the daily routine of the restaurant.

"Oh, chef. Look at this! We have a great potato today. If a box of this is 10,000 won, it's free!"

"Yes, it's full of eggs. Shall we buy this and cook potatoes as a side dish today?”

"That's great. If the side dish is braised potatoes, seaweed soup and grilled mackerel are the best main dishes."

"Wow, that's the best!"

We went to the market early in the morning and went grocery shopping.

I went to the food materials company where Yumi worked and ordered ingredients that I couldn't buy at once.

I came back to the restaurant and started cooking right away.

Braised potatoes, boiled seaweed soup with tuna, and fried mackerel.

With Yumi's help, the work, which usually takes nearly five hours, ended in two hours.

Time has been cut by more than half.

It was not just the time.

It was three times more comfortable to do things alone.

Every day, which was tight without any time to breathe, turned into a comfortable and relaxed relaxation as Yumi came in.

It was a very pleasant change.

Screeching--!

After applying the bones of the sufficiently bought mackerel, it was lightly coated with flour and baked as if frying it in oil.

Crispy fish fillets.

If you take off a piece of meaty skin and pear side, which doesn't smell fishy, and put it on top of white rice.

"It's so greasy and salty. Ugh, that's awesome.”

"Do you like the taste?"

"It's not okay. It's killing me. I was eating mackerel and rice, and I ate a piece of red kimchi. If you drink seaweed soup, it's just."

Today's first guest was a man in work clothes.

A young man in his mid to late twenties.

I heard that you work as a day laborer at a construction site near here, but you came to eat breakfast because you couldn't find a job today.

But you ate too well for someone who was disappointed.

He put a piece of fish and kimchi on top of rice and drank it all the way to the soup, and other customers sitting next to him drooled.

"Oh, I'm dead! Koreans always eat rice! Thank you for the meal. The young boss is so good with his hands!"

"Thank you. I'm glad you enjoy it."

"What! To be honest, it was more delicious than my wife made it for me. Mackerel tastes better when it's salty like this, right? Hahaha!"

The man who finished the formal meal in 10 minutes jumped to his feet.

She said she was going back to the office in case there was anything else to do, but Yumi, who was washing the dishes, brought something and called the uncle.

"Have this, sir!"

"This is... yogurt, isn't it? Wow, you have such a good sense!"

"Originally, it's only for group guests, but I just took it out without the boss knowing. Have a sweet meal and cheer up. I'm sure you have to be work. Don't that right?"

"Of course! Good things will come soon. Really. I'll definitely come back!"

He left the restaurant as if he liked it, but soon his expression became much brighter.

As if I'm really encouraged with a sense of strength.

After drinking yogurt in one shot, he left the restaurant vigorously.

Yumi's sense was not the only one.

"Grandma, so how was your son? I got a job.”

"I know, right? My daughter joined a trade-related company this time. I just got promoted in two months. He's so patient.""Oh, you're a great man. If you're promoted in 2 months, you're so talented. It's so awesome!"

"Base, base, base? Chisel, it's like seeing my daughter when she was little. You're talking to an old man like this."

"Hey, what are you talking to? I'm just asking because I'm curious."

"Thank you, I'll have to come often. To see my granddaughter. Ugh!"

Starting with talking to your grandmother who came to eat alone.

I also comforted a middle school student who came to eat alone after going to academy.

He even handed over a bucket of seaweed and fried eggs to a child who complained that he would not eat the fish because it was fishy and his mother who was about to cry.

Even the child, who talked with Yumi for a while, carefully ate a piece of mackerel and smiled, saying it was delicious, making my mouth hurt.

I didn't expect it to be this bad. I'm telling you.'

I was grateful for Yumi's help in the restaurant, but she even cared about each and every guest.

I didn't feel like I cared just because I was a customer.

With all due respect, carefully. Yumi gave her heart to people.

It must have been my first time working here, but it was more than a managerial level.

Then, the satisfaction of the guests was incomparably higher than before.

When Haru was doing business alone, he was too busy to take care of the little things.

It was too much for me to take orders, cook, serve, clean the table and even pay for it.

However, as Yumi came in and had time to spare, things began to be seen that had not been taken before.

Like dust in the corner of the restaurant or empty side dishes. Such trivial but important things.

Like that, the table heaven became a better restaurant.

As expected, I'm glad I brought Yumi. I'm telling you.'

