However, the relationship that started as the wind swept through the country did not mean that the weight was small.


    Just as the wind rolls the world, so did the world of the two.


    Yong-soo literally did a very good job. When I told him one thing, he knew ten, and he never forgot what he knew.


    The water came in and was done in less than a year for other workers to learn.


    He had already become a professional businessman.


    It goes without saying that she was closer than an employee to the forsythia who lived alone after sending all her children away.


    He always says he''ll come every day and fills in the blanks of his children who didn''t come to see him.


    Before Yong-soo was also a boss, he became a grandmother.


    It was also the consideration of grandmother forsythia for Yong-soo, who did not want to be called a mother. Therefore, it was not a son but a grandson.


    You raised him like a son, and you don''t like him and you like his grandchildren, so why don''t you just give him a hand?


    -That''s... that''s right. Well.


    Choi Hanseok nodding his head.


    It was a heartwarming story about buying other people''s homes.


    And it was something that the family of heaven didn''t expect at all.


    Your grandmother has such a good personality. How can they be like that?’


    I wondered if my children should do the same if my parents were nice, but looking at the case of grandmother forsythia now, I realized that everything was not like that.


    A postmortem battle with a grandmother who had never seen a man before.


    "As the Lord of the Underworld said, the world is in this state.’


    Something touched my skin. I thought I knew what she meant a little bit.


    I know my children are fighting right now. Oh, shit. I told you so much not to be greedy.


    "I''ve been to the funeral, too."


    -Then you must know. They''re kind-hearted. They''re nice-hearted, but they''re so greedy because they look like someone. And maybe, our water couldn''t make it to the ceremony. Right?


    That''s accurate.


    Maybe that''s because of my kids. I... gave Yong-soo some inheritance. It''s not that my children can''t live anyway, but they all live in their own homes. I''ll drive a nice car. I travel abroad regularly.


    In that sense, grandmother forsythia''s child farming was very successful. From the perspective of capitalism, of course.


    Although my grandmother continued to work and had to live alone.


    Nevertheless, their children could live on their own.


    One good thing about grandmother forsythia, who is well-known for saving money, is that she brought it.


    - Maybe the kids are fighting over it too. They used to look down on Yong-soo, but I gave him a legacy. There''s nothing more I need to say.


    Well, then what''s wrong with that? Oh, of course I don''t mean anything bad.


    Haruna and Yumi were thinking the same thing.


    Three people who have been together all day and now feel the same way.


    That was weird. It didn''t make sense.


    Even though grandmother forsythia raised me well and gave me a legacy. Yong-soo''s clothes were too shabby.


    With a little exaggeration, he really didn''t seem to be able to afford a meal. It was clear that it was not just a saving.


    The one named Yongsoo. How''s he doing?


    He''s not like that these days. I''m not greedy for money. I don''t like spending money. Just put them together one by one, and save money. After farming and working hard, a glass of soju with delicious rice is enough. That''s what he''s like.-It''s not just a piece of work, it''s a piece of work. In this day and age, finding such a person would be harder than finding a needle in the desert.


    He''s easy to be eaten or swindled at the same time.


    However, Choi did not say it out loud.


    There was no reason for that. It was forsythia who knew the best anyway.


    Anyway, I just want her to do whatever she wants. I''m sure you''ll do well on your own because you''re not greedy but you''re not foolish.


    Grandmother forsythia stood up from her seat.


    She made eye contact with Haru, not Choi Han-seok, who she had been talking to for the last time, and that seemed to mean what she had just said to Haru.


    Haru nodded for now.


    There''s nothing you can do, and it''s even someone else''s house.


    This time I''ll have to help you somehow.’


    Until now, all day long has been standing in front of the line to solve things, and sometimes I thought this wasn''t bad.


    Grandma forsythia went out like that and didn''t come to eat that night.


    The next day, it was Yong-soo, not Grandma Forsythia.


    "I have a favor to ask of you, sir!"


    And with a firm mind.


    * * *


    "Everyone around me says so. There''s no one in this town who cooks as well as the boss.”


    "Oh, what am I to say?"


    "And I heard you were a chef at a great restaurant."


    "You''ve made the right call.”


    Yong-soo came looking for time for the restaurant to close.


    In addition, the investigation seemed to have been done properly.


    Haru was famous in this neighborhood, and there was no reason to hide his past as a Michelin chef, so there was nothing wrong with him.


    But what kind of favor are you going to ask me to do? And I wondered if he was that excited.


    Yong-soo was crouching all the time, but now he is straightening his shoulders.


    He looked like he was mixed with anger and confidence.


