Chapter 60 · 9 min

Chapter 60

Uninvited Guest of the Cooking Class

“Director···!”

Park secretary was startled and glanced around, but Seo Tae-jin snorted noisily without caring.

“Hahahaha! Hey, Park secretary! Even you think completely dog garbage right?!”

“Th, that···.”

“No, kicked out the real Jin Myeong Gak, and sat only bastards with trash-like skill like this?! Hahaha! Completely idiot bastards separate!”

Seo Tae-jin’s sneer sound echoed loudly in the empty hall.

“Moreover what is this interior? Not some coffee shop, clumsily pretending high-class and only poured money. The owner only shit in the head and properly rolled the shop! Kkilkkilkkil!”

Just when Seo Tae-jin was openly mocking the restaurant holding his belly.

“No, what sound is loan extension not working?! How much money I pulled and used doing this shop interior!!”

The office door inside the restaurant opened with a beolkeok, and the building owner female boss with flashy perm walked out frowning.

She was shouting at the bank employee with the phone to her ear.

“Screening rejected?! Hey!! Change the branch manager right now!!”

In her ear who nervously hung up the phone, Seo Tae-jin’s giggling laughter sound was heard.

“...Huh?!”

Looked toward the side the sound was heard withdrawing the phone.

“Is the owner idiot. Going bankrupt here? Really absurd!”

“...?!”

In an instant, double wicks lit in the building owner female boss’s eyes.

Her face reddened and blued.

“What?! Idiot? This bastard what shit doing in someone else’s business place now?!!”

The building owner threw the phone on the counter and approached Seo Tae-jin’s table frowning.

Seo Tae-jin who saw that appearance looked back at her with a strange face.

“What, that?”

“What? That?!”

“Bo, boss!”

Only then Seo Tae-jin who realized this shop owner at the manager’s words chuckled.

“Wondered what, you were this shop’s boss?”

“Who are you causing trouble in my shop!”

Seo Tae-jin sneered with a pik with a crooked face with legs crossed.

“What trouble. Hey, aunt. Spoke facts why so scratched?”

“What aunt?!”

“What, the point that should get angry is wrong? Ignoring important words and angry at aunt? Me this.”

“What are you...”

“Rather than that aunt, selling trash like this and thinking of receiving money isn’t fraud?”

“Iii... this bastard really!!”

The female boss who received evil raised her arm to throw the water cup placed on the table.

“Ma, madam!! No! Please endure! Previously the matter grew because called police...”

“Aigo, madam please!!”

The freaked manager and employees who ran out from the kitchen became pale and ran.

They desperately clung grabbing the female boss.

“Let go! Let go!! I’ll tear that bastard’s mouth wide!!”

Female boss foaming and kicking while held by the employees.

Seo Tae-jin who quietly looked down at that ugly form then stood up with a satisfied face.

Seo Tae-jin dusted the suit jacket with tuk tuk and said.

“Hey, Park secretary.”

“Ye, yep! Director!”

When Park secretary hurriedly stood up from his seat, Seo Tae-jin held out his hand.

“Give the wallet.”

Park secretary flusteredly took out the wallet from the inner pocket and handed it.

Seo Tae-jin pulled out one 50,000 won bill from the wallet with a ssuk, then threw it with a tuk toward the feet of the struggling female boss.

“5,000 won for two bowls of jajangmyeon. Remaining change is tip for processing this trash food.”

“······!!”

The female boss’s two eyes who saw the bill falling on the floor completely flipped.

“Th··· th··· euaaaak!!”

The female boss screamed with extreme irritation and anger, but Seo Tae-jin snorted and scanned her up and down with eye light mixed with mockery.

“Swallowed someone else’s restaurant whole so digestion will be good? Sell trash like that all life and die aging friendly with flies, this aunt.”

“What?!”

“Let’s go.”

“Ah, yes!”

Park secretary hurriedly followed behind.

Behind Seo Tae-jin’s back exiting opening the restaurant door, the female boss’s scolding burst.

