***
It's easy.
Hae-jun has potatoes and his father's recipe.
However,
*
[Potato Soup]
-Ingredients: 3 potatoes, 1 onion, 50g butter, 250ml milk, salt
-Procedure
1. Boil the potatoes, peel them, and cut them into appropriate sizes.
2. Put butter in a pan, sauté the onions and potatoes, and add milk.
3. Bring to a boil and season with salt.
*
'I wish I had onions...'
Potatoes alone would be bland.
The sweet and rich flavor comes out when onions are added.
Hae-jun headed to the small kitchen in the corner of the workshop. James' kitchen, who lives alone, is the worst. It was full of dirty dishes, and there were no proper ingredients.
A bag of onions found in the corner. When I opened it, most of them were rotten.
"Ugh, they're rotten."
There's nowhere to get onions right now.
There were no onions at the grocery store I stopped by before coming, and they don't grow them on the farm.
Fortunately, I found an onion in good condition after searching. It was barely enough to make potato soup.
"Can I help you with anything?"
Chloe asked, entering the kitchen at the rattling sound.
"Can you bring me some butter, goat's milk, and salt from the farm?"
"Okay. Just wait a minute."
After asking Chloe for the ingredients, I rolled up my sleeves.
First, I started washing the dishes to clean the countertop. I barely peeled off the seasonings that were stuck to the plate, dried up and hardened.
Just as I finished cleaning up, Chloe came into the kitchen with a bunch of ingredients in her arms, just in time.
"Here you go."
"Thank you."
Now it's time to make the soup in earnest.
I thinly sliced the onion and put it in a heated pan with butter and sautéed it.
The white onion turned transparent and soon turned a brownish brown.
"Oh, it turned brown."
"It's caramelized."
"Caramelized?"
Caramelization is the process of browning the high sugar content of food at a high temperature, just as sugar turns brown when melted.
It is a process to bring out the sweetness of the onion.
After maximizing the sweet and savory flavor of the onion, I added the boiled potatoes and goat's milk according to the amount and boiled them.
Bubble bubble-
A savory scent wafted with the foam.
Since there is no blender here, I pressed the thick boiling soup with a wooden spatula to crush the lumps. The potatoes and onions crumbled and gradually turned into a thick form.
Finally completed!
I took it out and put it in a deep plate.
James, who still had a sullen face, moved his butt as soon as he saw Hae-jun's plate.
The savory and sweet scent tempted him like a pheromone.
"Sniff... Does it smell good?"
"It tastes good too. Try it."
"Where."
Slurp-
James' pupils dilated as he took a spoonful of soup.
"!!??···"
The soup went down his throat smoothly to his stomach.
The feeling of gently wrapping the hangover-stricken stomach.
I felt comfortable.
"Ah... This makes my stomach feel better."
It's like coming home after two nights of night shift and taking a hot bath in a bathtub.
As his stomach warmed up, a warm feeling spread throughout his body.
It was just a bowl of soup, but sweat broke out on his forehead.
James unknowingly picked up the plate and inhaled the soup with his nose.
This is better than the soup Charles gave me.
"Ahhh~ Refreshing! My stomach is completely relieved."
James exclaimed with satisfaction as he put down the plate.
Hae-jun, who was looking at him with satisfaction, asked him.
"As expected, there's nothing like a hot potato soup to relieve a hangover."
"How did it taste?
"Finished it. It's the same taste your father made! Hahaha."
"I'm glad."
"But is there one more bowl? I feel a little sorry."
"Yes. We have a lot, so have more."
As Hae-jun got up with an empty plate, Chloe, who was looking at James with her mouth watering, shouted.
"Me too. I want to eat too. Can't I have one?"
"Okay."
"Oh, by the way."
Just as he was about to go to the kitchen, James muttered behind Hae-jun's back.
"Come to think of it, there was something more special about Charles' potato soup."
"Something special?"
"Yeah."
James, who narrowed his eyes and rubbed his beard, slapped his knee.
"Yeah, that's it. Bread."