    I had no choice but to listen to him because all the guests had been sent out, but the point was quite unusual.


    "I have a favor to ask of you, boss."


    "Tell me. First of all."


    "Tomorrow is here, a table-heaven holiday, right?”


    "That''s right."


    "Then can''t you spend the day cooking for me?"


    "……Cooking for a business trip?"


    Haru looked at Yumi with a shrug. Blinking her eyes if it was the same for her to panic.


    "Yumi, we''ve never done anything like that before.


    "Never. No, and don''t you usually have a specialized company? Cooking for you on a business trip."


    "I don''t want to leave it to such a company. And I heard the boss kept using my grandmother''s ingredients. Then I''m sure you know how to handle the ingredients."


    "That''s true. What the hell is wrong with you? What do you want me to make what?”


    There was a moment of silence. But Yong-soo quickly organized his thoughts.


    "My grandmother''s funeral. Let''s mix japchae with me there. No matter how hard it is, I need to fulfill my grandmother''s will.”


    And dropped bombshell comments.


    Screamed when the day was right.


    "Now, at the funeral?"


    Oh, well, there''s a lot of fun going on. Is your life so spectacular? Our day.


    Choi Han-seok''s voice, smiling behind his back, could not be heard. This is because I had a lot on my mind.I''ve never heard of a chef who goes on a business trip to a funeral home.


    Most funeral parlors have separate cooking kitchens, and they usually cook there and come up.


    The bereaved families bring in food and stuff that they lack and stuff.


    Does it make sense to cook at a funeral?


    "There''s nothing that can''t do. The bereaved families will allow it. It''s not that far from the funeral hall and Haru''s restaurant anyway. We can use the fire here after receiving the ingredients, and we can use the rest at the ceremony."


    "There''s nothing you can''t do about it……, but that''s not it."


    "I''ll give you the money as you wish. I don''t even want money anyway. I have a lot of money saved up for a day like this."


    It sounded ridiculous, but Yong-soo''s eyes were sincere. Perhaps he is serious about saying that he will give money.


    If a day asks for a billion, he will somehow get it and give it to you.


    It was the same with grandma forsythia''s words yesterday, and I was convinced to talk to him in person today.


    He was the most honest man in this regard.


    To be honest, it didn''t make any sense in reality.


    Of course, that doesn''t mean we can proceed.


    Was this what my grandmother saw?’


    Then it''s hard to take it out. The conclusion came out shortly.


    Haru took Yongsu''s hand.


    "Let''s do it. Then."


    "Let me help you! If you''re on your way, I''ll join you!"


    When Yumi naturally followed him, Yong-soo bowed his head several times, saying thank you.


    "And there''s one more thing I''d like to say."


    "Huh? Go ahead."


    "I think if this doesn''t work out, the yellow bakery will close. In the first place, it was a store that didn''t cost a lot of money for grandmothers and children, and crucially, there''s no one else to do business.”


    Ugh, the sound came out of itself.


    I was thinking about it just in case, but you''re saying it''s definitely me?


    "Isn''t Mr. Yong-soo here?"


    "They don''t think of me as a family member. I think he''s a thief who forgot his inheritance.”


    "You must be going through a lot."


    "It''s not that I don''t understand. That''s fine. Anyway, I''m thinking of having a discussion this time."


    "Deal?"


    Yong-soo''s eyes flashed.


    "I''ll give you all my inheritance, so let''s make japchae together. And if possible, I''m going to ask them to let me run the yellow fruit."


    "All heritage? Are you sure you don''t mind?”


    "I''m not too greedy for money. I just want to somehow continue the grace that you have given and nurtured."


    I felt confident. It also seemed to be somewhat grounded confidence.


    "Okay, then let''s do it. First of all."


    Besides, it was a deal worth a day''s work.


    The reason is simple. If the collapsing yellow fruit is revived, doesn''t it mean that the table heaven can continue to receive quality food ingredients?


    I was a bit disappointed with the quality of the vegetables I bought at the market, but if this can be solved by just one day.


    "It''s going to be fine."


    "Yes, sir."


    The two men held hands.


    Something was about to start.


    * * *


    Yong-soo was as thorough in managing money as his personality.


    One day, he decided to receive 5 million won as a condition to do as he said.


    Honestly, it was a little big money for work, so I dissuaded him several times, saying it was okay not to give him this much, but I couldn''t help it when Yong-soo said that it was cheaper to borrow Michelin chef''s hand.The word "took in" might have worked a little better.


    "Gather up for a second, everyone!”


    As Yong-soo opened the door of the funeral hall with all his might, the bereaved families, who had been fighting back today, lifted their heads like meerkats who met the eagle.