Ghosts who burst into laughter saying they heard a funny joke.


    The atmosphere of the restaurant quickly heated up from the beginning again today.


    The ghost of an uncle who laughed his head off while bringing soju rushed the day.


    - Well, that''s true, isn''t it? They''re all human. Oh, give me some, anyway. You ate so deliciously by yourself!


    I couldn''t keep the ghosts waiting any longer.


    The bowl was filled with bibimbap, and the bean paste stew, which was boiled with tofu, was also scooped with plenty of solid ingredients.


    The meal started soon.


    Everyone finished bibimbap without telling me how delicious it was.


    "To be honest, I was a little worried about the menu because it was decided right away, but I''m glad that the response was much better than I thought.”


    Hey, I told you so. It can''t be bad reaction.


    I came back to the restaurant late in the evening as I visited the oral fairy tale without any plan today.


    I was talking with Yumi while sharing tteokbokki, and today''s business was so good that all the food made in the morning was sold out.


    We decided to make bibimbap after thinking about what to do.


    As you can see, the response was so good that I wondered if I should make it a regular menu.


    To Haru and Yumi, who were amazed, Choi Han-seok said while munching bibimbap with his mouth full.


    The chef eventually became a singer, writer, painter. He''s just like these artists. Sometimes I write a masterpiece or a masterpiece of scale. Children''s songs, short stories, or sign designs. Shouldn''t you be able to do that?


    "And if you do that, you''re going to have a masterpiece that I don''t even know it?”


    That''s it. Oh, my God. You''re so nice. Now I''ve solved a lot of problems. Don''t you think so?


    "Well, that''s right."


    I was angry with Bin earlier, but since I came back to the restaurant and ate bibimbap with good people, how should I say this?


    I thought it was all right.


    I feel like I''m really back home.


    As the day became much more comfortable, the closed door opened with a sound of slurping as I was eating bibimbap.


    - Uh... I mean.


    A face I''ve never seen before.


    A man in his mid- to late 30s, who appeared to be the first guest to come to the dining room, peeked out his head with a wary look and looked around the restaurant.


    Growl!


    My stomach rumbles so loud that I can hear Haru, who was a little far away.


    "You''re hungry, aren''t you? You probably haven''t eaten yet.”


    What? Well, first of all.


    "Then come on in. Tonight is bibimbap and miso soup. Are you all right?"


    Haru, who is now used to it, led the man''s hand to the table.


    Then Yumi served a bowl of bibimbap, soybean paste stew, and some side dishes as if she had waited.


    A dumb-looking male customer.


    ''Wait. That''s a cooking suit.’


    But the outfit was a bit unique.


    At first, I thought it was just an unusual white dress, but when I looked closely, it was a cooking suit.


    It''s also a decent cook-up suit used in hotel kitchens and pretty decent restaurants.


    Is the man a chef?


    Can I eat this? But


    "You can eat, you can eat. Oh, but I think you need to eat a little faster. We only have about 45 minutes left."I don''t know what you mean. But if I can eat it.


    The man, who had been wary of others for a while, soon opened a spoonful of red bibimbap as if he could not stand it.


    And he opened his mouth and pushed it in.


    Woahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!


    As expected, it was a decided response.


    A man who eats bibimbap and soybean paste stew so recklessly that he doesn''t know if food goes into his mouth or nose.


    It was strange to see someone who looked a little older eating his food so deliciously.


    In less than five minutes, the man hurriedly emptied a bowl of bibimbap and soybean paste stew.


    I finally raised my head, saying that I''m going to live a little longer. As always, Choi Han-seok naturally approached him.


    Yumi receives guests, Haru cooks, and Choi Hanseok listens to the story.


    It was a role-sharing of the table heaven, which was naturally arranged.


    So. Now you''re full. Let''s talk about you. Do you remember when you died?


    -Remember when you die...…. Huh? Wait a minute.


    Did you think of anything? You didn''t think of Han, did you?


    No, it''s not Han. Aren''t you Chef Choi Han-seok? The old fairy tale head chef!


    Do you know me?


    Now that I''m full, I wonder what I can see.


    When Choi Han-seok replied, "It is Choi Han-seok," who had been staring at Choi Han-seok for a while, he jumped up from his seat in surprise.


    Don''t you remember? I had an interview with a children''s story. Oh, I''m sorry for the late introduction. I''m Yoon Byungjin.


    Interview? Yoon Byung-jin...…. Huh? Byungjin? Ah, the sick man who grabbed my apron and ripped it off!


    A man who introduces himself as Byungjin.


