***
“Huh? What is it? Why does it taste like this?”
“Do you expect it to taste like salad? Just think of it as filling your stomach and eat.”
Confirming that there was no escapade from the actress, Dongsu sat down on the sofa in relief and spoke bluntly.
“No, that’s not it.”
“Why? Are you hurt?”
“Ah, no.”
“Then?”
“It’s delicious.”
“It’s delicious? Why? Why is the salad delicious?”
Every time she enters a production, she always suffers for a few months before filming.
The cause is So-yul’s diet. When she only eats grass, she’s like a sensitive boss herself.
She eats pork belly without ssam and doesn’t even mention beef. Had So-yul, a thorough carnivore.
To hear the word “delicious” come out of her mouth, who is on an unavoidable diet for her character!
It’s surprising.
“Right? Isn’t it weird? Why is the salad delicious?”
“Let me try it.”
“Are you going to take the salad from someone on a diet?”
“I’m curious. The salad that the great Han So-yul says is delicious.”
“Good excuse. Here.”
He put the salad, which was as small as an ant’s eye booger, in his mouth and moved his jaw.
“Crazy. What is this?”
Did they put drugs in the salad?
It’s delicious, but it’s too delicious.
***
“Tonight on Entertainment News! Today’s guest is a top actress who has been spreading rumors of advancing to Hollywood these days. Let’s welcome Han So-yul.”
As the reporter finished speaking, Han So-yul, dressed in a provocative white evening dress that fully revealed her body, walked out with an elegant gait.
The reporter, who made an exaggerated expression, exclaimed, “Wow~!”
He showered Han So-yul with compliments.
“How can you have such a good body?”
“Haha. Do you think so?”
“I’ve interviewed many celebrities, but Han So-yul is really the best.”
The atmosphere became relaxed with the compliments.
It’s a nice compliment, but it always feels good to hear compliments about one’s appearance. Moreover, for her, who is on a diet, hearing that she has a good body feels like being compensated for her hard work, so she felt even better.
“I’ll ask you directly. Are you going to Hollywood?”
“Haha. Yes. Director Jackson contacted me himself. He said he wanted to work with me.”
“I heard that the conditions were very strict.”
“That’s right. Since he’s a famous person, his conditions were detailed. He set the characteristics and appearance of the role I play in detail, and above all, I had a hard time because there was a point where I had to lose as much weight as he wanted.”
Han So-yul’s interview was being broadcast on the TV displayed in the mart, and Hae-jun, who had come to buy daily necessities, happened to see the broadcast.
“Huh? It’s that woman. I don’t recognize her when I see her like that.”
It’s completely different from when she came in with her face completely hidden and bought a sandwich.
A provocative yet dignified and elegant appearance.
Even if she stood still, her grace and charm overflowed.
Hae-jun stopped for a moment and watched her interview.
“I see. How did you lose weight? Dieting is the hardest thing in the world.”
“I get paid. Then I have to do it.”
“Hohoho. Is that so?”
“Hehe, I’m kidding. It was really hard. I ate one salad a day and ran on the treadmill for 3 hours. I also did Pilates and weights regularly.”
“As expected, such a luxurious body doesn’t come out for nothing. Honestly, what’s the taste of salad? Meat is the best. Don’t you think so? If someone invents meat that makes you lose weight, it would be a Nobel Prize. Life is meat from meat anyway. Meat is the best.”
“I thought so too.”
“Yes? What do you mean?”
“I thought meat was the best, but it wasn’t. There are also delicious salads.”
“Is there such a thing?”
“Yes.”
“Where do they sell it? Tell me too.”
Han So-yul hesitated at the reporter’s question.
A salad that is sold in limited quantities of 30 per day, which the youngest manager lines up for every morning.
If she revealed the location for no reason, she might not be able to eat it in the future.
“Ah… I, that.”
***
“Is this it? The famous restaurant that Han So-yul praised?”
A quiet residential alley.
As if to say that the house at the end is the rumored store, only that house was crowded with people.
“Yeah. They said it’s a famous egg sandwich restaurant, so it must be right.”
“There are a lot of people.”
“Isn’t it already sold out? I heard it’s a limited sale.”
“Let’s hurry.”
Two women who looked like friends hurried their steps.
<Sunflower>
A salad restaurant that Han So-yul praised on her Instagram.
It was already famous for its egg sandwich called Fat Sandwich.
From the reasonable price to the taste and the trendy emotional interior.
It was a restaurant that had everything that people in their 20s would like.
“Kya~ It’s cute. This is it. Mongchi.”
“It’s really pretty. Look at the fur. What kind of breed is it?”
“Isn’t it that? Norwegian Forest Cat?”
“Is that so? It’s really pretty.”
“Welcome. What can I get for you?”
Min-ju approached the customer who was infatuated with Mongchi and asked.
The reactions of first-time customers to Sunflower are all the same.
