Where do you go when a person dies?

    It''s a boring question, but one day I already knew the answer.

    If a man dies, he goes to the next world. If you live a good life, you will be rewarded, and if you live a bad life, you will be punished.

    His soul, not his soul, to be exact.

    ''The Grim Reaper said. It''s not as big a deal as I thought. It''s just a soul escaping from the body.''

    Let''s beat around the bush a little bit. It''s the same as saying that even a living man has a soul. And then.

    "The spice of the Lord of the Underworld, which influences the spirit of the soul, can also work on the living."’

    It''s a simple idea. It is not a difficult logic.

    However, bringing this to reality was not an easy task.

    Haru didn''t just work preparing a restaurant home-cooked meals.

    During the empty time when Choi Han-seok and the grim reaper disappeared, he studied various things.

    Finding a new way to use the spices of the underworld was the biggest achievement of those studies.

    A dish that affects the soul of a living person. A dish that, in short, really physically resonates with the soul.

    If used on ghosts, it seemed only to return forgotten memories, but in other words, it is tantamount to healing the soul.

    The same is true of living people.

    If you have any trauma or bad memories related to food.

    Furthermore, if combined with the sincerity of the cooker, it can restore the damaged digestive system.

    "Haru……What, how did you do it?"

    "I heard you''re not feeling well and your stomach is very small. I made a dish that makes you feel comfortable eating and wakes up your stomach. I''m really glad if you liked it."

    "It''s so delicious! Wow, I don''t even remember when I wanted to eat more. It''s really...…and not bloated. It''s better to keep going in."

    It was quite surprising for a day that additional orders came in.

    I wondered if it worked this well, so I went out of the kitchen.

    Park Joo-hyuk''s girlfriend, who had been pulling her neck out like a turtle, raised her hand as soon as she found the day.

    Unlike earlier, when they were all dying, their faces were wide enough to be recognizable at first sight. It''s something that makes your body lively.

    "Is it that delicious?”

    "Yes! You did something similar last time. But the taste is similar to that, but it''s something that can''t be expressed in words.…. Ah."

    Holding Haru''s hand tightly and pouring out compliments, she realized something for a moment and closed her mouth.

    He felt the thrilling gaze that Park Joo-hyuk shot from the side.

    Park Joo-hyuk is a chef just like Haru.

    It''s pretty good, so a top-class cook with both skill and pride.

    It is natural in a way that he would have cooked dozens of dishes for such a girlfriend.

    I''m sorry to Park Joo-hyuk, but I''m sure this has reduced his self-esteem to some extent.

    I might have been angry with Haru if it was before. But one day I wasn''t worried.

    Park Joo Hyuk has changed a lot.

    "I''m sorry... but it doesn''t mean that your cooking is bad at all. It''s just, Chef Haru''s cooking. I''m comfortable. And."

    "No, don''t say that. Does that matter? All I need is for you to eat well. I love it so much. It''s my first time seeing my baby eat so big. It''s cute.""I''ll give you a recipe when you go back. I know Chef Park Joo-hyuk will be able to make something much more delicious than me if he studies a little bit."

    Instead of getting angry, he says thank you.

    I said it in a roundabout way, but considering his personality, it''s a sincere greeting.

    "But are you gonna be okay? What if I get sick after eating more?"

    "It''s okay! Of course I''m worried too, but it''s like. Should I say that I feel like I can eat more? And I''m hungry right now. So wouldn''t it be okay?”

    Yoo-jung, who puts Park Joo-hyuk''s hand on her stomach by saying so.

    Did they hear the growling sound? Park Joo-hyuk, who blushed, took off his hands as if he was ashamed and smiled.

    "Well, if that''s the case with you, that''s fine. Haru, I''m hungry. Can I ask you a favor?”

    "Of course you are. Hold on a minute, please. We''ve got a little more croquette, and the regular course will come out right away."

    "What''s the main thing today?"

    "The chuck flap tail steak with special black garlic sauce. Grilled abalone for garnish."

    "Wow! It looks so delicious!"

    As soon as the name of the menu came out, I felt that I really wanted to eat it.

    Park Joo-hyuk also smiled as if such an oil well was awkward.

    "Then please wait a little longer. I''ll be right back."

    "Yes, come on!"

    Since we have a precious guest, we can''t help it.

    One day, he spared no spice from the underworld.

    Although it had a lot of precious spices, the effect was certain.

    Park Joo-hyuk and Yoo-jung ordered additional desserts and ate them all, as they did not empty all the original courses.

    It was a secret to Yoo-jung that Park Joo-hyuk scratched a large sum of 200, saying it was the recipe''s price.

