Cooking Genius With God
Chapter 137
"Huh? What?"
A few days later.
The eyes of the day I received a call from Myung-seok grew bigger.
"That''s great. That''s worth it! Yes!"
A day of genuine joy even though it''s not your business.
The ghosts, who were watching the scene, asked as soon as the phone call was over.
Is there something good going on?
That''s the guy I told you about last time. They sell fish-shaped buns.
The time when the gates were opened and the ghosts were being fed.
I was wondering if it would be a bad thing because I got a call at dawn, but it was Kiwoo.
"Well, Mr. Myung-seok is also very concerned. He said he was calling. An offer came in from the broadcasting station this evening.What?"
"The broadcasting station? Oh, well, then!
"I think Yumi is right. Myungseok said he wanted to make his restaurant appear on the show. Some producer asked me to do it. I guess you really enjoyed it."
The program that came in with the offer was titled "Today''s Morning Yard."
It is a program that is held every Saturday morning on cable, and it was convenient to see it as a program that introduces good restaurants and housekeeping information that women watch every weekend morning.
The kind of broadcasts that grandmothers and grandfathers watch a lot.
Not only is Myeongseok doing bungeoppang business in this hot weather, but he is also making and selling a bungeoppang parfait, which drew attention naturally.
"What happened then? Did I tell you to get out?”
"I''ll leave it up to you, Myung-seok, but of course you''d better go out. It''s quite rare for the store to be promoted as well as it is on air."
As always, it was a day of simple goodwill and good faith, but things worked out well this time as well.
I heard it''s popular. If it''s aired, I don''t have to worry anymore.
I thought it was good, and strangely I felt full.
Ghosts are almost done eating.
A day when I was looking around for the remaining ingredients, I thought of something and shouted.
"We still have about an hour before we close our ears. Do you want me to make you a fish-shaped bun? I''ll make the rest of the ice cream look like a parfait, so have it for dessert."
Oh, that''s so nice! I''ve been craving bungeoppang since I heard it!
Shouldn''t there be dough for bungeoppang? Can you just make it?
"Of course. The dough is just easy to make. Actually, you make the original by yourself.”
The day I got the feel started cooking right away cooking.
I made dough water with melted butter and sugar based on flour, milk, and water.
It was pretty similar to just making pancake dough and using it as it is.
Of course, there was no frame for fish-shaped buns in the table heaven.
So, pour the batter over the oiled pan and put the red bean paste on it and fold it.
After making it, it became more like a pan-made red bean bread than a fish-shaped bun. But the taste.
It looks like this, but it tastes exactly like fish buns.
That''s amazing. Maybe it''s because the CEO made the dough himself. It''s much more delicious than the bungeoppang I''ve eaten so far.
"The visuals are said to be very important in food, but in the end it''s taste. Of course it tastes the same because it''s made with the same ingredients and the same recipe."
Except for the fact that it is less crispy, I thought there would not be many people who could distinguish it if they were asked to eat it blindfolded.Am! It looks like a halibut that was hard to live in, rather than a carp. But bungeoppang is bungeoppang, right? Isn''t it?
Since there was no custard cream exclusively for bungeoppang, choux cream bungeoppang could not be made, but sweet red bean bungeoppang and parfait could still be made.
Ghosts who laugh happily enjoying the sweet desserts that suddenly came up with the idea of supporting Myeongseok''s future.
Soon the door was on the verge of closing.
As I was slowly preparing to send out ghosts and close the restaurant with Yumi, I heard an untimely knock.
Knock knock!
"Huh? At this hour?"
It''s almost 3 a.m. and who''s going to knock on the door of the table heaven? No, I don''t think I''m a real person.
Let''s open the door carefully, devouring various ideas.
"Who are you?"
-Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?! Can you see me?
In front of him was a ghost of a lady in a patient suit.
Dyeed black hair and benevolent-looking wrinkles, seen halfway between a lady and a grandmother in her 50s and 60s.
She tried to fall back in surprise when Haru''s eyes met.
"It must be your first time at our restaurant."
-Fa, how can a person...… and you can touch it now. What''s going on?….
"Don''t worry, just come inside. I can''t cook for you because I don''t have much time. We have some fish-shaped buns that we just baked, so I''ll give you this. Oh, do you like fish-shaped buns?"
-Bungeoppang... -Actually, I came here because of the smell of the bungeoppang. Although I ate it until I died. But I do want to eat it.
Maybe it''s because he''s been killed once and he''s old.
The ghost of the lady accepted the existence of ghosts and the fact that people can eat with their bodies in the table heaven without much difficulty.