“Euaaaak!! Catch that bastard!! Not catching right now?!!!”

Ding!

Seo Tae-jin who completely exited Jin Myeong Gak, stood in the alley and largely deep-breathed with a peaceful face for the first time in a while.

“Huu···”

The feeling of the stress accumulated getting hit by the father from morning coolly releasing.

Regret of not being able to touch the real Jin Myeong Roo remained, but directly confirming the fake shop’s fall with eyes the inside all refreshed.

A satisfied smile circulated on the corner of Seo Tae-jin’s mouth.

“Hey, Park secretary.”

“Yes, director!”

“Let’s go back to Seoul.”

Park secretary asked back with a dazed face.

“···Yes?? Just came···.”

“Ah shit really making say again.”

“Ah, yep!”

Park secretary hurriedly opened the sedan’s back seat door.

Seo Tae-jin who got on the car with lightened steps leaned his body comfortably on the backrest and let out a satisfied laugh.

“Feeling refreshing for the first time in a while.”

“...”

***

Evening after business ended.

Bong-gu and Mr. Kang who finished dinner left for their respective lodgings, and the parents were resting turning on the television in the small room attached inside the restaurant.

In this newly found building there was one room the parents could live and an attic Jin Myeong could rest, so didn’t have to crowd the three in one room like before.

When Jin Myeong put on exercise clothes as usual and stepped out of the room, the mother asked.

“Going for a neighborhood walk?”

“Yeah.”

“Go carefully. Watch the road. Know to call mom if something happens?”

“Now Jin-myeong is also an adult, adult.”

“Still because worried so.”

“Haha.”

The father who lightly laughed looked back at Jin Myeong.

“Mom has a lot of worry like this. Understand, Jin-myeong.”

“...”

Jin Myeong stepped outside.

Jin Myeong who stopped by a slightly distant convenience store and bought one yellow banana milk as usual walked the quiet night street sucking with a straw stuck with jjok jjok.

While walking enjoying the sweet taste circulating in the mouth, Jin Myeong’s steps stopped dead in front of a certain old commercial building.

“...!”

From the 2nd floor with the window wide open the sound of murmuring people was flowing out.

Dalgeurak, chaeng!

Cheerful cutting board sound and frying pan colliding sound mixed in between.

“······.”

Jin Myeong’s gaze headed toward the 2nd floor window.

Curiosity moved he slowly stepped the building stairs holding the banana milk in his mouth.

When reached the 2nd floor the interior was clearly visible through the wide open door gap.

Large cooking stations were placed several, and people were concentrating on cooking at their respective seats.

A small sign was stuck beside the door.

[Cooking class together with local residents]

“...”

Just when Jin Myeong was standing at the door and sightseeing the interior with indifferent eyes.

“By any chance interested in cooking?”

A woman who seemed mid to late 20s wearing an apron approached and asked smiling brightly.

Jin Myeong looked at her without words.

Leisurely expression, skilled feeling, and strange atmosphere.

Probably a person doing work related to cooking.

The person operating this place?

“Heuum··· then want to come in and look?”

“...”

“Even if not a member fine so come in.”

When the woman led Jin Myeong inside he entered inside in a daze.

The interior atmosphere was quite serious.

From office workers who came dragging tired bodies after work to students wearing school uniforms, and even elderly of considerable age the age groups were diverse.

“You can look with a comfortable mind.”

The woman who said that soon fixed the apron and began busily going around between the students’ tables.

“...”

Probably the teacher teaching them here.

“When using vegetables you have to slice preserving the grain so later when frying the breath doesn’t die and the crispy texture lives. When holding the knife like this, don’t give too much strength to the wrist. Lightly using snap tuk tuk!”

The woman directly showed demonstration on the cutting board and continued explaining passionately.

“Aiku, this really... doesn’t slice as the mind.”

“Father, put the knife tip on the cutting board first and slice as if pushing with a seuk like a lever. Ah, yes! Right! Now exactly good!”