"Bread?"
"Charles always put toasted bread on top of the soup."
"Toasted bread?"
"Yeah. I used to toast the bread crispy. At first, it was hard, but later, it was soaked in soup and it was moist and delicious. It was a delicacy. Hahaha. Old memories keep coming to mind."
It's a recipe that's not in the recipe notebook.
Perhaps he missed the record while improving the cooking method.
Hae-jun listened to James and easily recreated the toasted bread.
He ate the soup again, this time without hesitation.
The second bowl was with Chloe.
"Hmm~ This is what it tastes like. It's so delicious."
"Keugh~ I never thought I'd see this taste again."
Exclamations erupted from both sides.
Hae-jun, who was looking at them with satisfaction, also tasted the soup.
Moderately thick, savory and sweet. Hae-jun had only ever eaten powdered soup that tasted like milk, but this was another world of taste.
'It really warms my stomach...'
It was a menu that would sell well at Sunflower.
In the morning, there might be customers with hangovers like James, and it's a dish that would be perfect for customers who find sandwiches burdensome.
'Okay. Let's add this too.'
James' sullen complexion returned.
He seemed to have regained his energy now.
"Now I feel like I'm going to live. Hahaha. I'll ask you again next time."
"Anytime."
James' hangover cure raised his reputation.
"I've been treated so well, so it's my turn to help you. So what do you need?"
"A table set to be placed in the yard. It would be nice if people could sit and rest comfortably."
"Okay, leave it to me!"
***
"Oh~ It's pretty. It goes well with the grass yard."
Min-ju said, looking at the log table that was brought to the yard early in the morning.
As she said, the chairs with wooden seats and fabric backrests, and the table made of birch wood tabletop, went well with the grass in the yard.
'It can't help but be pretty.'
It's the table he brought along after making plenty of butter-fried potatoes and wedged potatoes for snacks, and even preparing a whole pot of potato soup for hangover relief the next day.
"It must be expensive."
"Um, I just got it."
"This?"
"Strictly speaking, it's a kind of labor exchange."
"You asked someone you know?"
Hae-jun, who couldn't tell all the secrets, just smiled mysteriously and nodded.
"Haven't you eaten breakfast yet?"
"Of course. It's a contractual condition. One sandwich a day."
"Then would you like to try this?"
Hae-jun dragged Min-ju inside the store and handed her a plate of potato soup.
"What is this?"
"Potato soup."
"Oh, is it a new menu?"
"Just. If the response is good, I'm going to sell it. Please try it."
Min-ju sat down, excited about something, and soon changed her expression and tasted the soup carefully, as if she were Gordon Ramsay.
"Oh!"
"Oh?"
"Oooooh!"
"Does that mean it's delicious?"
"Look at my expression. Would someone who ate tasteless food make such a surprised expression?"
"Haha. Is that so?"
"It's so delicious. It's totally delicious! Mongchi, you should try it too."
Perhaps because it was a pity to eat alone, Min-ju poured some soup into Mongchi's bowl, who was curled up.
The guy, who had been acting indifferently, got up as soon as he was given something to eat.
Flick-
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
"Meow~!"
"Hehe. Me too."
Min-ju laughed as she looked at Mongchi.
She didn't know. Mongchi had already emptied two bowls of soup on the farm and followed him.
"Brother, I'm selling this from today. Can you make it right away?"
"Huh? Uh... I can make it, but so suddenly?"
"Customers are already complaining a lot. They say they make too little sandwiches. I asked them to increase the amount, but you're the only one making them, so you don't have enough time. But, if you just make it and leave it, I'll just serve it, so wouldn't it help sales more?"
Min-ju seemed to have a talent for business, as she said she had a lot of experience as a part-timer.
As Hae-jun nodded blankly, Min-ju immediately started working on adding to the menu.
She quickly wrote on a small wooden signboard that could be written on and hung it at the entrance of the store.
+
New menu release
A warm and soft potato soup
that will fill your morning...1.5
+
***
"Ugh... My stomach hurts."