Business, which was like the first day, ended leisurely.

After sending out all the guests, he cleaned the restaurant lightly and stood in the kitchen with a kitchen knife.

Seaweed soup, which was a breakfast menu, was originally boiled enough, so it was still left, so I took out the mackerel jaban again and put it in flour to prepare the bottom.

Yumi, who was stir-frying zucchini for the side dish, asked carefully.

"So, now you're waiting for the ghosts? Chef Haru."

"You can just call me boss, not chef Haru. Comfortably."

"Well, now we're gonna work together until we die. Mr. Haru!"

Oh, my God, until I die. Isn't that too harsh? Hahaha!

Yumi smiled and slapped Haru's shoulder lightly.

As it was a joke that could be made because it was Yumi, Choi Han-seok, who was watching from the side, giggled as his stomach burst out laughing.

Hm, hm, hm, a day of coughing went on.

"Well, anyway. That's right. As Yumi knows, the table heaven is a two-part program. People, and ghosts. People are done with business, so it's time for ghosts.”

"Are the last guests coming?”

"Most of the time. There are ghosts who come to see the light of the sign. There are people who release their resentment and worship. Nobody knows what's going to happen."

"Something's interesting. Nobody knows what's going to happen, right? Or a demon like my father could come!""Ahaha... ..right, well."

Yumi who talks about her father casually.

But one day I knew.

Yumi is doing this to make her feel less guilty about her father.

It was a woman who really didn't know how kind she was.

Screaming--!

I baked mackerel at 12 o'clock.

Around the time the fishy savory and salty smell filled the restaurant.

At midnight, the door opened, and ghosts waiting in front of the restaurant began to rush in.

Haru, we have three dishes!

There are four here! Ugh, that mackerel smells so good!

Please give us four, too. Oh, and if you don't mind, could you make me ramen? With two eggs floating...…hehe.

A flood of spells.

Okay, I'll give you everything, so wait a little bit!

"I'll give you rice and soup right away, so eat this first. Mackerel and side dishes will be served soon."

Choi Han-seok and Haru rolled up their sleeves and prepared for business as always.

Of course, the ghosts' attention was drawn to the new faces in between.

But she's...The last time it was worn down, he.

Oh, you work here? That's awesome!

The nurse ghost and her daughter looked at Yumi and opened their eyes wide as if they were curious.

Most of the other ghosts responded similarly.

They and other ghosts were also watching Yumi literally die and come back to life, but it's amazing to see her working with Haru like this.

"That's what happened. I've become a staff member of this table heaven from today! I learned cooking from Haru, and we worked together."

That's good. CEO Haru seemed to have a hard time doing it alone.

But did you say Yumi? You should learn a lot from Haru. To catch up with the taste. I'm sorry to say this to my wife who's still alive, but the food here should be delicious!

A ghost of an old man who threw a joke while looking at Yumi with a mischievous expression while eating his favorite side dish even though grilled mackerel has not been served yet.

Choi Han-seok laughed and shouted.

The zucchini and garlic bell stir-fry that Yumi made. It's your third refill already!

Huh? Really?

Haru and I taught me the recipe, but Yumi made it. It tastes good, right?

Honestly, I thought it wasn't as good as it used to be. But this is good enough...…. Delicious. Yes, delicious!

"Oh, thank you! I was a little nervous because it's my first time serving a dish I cooked. That's a relief!"

Yumi, who is genuinely happy with the ghost of an old man who smiles awkwardly after realizing the truth.

It was around the time when I was grilling mackerel, thinking that the atmosphere was much better with one more person.

Chirirring-.

The door to the restaurant opened without any notice.

It was about 1 a.m., and most of the original ghosts, such as couples, nurses, mothers and daughters, came, so it was clear that they were new ghosts.

Yumi, who heard the door open, greeted me reflexively.

"Welcome! Is it heaven on the table...…?"

"Baby?"

Soon, Haru and Yumi's expressions hardened in an instant.

Most of the other ghosts in the restaurant, including Choi Han-seok, responded similarly.

Just looking over the door, trying to hide a look of dismay.I came because I smelled something delicious. Can I have a meal, too?

There was a young boy standing at the door, seemingly not more than 10 years old.

With a very calm expression.

It seems that the ghost restaurant on the first day of Yumi's work had no intention of moving on to normal.