By the way, Haru, Choi Han-seok, and Yumi, who had a few simple conversations with the lady, were able to realize without difficulty.
The lady said she didn''t like parfait.
When I baked it and brought you hot fish-shaped buns, the lady enjoyed it.
One day, glancing at the clock, which was only a few minutes away until three, alluded.
"Well, ma''am. I''m just saying, just in case."
What? What''s the matter?
"Do you, by any chance, have any memories of your death? Or as long as it''s left as a ghost. Do you remember something like that?"
-…….
Lady did not give a separate answer. Instead, I just chewed on the fish-shaped bun that Haru gave me.
When he ate about 1,000 won worth of three, his ears closed at 3 a.m.
The lady just sat still while the other ghosts, who had finished paying, slowly left the restaurant.
When the last ghost left the table. She opened her mouth.
Can I come back tomorrow?
"Of course, you can tell me when you want. Oh, I''ll make you bungeoppang tomorrow, too."
I''ll definitely come back then.
The lady ghost bowed thank you and left the table heaven.
You left a 1,000 won bill for bungeoppang. It was absorbed into the light and turned around eight times. Four days in total.
It was quite a lot for a thousand won worth of bungeoppang.
In other words
"Your han has something to do with bungeoppang.”
It is also very intuitively relevant.As it''s been so far.
Yeah, that''s a great coincidence. This grilled fish-shaped bun brought a new guest.
It was quite unfortunate that he could not hear the exact story from the lady today, but Haru and Choi Han-seok were not impatient.
There wasn''t as much time as ghosts.
More than anything else, Choi Han-seok''s dessert today seemed to have been magical.
Not in the shape of a carp, not even bread.
That kind of fish-shaped bun brought an untimely guest to heaven.
* * *
Whispering!
Many people gathered today in front of the oral fairy tale, which was mostly quiet.
There were some broadcasting staff with cameras and lighting equipment, and there were quite a few people who came to watch the broadcast.
And a small pocha right in the middle of the crowd.
It was Myung-seok''s bungeoppang pocha, which will be the main character of the filming of "Today''s Morning Yard."
In fact, there was nothing grand about filming.
All I had to do was film Myeong-seok''s business and the menus, and then conduct a little interview.
In the first place, there is no need to shoot for such a long time because it is an episode that lasts about 15 minutes on the "Today''s Morning Garden" program.
"Hey, I''m done with the menu. Myungseok. Shall we have an interview now?”
"Oh, I see!"
The producer, who was in charge of filming, smiled satisfactorily after reviewing the video.
This is because the quality of the food looked better than I thought.
The interview started in the absence of many customers.
The PD began to bring up questions that had been prepared in advance.
"First of all, it''s my first time. I think it''s the question that the viewers are most curious about. Why are you selling bungeoppang in this hot weather?"
"Ah... actually, I don''t know if you believe it. The reason why I like bungeoppang is big. Sometimes you crave fish-shaped buns when it''s hot, right?”
"Haha, that''s true. I''m sure you had a hard time doing business just because you liked it."
"That''s true, too. First of all, it''s because of our regulars.”
What do you mean regular?
"I''ve moved my place of business here. There used to be a few regulars. An elementary school student who used to pay 500 won to buy a fish-shaped bun with custard cream at around 6 p.m. A woman who bought two thousand won worth of red bean fish buns every evening."
"There must have been a lot of people who liked fish-shaped buns when it was hot."
"More than that, I''ve been doing business since winter. I think those who were regulars at that time are continuing until now."
A guest who was a regular customer in winter is a regular customer in summer.
Although the number was small, the merchant couldn''t be more grateful.
One of the biggest reasons why he couldn''t close his business even though he kept losing money easily was because of these regular customers.
"Well, aren''t you coming now? Those regulars."
"I can''t see if my elementary school friend is on vacation. The female regular just stopped coming at some point."
"Oh... just from a certain point."
"It''s a shame, but what can I do? I think it''s my fault for not making any more delicious bungeoppang."
Myung-seok''s eyes, who was responding to the interview with a calm expression, trembled a little.
However, the producer may not have noticed it, but he just continued to interview.
"Now, let''s change the mood a little bit. Isn''t there a unique menu at Myungseok''s bungeoppang restaurant? The carp parfait! Did something unusual happen in the process of the menu''s birth?"That''s right. As you know, isn''t there one of the most famous Korean restaurants in the world right in front of my place?"
"Right, oral fairy tale! Actually, CEO Myeongseok may know this. This oral fairy tale is very famous among our broadcasters. Not the taste, something else."