***
Min-ju, who had eaten a plate of egg sandwiches in one go, went out to paint the mural again, and Hae-jun was lost in thought for a moment.
‘Business…’
It wasn’t something he hadn’t thought about.
When he came over from the farm with crops, he had wondered if he should sell them at the market.
He couldn’t eat all the ingredients he brought from the Dimensional Farm, and the balance of 240,000 won in his bank account couldn’t be ignored.
He had to make money no matter what.
At least he wouldn’t get any complaints that it was tasteless.
He didn’t have to pay for the ingredients, so even if he couldn’t sell them all, he could just eat them. If he was lucky and sold them all, he would make enough for a day’s wage.
Hae-jun, who had come this far, decided to make and sell sandwiches.
‘First, I should sell egg sandwiches and goat’s milk as the morning menu. About 20 servings.’
Once he made up his mind, there were many things he had to think about.
He had to think about the price, where and how to sell them.
‘If I sell them here, I’ll just get kicked out.’
No one would buy a sandwich, no matter how delicious it was, if it was sold in the corner of a residential area.
He had to go somewhere with a lot of people.
According to Min-ju, the area in front of the subway station had a lot of people during rush hour. So that’s where he would sell them.
‘Next, the price?’
He searched the internet. According to the startup cafe and Baek Teacher’s YouTube channel, which was popular on broadcasts these days, the cost of ingredients was about 40%. In other words, if the cost was 1,000 won, it was said that a reasonable price would be around 2,500 won.
‘But my ingredients cost 0 won.’
He got the goat’s milk from the farm, and he made the bread and other ingredients himself, so he didn’t have to pay for them separately.
But he couldn’t give them away for free.
“Let’s do some market research first.”
He went around the coffee shops and stores near the subway station to check the prices of sandwiches. They were usually 3,000 to 4,000 won, and some expensive franchise stores were over 5,000 won.
‘Since I’m selling them on a street stall, I should sell them for less. Otherwise, there’s no point in buying them. Let’s set the price at the same level as the sandwiches sold at convenience stores.’
Now that he had decided on the price and the quantity to sell, it was time to get the ingredients.
Hae-jun, who returned to the store, made a few more sandwiches for Min-ju, who was busy painting the mural, as a snack, and headed to the farm.
***
Beep, beep, beep- Beep, beep, beep-
6:30 AM.
The alarm rang on time.
“Ugh…”
So-eun, who had barely turned off the alarm, got out of bed with a sullen look.
She wanted to roll around in bed a little longer, but she had to get to the office by 7:30 AM to organize the documents for the trial today and give them to the lawyer.
“I’m going to be late. I have to hurry up and get ready.”
After taking a shower and putting on some light makeup, it was past 7 AM.
It took 30 minutes to walk to the office. It was only five stops by bus, but she walked to work every day for exercise because of the nature of her job, which required her to sit all day. It was a luxury for her to have a leisurely breakfast. She hurriedly left her studio apartment.
.
.
.
Meanwhile.
Hae-jun, who had also decided to start a business today, woke up early in the morning and was busy preparing food.
He baked bread with the ingredients he brought from the farm and made the filling for the sandwiches.
He spent half of his remaining fortune to buy plastic containers. They were containers for sandwiches and goat’s milk. It was a big investment for Hae-jun. If his business failed today, he would only have 120,000 won left in his bank account. So he had to put his heart and soul into making the food.
“It’s done.”
He put three pieces of egg sandwich in a transparent plastic container and 200ml of goat’s milk in each of the 20 bottles.
Then he wrote [Sandwich 2,500 won / Goat’s milk 700 won / Set 3,000 won] in large letters on a piece of paper and put it in.
He was all set.
He loaded the food onto a camping wagon and headed to the front of the subway station.
As Min-ju had said, there were stalls selling gimbap, toast, and fish cakes in front of each exit, getting ready for business.
The only place left was exit 8, where there weren’t many people. Hae-jun took a spot in front of it and displayed the sandwiches he had brought.
After 7 AM, the number of people passing by increased. Looking around, he saw that the other stalls were already starting to get customers, one by one. Salarymen walking quickly with a brisk pace bought gimbap and went down to the underground passage, and those who seemed to have time to spare soaked their bodies in fish cake soup.
