It seems strange that the number of foreign customers has increased noticeably these days, as has William Bacon before.


    To be honest, foreign customers can be a concern for restaurant owners.


    It''s hard to communicate.’


    Basically, starting with the fact that we can''t communicate, culture is very different from country to country, so we have to make more effort than other guests in the field of entertainment.


    Besides, if you try a restaurant, it happens again.


    I really want to satisfy this customer. I feel like I''ve become a goodwill ambassador for Korea.


    ''I''m a little okay, though.’


    But for a day, I can speak English at my own level.


    He has experience as a restaurant chef, and thanks to his many American videos and books.


    Most foreign guests are not very difficult to entertain if they can speak basic English. It''s not a universal language for nothing.k.


    However, since it is a Korean restaurant, there is a problem that cannot be solved.


    I''m sure they''ll only cook their own country''s’


    Would Korean food sold at Korean restaurants suit Japanese tastes better than Japanese food?


    Just like Koreans who go abroad and eat delicious and expensive food eventually find kimchi.


    The situation wouldn''t have been much different for the Japanese either.


    "Oh, come here and sit down. I''ve already placed an order.”


    A woman who came into the restaurant with a smile and a fresh greeting.


    It appeared to be about 30 years old, with the name Aiko.


    Sitting next to her husband, she looked around the restaurant and opened her mouth.


    Unlike her first greeting in Japanese, she used a little slovenly Korean when she talked to her husband.


    "Thank you. What did you order?”


    "Heaven meal. I heard that you only have to eat that here. The menu changes every day, and the boss says he''s such a good cook."


    "It changes every day...…. That''s amazing! It''s an Omakase style, but it''s only priced at this price. That''s a good idea.


    "It''s a store where the older guys put their mouths together to compliment me. I''m really looking forward to it, too. Today''s menu is seaweed soup. I guess the boss thought you were coming. If it''s delicious, let''s come often!"


    "Good! It''s always exciting to explore restaurants near your house."


    Haru and Yumi''s nerves naturally focused on the two with the appearance of an unusual Japanese guest.


    Judging from the stories that have flowed in so far, a rough picture has been drawn.


    I''m sure they''re married. It''s my first time seeing this face, so I think you moved from somewhere, but it''s a recommendation from a regular customer who comes to our restaurant.’


    I''ve never seen you before, married couple, and even moved in.


    It''s unusual up to here, but there was a separate blow.


    "Seaweed soup? What do you have?"


    "In Korea, people eat seaweed soup after having children. I want you to take care of yourself. There''s a tradition like that from a long time ago. We can eat around the end of this year. Don''t that right?"


    "Yes, yes. We''re halfway there.”


    The two held each other''s hands tightly, looked into each other''s eyes, and fried sesame seeds.


    Newlywed couples dripping with honey no matter who looks at them.


    It was clear that there were three customers, considering that his wife''s belly was bulging.


    It''s easy to know, so it''s comfortable.The grim reaper came with a request at the perfect timing, and just in case, he made seaweed soup that day, and even a couple who were obviously clients came to see him.


    It''s like spoon-feeding. It was easier than a piece of course.


    Come to think of it, you want to do it.’


    If things had gone this smoothly in other cases, I would have doubted it immediately one day.


    No wonder, common sense is how likely it is that everything will fit together.


    There must have been something hidden in the nature of Yeom-ra, who likes to test herself and throw hardships and adversity one by one.


    But that''s what it usually is. This is a request from Yeomra in the first place.


    It''s something you want to do throughout the day.


    In a way, it would be natural to feed him in the easiest way.


    Thank you, King of the Underworld. I''ll continue to do my best.’


    He prayed in his heart, not in such a prayer, and prepared the meal of Heaven for the three with utmost care.


    I don''t know what this bowl of seaweed soup I''m handing over now means, but I''m sure it would have been a big deal since Yeomra put it in this way.


    When I looked up the heaven''s formula that was made in an instant, Yumi caught and served it.


    Her signature gentle smile was a bonus.


    "Here''s your heavenly meal. Enjoy your meal!"


    "Oh, thank you. Wow, it looks delicious!"


    "This is kimchi fried rice. Honey cooked it for me in Japan before. Then, is this Korean seaweed soup?”


    "Yes, I do. I''ve eaten this a lot since I was young. Try it first. I don''t know if it''ll suit your taste.”


    Husband who recommends a bite of seaweed soup for the day with a half-nervous and half-worried look.


    After rummaging the soup a little with a spoon, Aiko took a spoonful of solid ingredients.


    Haru and Yumi were also glancing at her.


    "Well!"


    Aiko, who tasted a drink, ate two or three bites in a row. It must have tasted pretty good.


    "Is it good?"


    "Yes, it''s delicious. I''ve never eaten anything like this before. It''s a little different from the Korean food that my darling cooked for me."


