……….I think that a few hours difference wouldn’t make that much of a difference.’
Saying the truth, doing the groceries after a meal was quite a hard thing to do. In the first place, the team members all agreed at serving the customers with ingredients that were even a little bit more fresh, but maybe they thought that it was a stupid thought.
We can fix it slowly. Jo Minjoon thought like that and opened his mouth.
“Give me just 20kgs.”
“You are quite diligent, also coming in the morning. You said that you were selling norimaki, right?”
“Yes. We are doing so in the east side of the market. In a food truck.”
“If I could leave the store, I would also go and eat……”
The owner who had black hair and glasses said in a disappointed voice. At first glance, this young korean owner seemed to be in his thirties. Precisely speaking, he was korean american. Just that he didn’t know how to speak korean.
The owner didn’t think himself to be korean, but even so it seemed that he missed it quite a bit. At the same time, he seemed to be a fan of Grand Chef. The owner continued to speak.
“How do you feel after being in korea for a while? You also ate the food of the other participants, right? How was it?”
“It’s different from time to time. I normally make not too seasoned food, so I make most of it salty, but It’s still delicious.”
“Well. A good chef can make good food anywhere and anyhow. Use my rice well.”
That guy spoke just like he was the farmer that had harvested that rice himself. But Jo Minjoon didn’t particularly point that out.
It was at the moment when he was leaving the store. His handphone rang. Jo Minjoon held the rice sack with one hand and took out his handphone. He tought that it was going to be Anderson, but the name that showed on the screen was out of his expectations. Jo Minjoon brought the handphone to his ear.
……….I think that a few hours difference wouldn’t make that much of a difference.’Saying the truth, doing the groceries after a meal was quite a hard thing to do. In the first place, the team members all agreed at serving the customers with ingredients that were even a little bit more fresh, but maybe they thought that it was a stupid thought.We can fix it slowly. Jo Minjoon thought like that and opened his mouth.“Give me just 20kgs.”“You are quite diligent, also coming in the morning. You said that you were selling norimaki, right?”“Yes. We are doing so in the east side of the market. In a food truck.”“If I could leave the store, I would also go and eat……”The owner who had black hair and glasses said in a disappointed voice. At first glance, this young korean owner seemed to be in his thirties. Precisely speaking, he was korean american. Just that he didn’t know how to speak korean.The owner didn’t think himself to be korean, but even so it seemed that he missed it quite a bit. At the same time, he seemed to be a fan of Grand Chef. The owner continued to speak.“How do you feel after being in korea for a while? You also ate the food of the other participants, right? How was it?”“It’s different from time to time. I normally make not too seasoned food, so I make most of it salty, but It’s still delicious.”“Well. A good chef can make good food anywhere and anyhow. Use my rice well.”That guy spoke just like he was the farmer that had harvested that rice himself. But Jo Minjoon didn’t particularly point that out.It was at the moment when he was leaving the store. His handphone rang. Jo Minjoon held the rice sack with one hand and took out his handphone. He tought that it was going to be Anderson, but the name that showed on the screen was out of his expectations. Jo Minjoon brought the handphone to his ear.
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