‘But why aren’t there any customers here?’
The people passing in front of Hae-jun walked quickly past him as if they were racehorses.
Just as he was thinking that maybe he had chosen the wrong spot,
“Huh?”
He made eye contact with a familiar woman.
The woman also stopped for a moment, as if she recognized Hae-jun.
“That time, that…”
“The law firm.”
“Right?”
“Haha. Yes.”
“What are you doing here?”
So-eun, who had asked the question, read the words written on the stall.
“Oh, you’re selling things here.”
“I’m trying to sell some sandwiches.”
So-eun tilted her head.
It was strange. A man who had inherited real estate worth 1.5 billion won was selling things in front of a subway station. Moreover, she had heard from the lawyer that the building had been converted into a restaurant.
‘Why don’t you sell things in your own building? Why here?’
She was curious and wanted to ask him about it, but she was short on time.
Still, she couldn’t just pass by the delicious-looking sandwiches.
“I was hungry, so this is perfect. Give me one… no, two.”
Three thousand won was not an expensive price, and she didn’t feel burdened to give to the lawyer.
“Two? Thank you. Since you’re my first customer, I’ll only charge you five thousand won.”
Hae-jun said, handing her a bag containing the sandwiches.
Since she was a familiar face and his first customer, he gave her a little service.
“Thank you.”
“Enjoy your meal.”
After that, there were occasional customers.
Fortunately, 15 out of the 20 sandwiches he had prepared were sold.
He didn’t sell out, but he made 45,000 won in the morning alone.
If he worked five days a week, he could make more than 200,000 won by selling them for only five days a week.
“Not bad?”
It wasn’t a huge success, but it was a decent profit.
After all, Hae-jun’s ingredient costs were almost zero.
After 9 AM, the number of people decreased noticeably.
The gimbap grandma had gone in 30 minutes ago, and the ajusshi who was selling fish cakes started preparing for lunch by frying tteokbokki and fried food.
Hae-jun also packed up his stall and loaded the remaining food onto the wagon.
As he was about to go back to the store, he noticed some people sitting in a nearby park. Judging from their appearance, they didn’t look like people who had come out for a morning workout.
“I have one left. Would you like it?”
Hae-jun mustered up the courage to offer the food to a strange man. It wasn’t out of pity or anything.
He just wanted to do it.
“It’s nothing special. It’s just that today is my first day selling, and I have some left. I’m giving it to you to try.”
“T, thank you.”
Hae-jun gave the remaining sandwiches to the people sitting on the park bench, leaving two for himself and Min-ju.
***
“So-eun-ssi. Trial documents.”
“Here you go. Lawyer-nim.”
“Thanks. I’m going to be late for the trial, so I’ll go first. If I can’t come in today, schedule any consultation appointments for tomorrow.”
“Yes, Lawyer-nim. Oh, wait a minute. Take this too.”
So-eun, who had been writing down the instructions, hurriedly handed a small paper bag to In-chul.
It was the sandwich she had bought from Hae-jun on her way to work.
"What is it?"
"It's a sandwich. Eat it on your way."
"Oh~ I didn't eat breakfast, so thanks."
"Have a safe trip."
As Lawyer Kim In-chul left the office, So-eun, who was now relieved of her nervousness, leaned back comfortably in her chair.
It was always busy on the day of a morning trial.
"Whew~ That was tiring."
As So-eun was taking a short break, her stomach growled.
She took out the sandwich she had left for herself.
'It doesn't look bad.'
For a sandwich sold on the street, it was packed with ingredients. No, rather than packed, it was so full that it looked like a fat macaron, which was popular these days.
"But if it had more ham or vegetables instead of eggs, it would have been better."
So-eun didn't eat picky, but if she had to choose between eggs and ham, she would definitely choose ham.
That's because she didn't like the smell of eggs, so she found it hard to eat boiled eggs when she was on a diet. But this was delicious!
Her jaw moved on its own in ecstasy.
She chewed, swallowed.
Chewed again, swallowed again.
Even as she chewed and swallowed the food, the rich flavor lingered pleasantly in her nasal cavity.
When she came to her senses, the three pieces of sandwich were gone, and only the empty plastic container remained.
"Aww... I wish I had more. But how can a three-thousand-won sandwich sold on the street be this delicious? Will he be out tomorrow? Hmm, I have to buy it again."