    It''s so delicious! It''s awesome! It wasn''t like this.


    It was a little disappointing, but it seemed like they enjoyed it.


    Aiko covered her hands slightly with her mouth and continued to eat deliciously by talking with her husband.


    Phew, Haru, who breathed out a small breath, turned his back and pulled out the spice jar of Yeomra from the cupboard.


    Yumi followed and pushed her head in.


    "CEO Haru. So we''re done now? The request from the King of the Underworld. Is this it?”


    "Right. Honestly, I didn''t expect you to come so soon, but it''s rather nice. Just like the file file information that the Grim Reaper brought. She''s a pregnant woman who just moved in."


    The fact that he is Japanese was a little out of calculation, but it was not a big problem.


    In addition, he set a goal to make all the ghosts holy fire, so he needed a lot of spices from Yeomra, and the timing was great.


    The power of the spice has already been fully verified by the meteoric couple.


    "I''m looking forward to seeing how much you''ve improved.”


    Haru humming and pulling out a spice bottle from deep in the cupboard.


    by the way


    "……Hmm?"


    Rubbish. Rubbish.


    I rubbed my eyes to see if I saw something wrong. However, nothing changed when I opened my eyes again and looked at them clearly."What, it''s the same, isn''t it?


    "What happened? Obviously, I did everything you asked me to do. There''s no way it''s not him."


    "Don''t tell me, that''s ridiculous. But why the hell?"


    The spice bottle remained the same as if something had happened.


    Just the same amount I used once for the shooting star''s hamburger. There was only a little to blow away.


    There is only one reason why the amount remains the same despite serving seaweed soup at Yeomra''s request.


    "Something... something wrong? But, what the hell?"


    Aiko and her husband were still enjoying Haru''s seaweed soup and Yumi''s fried rice.


    But Yeomra''s request has not been cleared yet.


    The day''s head became complicated.


    * * *


    Just in case, ghosts waited until midnight this year, but the amount of spices remained the same.


    Now, I thought I would be annoyed by waiting recklessly, so I put it back in the cupboard where it used to be.


    "If there was a problem as well, I think it''s because Aiko is Japanese."


    "I think so, too. No matter how many times I think about it...…, that''s the only thing that''s going to take."


    In the end, it''s a matter of cooking. The guest is innocent.


    Serve seaweed soup.]


    I''ve read the file file that the grim reaper gave me over and over again, but nothing has changed.


    This was the reasoning that Haru, Yumi and Choi Han-seok put their heads together.


    There''s no seaweed soup in Japan. My taste buds are very different from Korea.


    "Well, I guess it''s because Aiko isn''t satisfied.”


    As in the past, the reason why Haru delivers food under the order of Yeomra in the first place can be reduced to one line.


    For him, a bowl of food can mean a lot to him.


    People have to make a living.


    Therefore, food is inseparable from people, so it can permeate deep inside the heart as if the spice of Yeomra, a reward, melts like snow.


    But that requires one premise.


    Unless it''s a food with a deep story, it should be delicious. You have to be so satisfied that you can''t forget the taste.


    Haru''s seaweed soup was naturally delicious to eat, but it did not penetrate deep into Aiko''s heart.


    I wasn''t sure if this was the right answer, but I couldn''t find any other answers when I tried to think crazy.


    Aiko is a Japanese person. Then I think we can try it according to Japanese tastes.


    "As expected, right? But foods that use seaweed in Japan. No, there''s no seaweed soup in the first place."


    But it wasn''t as easy as it sounds again.


    In the first place, there is no food called seaweed soup in Japan.


    Moreover, seaweed itself is a rare ingredient that is eaten only in Korea and Japan in the world.


    Even in Japan, there were very few foods to refer to because they did not eat seaweed as often as in Korea.


    "Japanese seaweed soup…… how to make something like this."


    My worries deepened, but I felt rather good.


    Japanese food wasn''t a field that I touched a lot for a day, and it was always exciting.


    Haru and Yumi naturally drew attention from ghosts as they were whispering and working on the recipe.


    What''s going on? Seaweed soup all of a sudden? Who''s pregnant, CEO Haru?


    I''ve heard you say something.


    - Are you married or something?A barrage of questions from guests.


    As I was thinking about how to respond to Haru, I could feel the eyes of the couple, Yuseong and Eunji, who were serving fried rice with beer.


    Marriage, especially for two people, was a sensitive issue.


    And unlike the meteor that found its memory, Eun Ji only remembered half of Han.


    That''s why there was a bit of air flowing between the meteor and Harune.


    In the meantime, Choi Han-seok suddenly stepped in without any notice.


    By the way. You said you two were a couple, right? You don''t want to get married?


    Then he threw away a nuclear bomb.


    Surprised Haru and Yumi opened their mouths.