They don’t sit down, but run to Mongchi and take pictures. Until Min-ju guides them to their seats.
Only then did the two friends, who came to their senses, sit down and look at the menu.
“What’s the best seller?”
“They’re all good. The morning set is the most popular these days. I guess it’s because you can eat all the menus sold here. Since it’s a limited sale, there’s no guarantee that you’ll be able to eat it again next time.”
“Then give me two of those.”
“Yes, please wait a moment.”
After waiting for a while, the food was served.
“Oh, is this it?”
“Hey. Get your face out of the way. Take a picture first.”
They carefully adjusted the angle of the phone so that the food wouldn’t be shaded.
It might be a more important act for them than eating.
Like that, they uploaded photos to their respective star Instagrams,
“It looks delicious.”
“I think so. The Fat Sandwich is really fat.”
“The potato soup smells good too.”
“But what about the salad?”
It was a very basic salad with no special dressing, just olive oil.
The colors were pretty and the vegetables looked fresh, but that was it. It didn’t seem like it would be very delicious.
“Han So-yul didn’t lie for no reason?”
“Hehe, I live only on grass~ Is that it?”
“I heard that Han So-yul is a complete carnivore.”
“Does that make sense? With that body?”
“Well.”
The two friends chatted about Han So-yul, the owner of the wannabe body, and quickly brushed off the salad.
They put the vegetables in their mouths with not much expectation.
“Hmm?”
“Oh!”
“What’s this scent?”
“Well. It’s very strong.”
They were so surprised that they put their noses to the salad plate and sniffed.
Is it the fascinating scent of the warm Mediterranean sun?
“Excuse me. What’s the dressing sauce for this?”
The surprised woman raised her hand and asked Min-ju.
“It’s a dressing made with olive oil, salt, pepper, and lemon juice.”
“Olive oil? Is that all that’s in it?”
“Yes. Isn’t the flavor deep?”
“Yes!”
It was a complex and subtle taste with a pleasant sourness, spiciness, and a hint of grass and fruit.
What about the vegetables? They were fresh as if they had just been picked from the field, and the crispy texture was superb.
“It’s art.”
“Han So-yul wasn’t lying.”
“Yeah. It’s really delicious.”
The rich aroma of olive oil lingered in their mouths.
The scent, which flowed through the nasal cavity because it was so strong, stimulated the five senses like perfume.
When they emptied the salad plate, their appetites grew.
They hurriedly picked up their spoons and ate the soup.
The soup wrapped their stomachs warmly, and the Tteungdwich was solid. The goat’s milk they drank as a finisher left a savory taste in their mouths, making them feel pleasantly full.
“We ate everything already.”
The rumor spread in an instant.
With likes, retweets, and comments, it spread rapidly throughout the country.
-Mokdong Famous Restaurant
-Mokdong Famous Restaurant
-Mokdong Famous Restaurant
-Famous Restaurant
-Where is this!
-Of course it’s not in our neighborhood.
-Famous Restaurant!
-It’s totally affordable. It’s cheap and delicious!
-Characteristics of such famous restaurants: They’re not in our neighborhood!
-They only do business in the morning here. It’s also a limited edition, so sales end an hour after opening. You have to go early.
-It ends in 30 minutes these days.
-No, It ends in 20 minutes.
***
Hae-jun realized a few things recently.
When he cooks something, it tastes better if he adds ingredients harvested from the Dimensional Farm. If it’s used as the main ingredient, the taste is much better, and when most of the ingredients are from the farm, it’s fantastic. If it’s 100%…
There’s no need to say more.
Currently, all the menus sold at Sunflower are made with ingredients 100% from the Dimensional Farm.
The taste is guaranteed.
The taste is better than a luxury hotel, but the price is at the level of a university cafeteria.
That was the secret to the popularity of Hae-jun’s restaurant.
In order for the restaurant to do better, he had to manage the farm steadily.
“Heup!”
Hae-jun, who was sweating profusely while planting crops, straightened his back with a shout.
As the size of the field grew, it became more and more difficult to manage it alone.
If it weren’t for Chloe, he wouldn’t know what would have happened.
[If it’s that hard, ask the villagers for help.]
“Oh, Pote. Is that possible? Then tell me sooner.”
[I told you before, but you couldn’t have done it.]
“Why?”
[That’s because Hae-jun’s fame was too low.]
“If my fame was high, I could hire residents?”
Pote nodded.
Now he knew what the fame stat meant.
The higher the fame, the more help he could receive from the residents.
‘So it’s a system where you help NPCs by increasing their favorability?’
If it were a game, it seemed like that would be the case.
Hae-jun’s current fame is 10. He said he could get help from one more villager.
What he needed right now was someone to help him with the farm work.
In that case, as expected,,
.
.
.
“What? You want me to manage the crops?”
Haas was surprised when he heard Hae-jun’s suggestion.
“Yes. The size of the farm has grown considerably, so it’s a bit difficult to manage it alone.”