She smiled happily, though she was a little sad.
***
In front of the store.
Min-ju, who had been working on the mural since morning, found Hae-jun and asked with a bright smile.
"Where have you been?"
"Selling."
"You really started selling sandwiches?"
"Yeah. I made a few and sold them."
"How was the response?"
Min-ju asked, poking her head out towards Hae-jun's wagon, and Hae-jun proudly told her that he had sold 15 in about two hours.
It wasn't a lot, but he was strangely proud of himself since it was his first time selling.
"See. I told you. They would sell well."
"Thanks. Here, this is yours."
"I have one too?"
"Yeah. I left some for us to eat."
"I was just getting hungry, so this is perfect."
Min-ju took a picture of the sandwich with the wall she was working on in the background.
She said she was on Instagram, so she took a lot of pictures.
"I have to post it on Instagram. Hehe."
She posted the picture she had just taken with the hashtags #Mokdong #FatEggSandwich #AteTwoButCouldHaveEatenMore #SuperDelicious.
Less than a minute after she posted it, she got 50 likes and comments.
-Wow, it looks delicious.
-I want to eat it. I didn't eat breakfast. Gulp~ ㅠㅠ
-It's so full. Where do you sell this?
Min-ju, who was happily reading the comments, asked Hae-jun.
"Oppa, where do you sell?"
"Me? Exit 8 of Mokdong Station."
"Okay."
After hearing the answer, Min-ju quickly replied.
She added that he only sold them in the morning.
"Maybe you'll sell all 20 tomorrow."
"I hope so."
"Huh? Then I won't get any. That's a little sad."
"If I sell them all, I'll make some more for you."
"You promise?"
"Yeah."
After sitting together for about 10 minutes and sharing the sandwiches, Hae-jun hurriedly returned to the store. He had to hurry up and grow the ingredients if he wanted to sell them again tomorrow.
After checking the inventory in the kitchen, he went to the farm through the dimensional door.
Today, too, the sky on the farm was blue, and a cool breeze was blowing pleasantly.
Just like Hae-jun's mood.
***
Min-ju, who had eaten a plate of egg sandwiches in one go, went out to paint the mural again, and Hae-jun was lost in thought for a moment.
‘Business…’
It wasn’t something he hadn’t thought about.
When he came over from the farm with crops, he had wondered if he should sell them at the market.
He couldn’t eat all the ingredients he brought from the Dimensional Farm, and the balance of 240,000 won in his bank account couldn’t be ignored.
He had to make money no matter what.
At least he wouldn’t get any complaints that it was tasteless.
He didn’t have to pay for the ingredients, so even if he couldn’t sell them all, he could just eat them. If he was lucky and sold them all, he would make enough for a day’s wage.
Hae-jun, who had come this far, decided to make and sell sandwiches.
‘First, I should sell egg sandwiches and goat’s milk as the morning menu. About 20 servings.’
Once he made up his mind, there were many things he had to think about.
He had to think about the price, where and how to sell them.
‘If I sell them here, I’ll just get kicked out.’
No one would buy a sandwich, no matter how delicious it was, if it was sold in the corner of a residential area.
He had to go somewhere with a lot of people.
According to Min-ju, the area in front of the subway station had a lot of people during rush hour. So that’s where he would sell them.
‘Next, the price?’
He searched the internet. According to the startup cafe and Baek Teacher’s YouTube channel, which was popular on broadcasts these days, the cost of ingredients was about 40%. In other words, if the cost was 1,000 won, it was said that a reasonable price would be around 2,500 won.
‘But my ingredients cost 0 won.’
He got the goat’s milk from the farm, and he made the bread and other ingredients himself, so he didn’t have to pay for them separately.
But he couldn’t give them away for free.
“Let’s do some market research first.”
He went around the coffee shops and stores near the subway station to check the prices of sandwiches. They were usually 3,000 to 4,000 won, and some expensive franchise stores were over 5,000 won.
‘Since I’m selling them on a street stall, I should sell them for less. Otherwise, there’s no point in buying them. Let’s set the price at the same level as the sandwiches sold at convenience stores.’
Now that he had decided on the price and the quantity to sell, it was time to get the ingredients.
