Lee Hyun took them on a trip around the marketplace, and bought a bit of shrimps, tofu, and shell fish.
Also, he did not forget to buy red pepper, bean paste, salt, and seasonings.
“You eat chicken, right?”
When Lee Hyun asked, the now tired Lee Yuu-Chong simply nodded. Park Sunjo and Choi Sang-jung had long since turned into quiet porters.
“I’ll bring a chicken from home and treat it as a wholesale price.”
“From home?”
“Because we raise them in the yard.”
“Ah. You’re raising them as pets.”
“Nah. As for human consumption.”
“……”
“I raised them since they were chicks and when they bear eggs I raised those too.”
“But it must have been hard to raise the chickens so we can’t just eat them.”
“It’s ok, we have 7 chickens at home. First is Boiled Egg. Second is Sunny Side Up.”
“No way, those are their names?”
“Correct. The third one is called Mother Hen. Because she raises the chicks. Or I should call her the Protagonist since she’s also one that bears new arrivals. From the forth one upward are classified as food. Soup, Fried, and Sauce. The seventh one is the youngest, Half Sauce Half Fried. The naming process is altered by family branches, but the full name doesn’t get pass on from generation to generation.” (that is, 2nd gen - ‘half fried’, 3rd gen - ‘fourth fried,’ never just fried.)
“……”
Do not expect warmth from Lee Hyun. Even chickens he raised are just food!
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