    Seeing how many times he said hello, saying he would come back with something delicious, I thought about it again one day.

    I guess I have a lot of luck.’

    You said there wasn''t a bad person around the day.

    It was less than a month after restaurant Jipbap received Michelin One Star.

    * * *

    "Sales are going up. I''m very satisfied. No, to be honest. This is the top of the top of the restaurant I consulted about. Very very good. Chef Haru."

    Time when business is closed.

    Adam, who remained at the restaurant with Haru and was reviewing the financial statements of restaurant home cooked meals, laughed very satisfactorily.

    He didn''t usually laugh, but he changed a lot in a day.

    "I''m sorry you like it so much, even though there''s no part of it going to Adam."

    "That''s what I''m saying. Why don''t you have a share for me? The last restaurant I consulted with is a restaurant named Adam, a restaurant consultant. The growth of restaurant home-cooked meals is my growth, and the reputation of home-cooked meals is my reputation."

    "Thank you for your words."

    "Is that all you''ve got? Chef Haru, I''m not the one who needs money. He needs something he can''t afford, and he''s old enough. In that sense, this fantastic sales......is more precious than tens of thousands of gold to me. Seriously."

    Adam laughed out loud. Besides, what he said was no exaggeration.

    Sales of restaurant home-cooked meals continued to show a steep rise.

    Most restaurants were very different from stopping or going sideways at one high point.In plain terms, yes.

    The restaurant has capacity to accommodate at once anyway, and if it is fully booked, it becomes the highest sales.

    If there are customers who order wine or champagne, it could be an additional sale, but it''s not big.

    But a day''s restaurant home-cooked meal is different.

    "Takeout Services. I didn''t expect it to grow this much."

    Home-cooked meals, accessible restaurants, restaurants that taste comparable to it at prices other than high-end ones.

    As such, restaurant home-cooked meals provided several take-out services.

    In addition to simply packing the menus on the course, they also made a separate lunch box menu and delivered them.

    A judgment made by combining all the experiences and information accumulated while running a table heaven. And that''s what hit the jackpot.

    "So maybe it''s natural that restaurant home cooked meals are ranked in Michelin so quickly."

    "I''m flattered, sir."

    "No, I mean it. Chef Haru can stretch his shoulders a little more now. I''m in a position to take Michelin for granted, and I''m a person with that skill. Adam guarantees it. It''s an old man''s horse, but his skills are alive. Hahaha."

    Adam sipped the wine and laughed wonderfully.

    One day, I made Tteokgalbi for Adam who wanted to have a light drink.

    It''s a meaningful dish that connects him to Adam. Adam ate with great satisfaction.

    It''s much deeper than before. Haru''s shoulders twitched when he heard that he felt old.

    "I started out as a cook and became an entrepreneur. I run two wonderful businesses, Table Heaven and Restaurant Homemade Food.”

    "I''m still a cook. Like I said at the beginning."

    "Then, Chef Haru. What are you going to do next?”

    Adam glowed in his eyes.

    A provocative yet penetrating question.

    Haru burst into such a wine glass with Adam and opened his mouth without hesitation.

    "First of all, I''m going to make a Michelin three-star restaurant meal. The table heaven has won Bibgurmans, so have home-cooked meals."

    "If someone else said so, I would have told you not to dream, but a chef Haru who has the ability to make dreams come true. It''s perfectly possible. What''s next?"

    Adam said: It''s possible.

    He was already looking at the same future as a day.

    He admitted that restaurant home-cooked meals are enough restaurants to receive Michelin 3 stars.

    It''s a matter of course, in a way.

    Haru, an acknowledged chef from the underworld, and two ancient legends from the underworld are taking care of the kitchen.

    I didn''t know it would be anything like Michelin.

    It was, one day I was looking at the bigger picture. As always, he was not satisfied.

    "Chef Haru is the same person as me. After all, they move to have things that they can''t buy with money, not money. For me it was an honor and a recognition from the people. Not for Chef Haru, is it?”

    So Adam was curious. What''s the next step that a day that''s already on the same page as himself is looking at.

    One day I answered.

    "After having three Michelin stars, I''m thinking of opening another small restaurant."

    "A little restaurant?”

    "Yes, a small restaurant. I haven''t decided what concept or where to put it. It may not be Korea. But we''re going to build a very small restaurant that anyone can visit at any time."

    Maybe it''s because it''s a different answer than I thought.Adam, a little embarrassed, sat back down.

    Curious eyes, Haru continued.

    "At the restaurant, I''m thinking of retiring."

    "Oh...…."