Hae-jun, who returned to the store, made a few more sandwiches for Min-ju, who was busy painting the mural, as a snack, and headed to the farm.
***
Beep, beep, beep- Beep, beep, beep-
6:30 AM.
The alarm rang on time.
“Ugh…”
So-eun, who had barely turned off the alarm, got out of bed with a sullen look.
She wanted to roll around in bed a little longer, but she had to get to the office by 7:30 AM to organize the documents for the trial today and give them to the lawyer.
“I’m going to be late. I have to hurry up and get ready.”
After taking a shower and putting on some light makeup, it was past 7 AM.
It took 30 minutes to walk to the office. It was only five stops by bus, but she walked to work every day for exercise because of the nature of her job, which required her to sit all day. It was a luxury for her to have a leisurely breakfast. She hurriedly left her studio apartment.
.
.
.
Meanwhile.
Hae-jun, who had also decided to start a business today, woke up early in the morning and was busy preparing food.
He baked bread with the ingredients he brought from the farm and made the filling for the sandwiches.
He spent half of his remaining fortune to buy plastic containers. They were containers for sandwiches and goat’s milk. It was a big investment for Hae-jun. If his business failed today, he would only have 120,000 won left in his bank account. So he had to put his heart and soul into making the food.
“It’s done.”
He put three pieces of egg sandwich in a transparent plastic container and 200ml of goat’s milk in each of the 20 bottles.
Then he wrote [Sandwich 2,500 won / Goat’s milk 700 won / Set 3,000 won] in large letters on a piece of paper and put it in.
He was all set.
He loaded the food onto a camping wagon and headed to the front of the subway station.
As Min-ju had said, there were stalls selling gimbap, toast, and fish cakes in front of each exit, getting ready for business.
The only place left was exit 8, where there weren’t many people. Hae-jun took a spot in front of it and displayed the sandwiches he had brought.
After 7 AM, the number of people passing by increased. Looking around, he saw that the other stalls were already starting to get customers, one by one. Salarymen walking quickly with a brisk pace bought gimbap and went down to the underground passage, and those who seemed to have time to spare soaked their bodies in fish cake soup.
‘But why aren’t there any customers here?’
The people passing in front of Hae-jun walked quickly past him as if they were racehorses.
Just as he was thinking that maybe he had chosen the wrong spot,
“Huh?”
He made eye contact with a familiar woman.
The woman also stopped for a moment, as if she recognized Hae-jun.
“That time, that…”
“The law firm.”
“Right?”
“Haha. Yes.”
“What are you doing here?”
So-eun, who had asked the question, read the words written on the stall.
“Oh, you’re selling things here.”
“I’m trying to sell some sandwiches.”
So-eun tilted her head.
It was strange. A man who had inherited real estate worth 1.5 billion won was selling things in front of a subway station. Moreover, she had heard from the lawyer that the building had been converted into a restaurant.
‘Why don’t you sell things in your own building? Why here?’
She was curious and wanted to ask him about it, but she was short on time.
Still, she couldn’t just pass by the delicious-looking sandwiches.
“I was hungry, so this is perfect. Give me one… no, two.”
Three thousand won was not an expensive price, and she didn’t feel burdened to give to the lawyer.
“Two? Thank you. Since you’re my first customer, I’ll only charge you five thousand won.”
Hae-jun said, handing her a bag containing the sandwiches.
Since she was a familiar face and his first customer, he gave her a little service.
“Thank you.”
“Enjoy your meal.”
After that, there were occasional customers.
Fortunately, 15 out of the 20 sandwiches he had prepared were sold.
He didn’t sell out, but he made 45,000 won in the morning alone.
If he worked five days a week, he could make more than 200,000 won by selling them for only five days a week.
“Not bad?”
It wasn’t a huge success, but it was a decent profit.
After all, Hae-jun’s ingredient costs were almost zero.
After 9 AM, the number of people decreased noticeably.
The gimbap grandma had gone in 30 minutes ago, and the ajusshi who was selling fish cakes started preparing for lunch by frying tteokbokki and fried food.
Hae-jun also packed up his stall and loaded the remaining food onto the wagon.
As he was about to go back to the store, he noticed some people sitting in a nearby park. Judging from their appearance, they didn’t look like people who had come out for a morning workout.