Attorney Kim In-chul drank until dawn to celebrate winning the lawsuit.
As a result, all he has left is a hangover.
Gurgle-
Strangely, I was hungry and my stomach was upset.
I want to eat something, but I feel like I'm going to vomit no matter what I eat.
My stomach was rumbling and my head was dizzy.
Then, one food suddenly came to his mind.
"Should I eat a sandwich?"
I thought it would be okay to eat that.
It was soft and moist, but even if I couldn't eat it all, I could save it and eat it later.
Before he knew it, his steps were headed towards Sunflower, an alley in the residential area, not the office.
.
.
.
'Why are there so many people?'
The front of Sunflower was bustling like a bus stop during rush hour.
Passing by people taking selfies like Spider-Man clinging to the wall, he entered the store.
People were sitting on chairs in the yard, and the store was already full. Thinking that he would have to pack it, he approached the part-timer.
"One sandwich, please."
"What should I do? It just sold out..."
"Already?"
"I'm sorry."
"Ah..."
My stomach was already spewing gastric juice at the thought of eating a sandwich.
Hangover, hunger, and hyperacidity overlapped, and my stomach was already in ruins.
"I have to eat something."
Hearing Kim In-chul mumbling, the part-timer kindly recommended another menu to him with a friendly smile.
"If you're okay with it, how about the new menu, potato soup? It's topped with bread, so it might be good to soothe your stomach lightly."
'Soup?... To soothe my stomach?...'
"Give me that."
After ordering, I sat down at an empty seat where a customer had just left.
A potato soup served shortly after.
"Enjoy your meal."
"Thank you."
Half-convinced by the part-timer's recommendation, the visuals of the potato soup looked pretty good.
Hot steam rises up, and a savory scent stimulates the nostrils.
'Should I try it...'
Slurp-
"Oh?!"
An exclamation came out without my knowledge.
Sheepishly, I glanced around and saw the part-timer looking at me with a pleased smile. It was as if he was saying, "See? I was right."
***
It's easy.
Hae-jun has potatoes and his father's recipe.
However,
*
[Potato Soup]
-Ingredients: 3 potatoes, 1 onion, 50g butter, 250ml milk, salt
-Procedure
1. Boil the potatoes, peel them, and cut them into appropriate sizes.
2. Put butter in a pan, sauté the onions and potatoes, and add milk.
3. Bring to a boil and season with salt.
*
'I wish I had onions...'
Potatoes alone would be bland.
The sweet and rich flavor comes out when onions are added.
Hae-jun headed to the small kitchen in the corner of the workshop. James' kitchen, who lives alone, is the worst. It was full of dirty dishes, and there were no proper ingredients.
A bag of onions found in the corner. When I opened it, most of them were rotten.
"Ugh, they're rotten."
There's nowhere to get onions right now.
There were no onions at the grocery store I stopped by before coming, and they don't grow them on the farm.
Fortunately, I found an onion in good condition after searching. It was barely enough to make potato soup.
"Can I help you with anything?"
Chloe asked, entering the kitchen at the rattling sound.
"Can you bring me some butter, goat's milk, and salt from the farm?"
"Okay. Just wait a minute."
After asking Chloe for the ingredients, I rolled up my sleeves.
First, I started washing the dishes to clean the countertop. I barely peeled off the seasonings that were stuck to the plate, dried up and hardened.
Just as I finished cleaning up, Chloe came into the kitchen with a bunch of ingredients in her arms, just in time.
"Here you go."
"Thank you."
Now it's time to make the soup in earnest.
I thinly sliced the onion and put it in a heated pan with butter and sautéed it.
The white onion turned transparent and soon turned a brownish brown.
"Oh, it turned brown."
"It's caramelized."
"Caramelized?"
Caramelization is the process of browning the high sugar content of food at a high temperature, just as sugar turns brown when melted.
It is a process to bring out the sweetness of the onion.
After maximizing the sweet and savory flavor of the onion, I added the boiled potatoes and goat's milk according to the amount and boiled them.