“When did you say put the meat? If turn around forget forget.”

“When oil is put on the pan and green onion garlic aroma fully rose put! Fire control is life! First medium fire to bring out the aroma, when the meat is half cooked raise to strong fire and fry quickly!”

The woman stuck close beside the clumsy students and corrected the knife holding posture, and held the frying pan handle together and checked the temperature.

Everyone was continuous clumsy mistakes, but every time the woman’s kind encouragement continued and smile flowers bloomed here and there.

Quite serious yet lively and warm class scenery.

Jin Myeong’s mood also became comfortable for the first time in a while.

Just when such a warm atmosphere continued, there was one man emitting particularly annoying energy.

“Ah, really. This kind of thing just frying hard on strong fire is enough? No need to put bit by bit in order like that.”

A man going back and forth between people with a loose attitude and nagging.

The female instructor who saw such him made a difficult smile.

“Student, this is basic class for beginners. Matching temperature and order according to the standard is important.”

“Aei, in practice when keeping all that? Speed is life.”

The man snorted and lightly looked around the surrounding students.

Then met eyes with Jin Myeong.

Looked at him with a strange gaze for a moment then approached and asked.

“New member?”

“...”

At that time the woman approached the two and said.

“Ah, this person is not a member.”

“Huh? Then why?”

“Seemed interested in cooking so I brought in.”

At those words the man’s expression changed as if lightly annoyed.

“No, bringing anyone in is difficult. Not even a member.”

“Since I the instructor permitted fine.”

“Tsk.”

Clicked his tongue then the man stepped back.

Then meddled here and there to people again then went in front of an empty cooking station.

“Since words came out I’ll show demonstration once. Cooking is done like this.”

He stepped out in front of the empty cooking station acting arrogant.

Put oil generously on the pan then put the materials all at once before the temperature even rose.

Chiiik!

“Okay, look. If turn like this with wrist snap hwik hwik it’s the end.”

“Ooooo!!”

At the form of shaking the pan quite flashily some students spat exclamations.

The woman watching that commotion lightly approached Jin Myeong’s side and whispered in a small voice.

“That person, originally worked as kitchen staff at a quite large restaurant so pride is extremely strong.”

“...”

“Preparing to receive youth startup support fund from the district office, one of the essential conditions is getting the cooking class completion certificate. But always likes to step out like that. If uncomfortable watching I’ll apologize instead.”

“...”

The woman made an awkward expression and carefully explained the situation alone.

Of course Jin Myeong had no interest whatever such fact.

Only teaching people in such an incorrect way was quite annoying.

Because ignored the pan’s temperature the materials’ moisture all came out and became tough, and the unnecessarily noisy snap was only increasing heat loss. Typical of a low-level full of only outer show.

A moment later.

“Okay okay, everyone taste once each. Originally at the restaurant I worked this was quite expensive high-grade cooking know.”

When the man acted arrogant to the fullest and contained the completed stir-fry cooking on a large plate, the students nodded tasting a bit with chopsticks.

“Eum, delicious, delicious.”

“Certainly Jong-man is different as experienced.”

At that time, the instructor prepared a front plate with a bit of the stir-fry cooking and chopsticks and approached Jin Myeong.

“Want to taste once?”

The instructor held out the plate with a kind smile.

The man who saw that appearance made a strange expression.

“That, if eat outside extremely expensive.”

“...”

The instructor looked at such man with an awkward face then looked back at Jin Myeong again.

“Please eat.”

Jin Myeong slightly narrowed his brow.

Didn’t particularly want to put low-level without basics’ food to the mouth, but also ambiguous to openly ignore the sincerity handed with goodwill.

“······.”

Jin Myeong received the chopsticks without words and picked one piece of the stir-fry cooking and pushed into his mouth.

Umul.

And as soon as chewed Jin Myeong’s brow distorted.

“Tasteless and tough.”

“······?!”