    Only then did I remember, and Choi Han-seok shouted, reaching out his finger to him.


    "Did you know her?”


    Well, we know each other. Haru, I used to do that, didn''t I? There are a lot of people besides Joohyuk who came to me to learn how to cook. Byungjin was one of them.


    "But I guess it didn''t go well with what you said."


    Choi Han-seok was a serious person about cooking and his restaurant, although his personality looked harmful.


    I didn''t tolerate any errors or mistakes.


    When Choi Han-seok glanced at him, Byung-jin continued.


    - I still remember that vividly. Chef Choi Han-seok said we should take a test since he knew. You wanted to see how good he is.


    "Test? Did you do that?”


    I need to know where he came from. Well, it''s nothing. I''m going to order this and that. But did Byungjin do a good job?


    I was confident with cutting. Basic dressing or grilling. I thought I could do things like that. The chef seemed satisfied, so I thought he would pass.


    Chef Yoon Byung-jin sighs as if he''s disappointed.


    There seemed to be another reason why he did not like Choi Han-seok.


    I thought everything else was fine. So I asked him to cook steak for the last time. The way you want to do it.


    "So what happened?"


    Of course I did. He had the basics. You were good at grilling meat with medium rare. Garnish is also asparagus or Charlotte, with some fancy stuff. The sauce made with black garlic was not bad enough.


    "But why..."


    The chef said that. It''s delicious. It''s delicious.It''s only delicious. Byungjin, your food is only delicious. So I threw it out mercilessly. Taste is not what our restaurant is aiming for.


    For a moment, I had no choice but to shrug my head.


    It was not easy to understand what Choi Han-seok was saying.


    It wasn''t just one day to express doubt.


    Ghosts who had almost finished eating and were eavesdropping on Choi Han-seok''s story broke into the conversation.


    What are you talking about?


    Isn''t a chef the one who cooks delicious food? But the fact that I threw it out because it was only delicious. Isn''t it good if it''s delicious?


    I know. I really don''t know. Like, there''s something else just the Michelin chefs.


    Ghosts that I can''t understand no matter how many times I think about it.


    Yoon Byung-jin also shouted at Choi Han-seok, asking if he gained strength when others around him said so.


    -Look at this, Chef. Everyone says they don''t understand. I am the same. There''s nothing more important to a cook than a delicious dish.


    Byungjin, I''m asking you this before you answer. Do you remember Han?


    I don''t know because I just died. Why did you die? And what''s left to be desired. Well, that''s what it is, right?


    Nodding Haru and Yumi.


    Then, Chef Byung-jin told the story as if it were for granted.


    - Once dead...…. It was a car accident. It''s ridiculous to think about it now. A drunk truck came in and slammed it. I''m on my way home from work.


    Oh, my. An accident. That''s not what I expected.


    Even now, when I think about it, I''m going crazy and crazy. Anyway, when I woke up, it was in front of my restaurant. When I heard that I was dead and saw the staff preparing to close in chaos, all the memories I lost came back.


    As expected, Chef Byung-jin seemed to have remembered his resentment.


    Moreover, considering that he died in an accident at such a young age, and that his memory came back when he saw his restaurant.


    It seemed clear what his resentment was.


    I wanted to go higher as a chef, but I died early. It''s that, right?


    You''re right.


    Of course, I''ve been a chef for decades.


    - Two years ago...…. Get a sponsor and set up a restaurant with difficulty I finally got Michelin One Star. So if I do well this year or next year, I can even aim for two stars. That''s what I was thinking.


    I''m sorry to hear that''s too bad. But the guy who was so young lost in vain.


    - It''s a d*mn thing.


    As if it were no big deal, he was calm as if talking about other people''s business, but he was also a person.


    In the end, I had to grind my molars and hit the table like I was about to die.


    So, what exactly is Han? How do you think you''ll make it to the Holy Grail?


    My original goal was to become Michelin-to-Star. To be honest, I know myself. I didn''t think I could make it to the Three Star Restaurant.


    Well, I agree with that. If you want to go to 3Star, you can''t just taste it. There has to be something more than taste.


    Something. Chef Choi Hanseok kicked me out. If I know what it is, I''ll be a saint.


    Hmm. Really?


    A somewhat rebellious voice.


    But the atmosphere between the two was not bad.


    It''s like a teacher and a student who didn''t get along very well in school met at the reunion a few decades later.Yoon Byung-jin, who tasted it for a while, carefully said.


    So, speaking of which. I''d like to grab the chef''s apron again.


    Although it''s a bit of a predictable.


    He eventually confessed to Choi Han-seok, not a confession.