Bubble bubble-
A savory scent wafted with the foam.
Since there is no blender here, I pressed the thick boiling soup with a wooden spatula to crush the lumps. The potatoes and onions crumbled and gradually turned into a thick form.
Finally completed!
I took it out and put it in a deep plate.
James, who still had a sullen face, moved his butt as soon as he saw Hae-jun's plate.
The savory and sweet scent tempted him like a pheromone.
"Sniff... Does it smell good?"
"It tastes good too. Try it."
"Where."
Slurp-
James' pupils dilated as he took a spoonful of soup.
"!!??···"
The soup went down his throat smoothly to his stomach.
The feeling of gently wrapping the hangover-stricken stomach.
I felt comfortable.
"Ah... This makes my stomach feel better."
It's like coming home after two nights of night shift and taking a hot bath in a bathtub.
As his stomach warmed up, a warm feeling spread throughout his body.
It was just a bowl of soup, but sweat broke out on his forehead.
James unknowingly picked up the plate and inhaled the soup with his nose.
This is better than the soup Charles gave me.
"Ahhh~ Refreshing! My stomach is completely relieved."
James exclaimed with satisfaction as he put down the plate.
Hae-jun, who was looking at him with satisfaction, asked him.
"As expected, there's nothing like a hot potato soup to relieve a hangover."
"How did it taste?
"Finished it. It's the same taste your father made! Hahaha."
"I'm glad."
"But is there one more bowl? I feel a little sorry."
"Yes. We have a lot, so have more."
As Hae-jun got up with an empty plate, Chloe, who was looking at James with her mouth watering, shouted.
"Me too. I want to eat too. Can't I have one?"
"Okay."
"Oh, by the way."
Just as he was about to go to the kitchen, James muttered behind Hae-jun's back.
"Come to think of it, there was something more special about Charles' potato soup."
"Something special?"
"Yeah."
James, who narrowed his eyes and rubbed his beard, slapped his knee.
"Yeah, that's it. Bread."
"Bread?"
"Charles always put toasted bread on top of the soup."
"Toasted bread?"
"Yeah. I used to toast the bread crispy. At first, it was hard, but later, it was soaked in soup and it was moist and delicious. It was a delicacy. Hahaha. Old memories keep coming to mind."
It's a recipe that's not in the recipe notebook.
Perhaps he missed the record while improving the cooking method.
Hae-jun listened to James and easily recreated the toasted bread.
He ate the soup again, this time without hesitation.
The second bowl was with Chloe.
"Hmm~ This is what it tastes like. It's so delicious."
"Keugh~ I never thought I'd see this taste again."
Exclamations erupted from both sides.
Hae-jun, who was looking at them with satisfaction, also tasted the soup.
Moderately thick, savory and sweet. Hae-jun had only ever eaten powdered soup that tasted like milk, but this was another world of taste.
'It really warms my stomach...'
It was a menu that would sell well at Sunflower.
In the morning, there might be customers with hangovers like James, and it's a dish that would be perfect for customers who find sandwiches burdensome.
'Okay. Let's add this too.'
James' sullen complexion returned.
He seemed to have regained his energy now.
"Now I feel like I'm going to live. Hahaha. I'll ask you again next time."
"Anytime."
James' hangover cure raised his reputation.
"I've been treated so well, so it's my turn to help you. So what do you need?"
"A table set to be placed in the yard. It would be nice if people could sit and rest comfortably."
"Okay, leave it to me!"
***
"Oh~ It's pretty. It goes well with the grass yard."
Min-ju said, looking at the log table that was brought to the yard early in the morning.
As she said, the chairs with wooden seats and fabric backrests, and the table made of birch wood tabletop, went well with the grass in the yard.
'It can't help but be pretty.'
It's the table he brought along after making plenty of butter-fried potatoes and wedged potatoes for snacks, and even preparing a whole pot of potato soup for hangover relief the next day.
"It must be expensive."
"Um, I just got it."
"This?"
