Sanwoolim, a fusion Korean restaurant called Chef Seo Jongsu''s ambitious work.


    As if to represent his career, ability, and confidence. The food here is really delicious. I couldn''t do it, so I killed you.


    It was a bit expensive, but I think it''s cheaper with this quality.


    It was really well balanced to eat vegetables such as eggplant, zucchini, and carrots with suvidui, a dish that was softened in tomato sauce, along with soybean paste pulse that was properly juicy.


    The greasy taste completely disappeared, and the meat''s chewy texture and ratatouille''s mushy vegetables were chewed together, and the combination was quite good.


    Also, how about pasta bibimmyeon, a dish that you paid a lot of attention to.


    Of all pasta types, the thinnest "angel hair" pasta is boiled hard and mixed with bibimjang with a Korean feeling.


    It boasts a taste and texture that cannot be felt by ordinary thin noodles.


    In addition, let''s wrap soybean paste in this pasta bibimmyeon with the recommendation of Chef Seo Jong-soo.


    "Wow……"


    Elasticity came out of nowhere.


    Everyone knows the combination of pork belly and bibim ramen.


    A national union that everyone recognizes.


    It is no exaggeration to say that this taste brought the combination''s luxuriousness and culinary prowess to the end as much as possible.


    It was delicious. It tasted so good that I could believe it was a oral fairy tale.


    Is that why? Of course, everyone was hungry because they were hungry all day, but Park Joo-hyuk and other chefs were all absorbed in the meal without saying anything unusual.


    It was quite unusual considering that usually open parties focused on the evaluation and conversation of dishes, not meals.


    It was then that Chef Seo Jong-soo, who looked at his former fellow chefs with a happy smile who tasted his dishes, gave Haru an eye to Haru.


    "What do you mean, that story?"


    "Oh, I guess you didn''t. There was a reason I wanted to make you a day. Well, in the first place, I missed you the most among the people who came to my restaurant''s open party today."


    "Is that so?"


    Chef Seo Jong-soo who says something hard to understand.


    One day, I''m not even a oral fairy tale person, and even Park Joo-hyuk is standing right next to me with his eyes wide open. Did you miss Haru the most?


    It''s not something that would be seriously controversial, but I couldn''t help but wonder why it was like this.


    Sure enough, Yumi, who was sitting next to me for a day, was already picking up her ears.


    "Do you remember when I said, ''When I went to your table to the heaven open party, it was better than I thought?''"


    "Of course. You told me that your worries were so good that I felt sorry for them." I still remember. In addition, he visited restaurants quite often after that.”


    Most oral storytellers have been to the table heaven once or twice and have not shown their faces more.


    Of course, there are many reasons. The biggest reason is simply being busy.


    To make the Michelin restaurant work properly, all chefs had to work like crazy for more than 15 hours a day.


    Therefore, on holidays, it was a daily routine to make up for lack of sleep all day like a bear in winter.However, Chef Seo Jong-soo has shown his face to heaven on the table several times, even burning such a honey-like holiday.


    He simply said that the dishes in heaven are delicious and he has something to learn as a chef.


    Now that he''s opened a restaurant like this.


    "Actually, Haru is the second largest shareholder in this forest after me. I really thought about it when I first went to the restaurant heaven for a party. I want to have my own restaurant like this."


    It''s not expensive and luxurious food that costs hundreds of thousands won per meal, it''s just a little bit more expensive in ordinary food.


    Much higher quality food served at that price.


    As a result, the "fusion Korean restaurant that is a little expensive but worth paying for" is said to be the vision of Sanwoolim that Chef Seo Jong-soo dreams of.


    In that respect, it really looked a lot like heaven at the table of the day.


    In addition, it was no other than a day that motivated him to move, he said.


    I want to open a restaurant like a table heaven. I want to be the owner of my restaurant, not the senior chef of the oral fairy tale.


    "To be honest, it wasn''t easy to get out of a oral fairy tale. But it was worth it. Because you had a good precedent. The other chefs understood easily."


    "What? I just...…. I was just a little lucky."


    "You don''t have to be so humble. There''s no one here who doesn''t know your cooking skills. Anyway, that''s why I wanted to say thank you.”


    Then, unfortunately, Chef Seo Jong-soo clapped a few times and drew attention and lifted his drink.


    Some chefs were drinking wine and some were drinking soju and beer.


    All the other chefs picked up the glass tactfully.


    "Well, you''ve heard most of what I just said to Chef Haru, except for all the miscellaneous things. Thank you for coming today, and we''ll continue to work hard to make a good forest for our oral fairy tale chefs to visit us often."