“I have one left. Would you like it?”
Hae-jun mustered up the courage to offer the food to a strange man. It wasn’t out of pity or anything.
He just wanted to do it.
“It’s nothing special. It’s just that today is my first day selling, and I have some left. I’m giving it to you to try.”
“T, thank you.”
Hae-jun gave the remaining sandwiches to the people sitting on the park bench, leaving two for himself and Min-ju.
***
“So-eun-ssi. Trial documents.”
“Here you go. Lawyer-nim.”
“Thanks. I’m going to be late for the trial, so I’ll go first. If I can’t come in today, schedule any consultation appointments for tomorrow.”
“Yes, Lawyer-nim. Oh, wait a minute. Take this too.”
So-eun, who had been writing down the instructions, hurriedly handed a small paper bag to In-chul.
It was the sandwich she had bought from Hae-jun on her way to work.
"What is it?"
"It's a sandwich. Eat it on your way."
"Oh~ I didn't eat breakfast, so thanks."
"Have a safe trip."
As Lawyer Kim In-chul left the office, So-eun, who was now relieved of her nervousness, leaned back comfortably in her chair.
It was always busy on the day of a morning trial.
"Whew~ That was tiring."
As So-eun was taking a short break, her stomach growled.
She took out the sandwich she had left for herself.
'It doesn't look bad.'
For a sandwich sold on the street, it was packed with ingredients. No, rather than packed, it was so full that it looked like a fat macaron, which was popular these days.
"But if it had more ham or vegetables instead of eggs, it would have been better."
So-eun didn't eat picky, but if she had to choose between eggs and ham, she would definitely choose ham.
That's because she didn't like the smell of eggs, so she found it hard to eat boiled eggs when she was on a diet. But this was delicious!
Her jaw moved on its own in ecstasy.
She chewed, swallowed.
Chewed again, swallowed again.
Even as she chewed and swallowed the food, the rich flavor lingered pleasantly in her nasal cavity.
When she came to her senses, the three pieces of sandwich were gone, and only the empty plastic container remained.
"Aww... I wish I had more. But how can a three-thousand-won sandwich sold on the street be this delicious? Will he be out tomorrow? Hmm, I have to buy it again."
She smiled happily, though she was a little sad.
***
In front of the store.
Min-ju, who had been working on the mural since morning, found Hae-jun and asked with a bright smile.
"Where have you been?"
"Selling."
"You really started selling sandwiches?"
"Yeah. I made a few and sold them."
"How was the response?"
Min-ju asked, poking her head out towards Hae-jun's wagon, and Hae-jun proudly told her that he had sold 15 in about two hours.
It wasn't a lot, but he was strangely proud of himself since it was his first time selling.
"See. I told you. They would sell well."
"Thanks. Here, this is yours."
"I have one too?"
"Yeah. I left some for us to eat."
"I was just getting hungry, so this is perfect."
Min-ju took a picture of the sandwich with the wall she was working on in the background.
She said she was on Instagram, so she took a lot of pictures.
"I have to post it on Instagram. Hehe."
She posted the picture she had just taken with the hashtags #Mokdong #FatEggSandwich #AteTwoButCouldHaveEatenMore #SuperDelicious.
Less than a minute after she posted it, she got 50 likes and comments.
-Wow, it looks delicious.
-I want to eat it. I didn't eat breakfast. Gulp~ ㅠㅠ
-It's so full. Where do you sell this?
Min-ju, who was happily reading the comments, asked Hae-jun.
"Oppa, where do you sell?"
"Me? Exit 8 of Mokdong Station."
"Okay."
After hearing the answer, Min-ju quickly replied.
She added that he only sold them in the morning.
"Maybe you'll sell all 20 tomorrow."
"I hope so."
"Huh? Then I won't get any. That's a little sad."
"If I sell them all, I'll make some more for you."
"You promise?"
"Yeah."
After sitting together for about 10 minutes and sharing the sandwiches, Hae-jun hurriedly returned to the store. He had to hurry up and grow the ingredients if he wanted to sell them again tomorrow.
After checking the inventory in the kitchen, he went to the farm through the dimensional door.
Today, too, the sky on the farm was blue, and a cool breeze was blowing pleasantly.
Just like Hae-jun's mood.