"Strictly speaking, it's a kind of labor exchange."
"You asked someone you know?"
Hae-jun, who couldn't tell all the secrets, just smiled mysteriously and nodded.
"Haven't you eaten breakfast yet?"
"Of course. It's a contractual condition. One sandwich a day."
"Then would you like to try this?"
Hae-jun dragged Min-ju inside the store and handed her a plate of potato soup.
"What is this?"
"Potato soup."
"Oh, is it a new menu?"
"Just. If the response is good, I'm going to sell it. Please try it."
Min-ju sat down, excited about something, and soon changed her expression and tasted the soup carefully, as if she were Gordon Ramsay.
"Oh!"
"Oh?"
"Oooooh!"
"Does that mean it's delicious?"
"Look at my expression. Would someone who ate tasteless food make such a surprised expression?"
"Haha. Is that so?"
"It's so delicious. It's totally delicious! Mongchi, you should try it too."
Perhaps because it was a pity to eat alone, Min-ju poured some soup into Mongchi's bowl, who was curled up.
The guy, who had been acting indifferently, got up as soon as he was given something to eat.
Flick-
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
"Meow~!"
"Hehe. Me too."
Min-ju laughed as she looked at Mongchi.
She didn't know. Mongchi had already emptied two bowls of soup on the farm and followed him.
"Brother, I'm selling this from today. Can you make it right away?"
"Huh? Uh... I can make it, but so suddenly?"
"Customers are already complaining a lot. They say they make too little sandwiches. I asked them to increase the amount, but you're the only one making them, so you don't have enough time. But, if you just make it and leave it, I'll just serve it, so wouldn't it help sales more?"
Min-ju seemed to have a talent for business, as she said she had a lot of experience as a part-timer.
As Hae-jun nodded blankly, Min-ju immediately started working on adding to the menu.
She quickly wrote on a small wooden signboard that could be written on and hung it at the entrance of the store.
+
New menu release
A warm and soft potato soup
that will fill your morning...1.5
+
***
"Ugh... My stomach hurts."
Attorney Kim In-chul drank until dawn to celebrate winning the lawsuit.
As a result, all he has left is a hangover.
Gurgle-
Strangely, I was hungry and my stomach was upset.
I want to eat something, but I feel like I'm going to vomit no matter what I eat.
My stomach was rumbling and my head was dizzy.
Then, one food suddenly came to his mind.
"Should I eat a sandwich?"
I thought it would be okay to eat that.
It was soft and moist, but even if I couldn't eat it all, I could save it and eat it later.
Before he knew it, his steps were headed towards Sunflower, an alley in the residential area, not the office.
.
.
.
'Why are there so many people?'
The front of Sunflower was bustling like a bus stop during rush hour.
Passing by people taking selfies like Spider-Man clinging to the wall, he entered the store.
People were sitting on chairs in the yard, and the store was already full. Thinking that he would have to pack it, he approached the part-timer.
"One sandwich, please."
"What should I do? It just sold out..."
"Already?"
"I'm sorry."
"Ah..."
My stomach was already spewing gastric juice at the thought of eating a sandwich.
Hangover, hunger, and hyperacidity overlapped, and my stomach was already in ruins.
"I have to eat something."
Hearing Kim In-chul mumbling, the part-timer kindly recommended another menu to him with a friendly smile.
"If you're okay with it, how about the new menu, potato soup? It's topped with bread, so it might be good to soothe your stomach lightly."
'Soup?... To soothe my stomach?...'
"Give me that."
After ordering, I sat down at an empty seat where a customer had just left.
A potato soup served shortly after.
"Enjoy your meal."
"Thank you."
Half-convinced by the part-timer's recommendation, the visuals of the potato soup looked pretty good.
Hot steam rises up, and a savory scent stimulates the nostrils.
'Should I try it...'
Slurp-
"Oh?!"
An exclamation came out without my knowledge.
Sheepishly, I glanced around and saw the part-timer looking at me with a pleased smile. It was as if he was saying, "See? I was right."