    -For the best, cheers!


    Cheers!


    Many glasses struck in the air and coughed up a clear sound.


    Starting with that, chefs who filled their stomachs to some extent began to talk in earnest about the various conversations they had put off.


    Chef Seo Jong-soo, who was drunk, put his arms around Haru and shouted.


    "Anyway, this is my goal. When our sales at Sanwoolim stabilize a little, we''re going to open a branch store. So the goal is to make it a franchise as early as 10 years!"


    "Franchise……?”


    "Huh? Haru, you must be interested, too.”


    "Well, not to the point of interest. Just."


    "I''m just that kind of mind. As you know, the final destination of a typical restaurant is franchising. If you came out of a fine dining restaurant and opened a restaurant that''s quite common, you should have this goal! Well, of course it won''t be easy. Most of the recipes I use are very difficult."


    It''s a difficult road, but I''m confident. Talking Chef Seo Jong-soo.


    It''s a franchise."


    Coincidentally, the theme coincided with the Myeongseok I met earlier before coming here.


    Of course, there was a really big gap between Myung-seok and Chef Seo Jong-soo''s talking franchise.


    A regular cafe and a fusion Korean restaurant that uses its own recipe.Just looking at the difficulty of cooking, there was a really big difference.


    But the two had the same goal.


    The process may be different, but the essence was the same.


    And.


    I think I''m pretty much the same. No, I''m gonna have to be sure. That''s what I''m thinking.’


    Not a day was much different.


    I don''t know if it''s once, but I was convinced that this happened twice.


    ''And that''s probably, Yumi.''


    Haru turned his head and looked at Yumi, who was sitting next to him.


    She was literally in a position where she only had her feet on oral fairy tales, but thanks to a day, she was now completely in harmony with the chefs of oral fairy tales.


    We talked about the dishes we cooked in heaven and the bad customers we''ve been looking for from time to time.


    It certainly made me feel inclined to see Yumi sipping wine and talking with the chefs.


    I''m sure Yumi is thinking the same thing.’


    In the past, Yumi talked about something important to Haru.


    I remember that I gave up saying it was nothing.


    Maybe what Yumi said at that time is what Haru thinks.


    That heaven on the table is too small for him.


    The bird Yumi has already covered too much to grow here in a cage.


    So one day I couldn''t help but decide.


    All right, let''s bring it up.


    It''s the boss''s duty to bring it up before Yumi speaks first.


    Now there''s not a bit of regret left.


    Let''s send it whenever Yumi wants.


    At least one day I could be so sure.


    * * *


    "Well, Yumi. I want to say something seriously.”


    "What? Mr. Haru?"


    And that night. After the fun Ga-Open party, I called a taxi home.


    Haru, who sat in the front seat, looked at Yumi in the back seat through the room mirror and said, and she suddenly raised her head.


    I drank a lot earlier, so I must have been drunk to some extent now, but Yumi was busy writing something on her notebook that she always carried with her.


    Those are all the culinary knowledge and tips I''ve heard from the oral fairy tale chefs.


    While everyone is drunk and playing, they ask chefs questions or memorize all the stories they have been talking about business or cooking and take notes not to forget.


    Since all the chefs are here anyway, the stories that come out of course were also related to business and cooking.


    It was a tenacity that had to be said that it was really great.


    And it was such a yumi that one day I could speak with my own conviction.


    "Serious……What do you mean?"


    "In the past, Yumi tried to say something important to me. Do you remember?"


    "Oh, I remember that. I was really sorry back then, boss. I thought I was bothering the boss because I thought I was cutting off in the middle of the conversation."


    "No, it''s definitely not Yumi''s fault. I''ve been thinking about it a lot lately. I wonder what Yumi thinks about the table heaven. Is there anything lacking? Maybe I''m underestimating Yumi too much. About things like that."


    "Yes, yes? Boss Haru, what''s that?"


    "You don''t have to. I''m telling you this after I''ve made a conclusion in my heart. It''s a situation like this, but at least I mean it.""No, I mean...…. That''s... ..."


    Yumi looked a little embarrassed, but she didn''t mind one day.


    Just as I had in mind. He confidently said what he thought.


    "I knew that our table heaven felt small for Yumi. There are fewer things I can teach Yumi. The most important thing is that Yumi is growing rapidly these days. I mean, even if the table is too small for Yumi. I can really understand."


    "President Haru…….”


    Perhaps a little surprised by the story of the day, Yumi stared blankly at the day with sober eyes.


    For a moment, only the sound of a taxi rattling along the night road rang out.


    Breaking the silence, Yumi opened her mouth.