Haas, who found his lost daughter safely, pondered Hae-jun’s request.
“Dad, do it. Do it!”
Mia grabbed Haas’s pants and pleaded.
After the Luna Festival, Hae-jun was Mia’s second favorite person.
The first was her father, and Haas also loved his daughter the most.
“Okay. I’ll do it.”
“Thank you.”
“Hehe, Oppa, can I go play at the farm too?”
“Of course.”
“I’ll make you candy skewers again.”
“Yeah.”
Mia smiled brightly at the answer.
***
“Here.”
Hae-jun, who was cleaning the table, approached Min-ju and handed her a white envelope.
“You worked hard for a month. Thanks to you, I made several times more than I was aiming for.”
“Oh, how is that because of me? It’s because the food is delicious.”
She waved her hand and smiled modestly.
“That’s why I put in a little more as a bonus.”
Min-ju, who had been smiling shyly, had her ears perked up by Hae-jun’s suspicious words.
Bo.nus.
“Oh my! Why so much…”
She covered her mouth with her palm as if she was impressed after checking the envelope.
It was exactly twice the amount agreed upon in the contract.
“I told you. I would have had a hard time making this much money without you.
He had contracted her for 10,000 won per hour, but if it weren’t for Min-ju, he wouldn’t have been able to do business this well.
The mural outside was also her work, and if she hadn’t helped him on the first day of opening, the food might have been delicious, but the store might have been branded as a place with terrible service and no customers would have come.
“I’ll work hard in the future. So please never go bankrupt, boss!”
“Haha. I know.”
Hae-jun didn’t want to go bankrupt either.
He was grateful to the customers who ate the food made with the crops he had grown with his own sweat, and he was proud to see them.
Every day was incredibly fulfilling.
It’s a daily life that he didn’t want to be taken away by anyone.
“I have to go. Eat dinner and go to school. I’ll clean up the rest slowly.”
“Yes!”
Just as Hae-jun, who felt his nose sting for no reason, was about to enter the kitchen,
“Excuse me… Are we late today too?”
The burly man in overalls who had appeared a few days ago opened the door and asked.
“I’m sorry. Business is…”
“No.”
Hae-jun stopped Min-ju, who was trying to politely greet him and send him away.
There were many customers who couldn’t get in line because it was a limited sale, but for some reason, he felt sorry for just sending that person away.
Business hours were over, but there were still ingredients left over for Min-ju and himself.
It was the first payday, so the amount was enough to feed them a lot.
"Come in and have a seat. I'll make you something."
***
“Huh? What is it? Why does it taste like this?”
“Do you expect it to taste like salad? Just think of it as filling your stomach and eat.”
Confirming that there was no escapade from the actress, Dongsu sat down on the sofa in relief and spoke bluntly.
“No, that’s not it.”
“Why? Are you hurt?”
“Ah, no.”
“Then?”
“It’s delicious.”
“It’s delicious? Why? Why is the salad delicious?”
Every time she enters a production, she always suffers for a few months before filming.
The cause is So-yul’s diet. When she only eats grass, she’s like a sensitive boss herself.
She eats pork belly without ssam and doesn’t even mention beef. Had So-yul, a thorough carnivore.
To hear the word “delicious” come out of her mouth, who is on an unavoidable diet for her character!
It’s surprising.
“Right? Isn’t it weird? Why is the salad delicious?”
“Let me try it.”
“Are you going to take the salad from someone on a diet?”
“I’m curious. The salad that the great Han So-yul says is delicious.”
“Good excuse. Here.”
He put the salad, which was as small as an ant’s eye booger, in his mouth and moved his jaw.
“Crazy. What is this?”
Did they put drugs in the salad?
It’s delicious, but it’s too delicious.
***
“Tonight on Entertainment News! Today’s guest is a top actress who has been spreading rumors of advancing to Hollywood these days. Let’s welcome Han So-yul.”
As the reporter finished speaking, Han So-yul, dressed in a provocative white evening dress that fully revealed her body, walked out with an elegant gait.
The reporter, who made an exaggerated expression, exclaimed, “Wow~!”
He showered Han So-yul with compliments.
“How can you have such a good body?”
“Haha. Do you think so?”
“I’ve interviewed many celebrities, but Han So-yul is really the best.”
The atmosphere became relaxed with the compliments.
It’s a nice compliment, but it always feels good to hear compliments about one’s appearance. Moreover, for her, who is on a diet, hearing that she has a good body feels like being compensated for her hard work, so she felt even better.
“I’ll ask you directly. Are you going to Hollywood?”
“Haha. Yes. Director Jackson contacted me himself. He said he wanted to work with me.”
“I heard that the conditions were very strict.”
“That’s right. Since he’s a famous person, his conditions were detailed. He set the characteristics and appearance of the role I play in detail, and above all, I had a hard time because there was a point where I had to lose as much weight as he wanted.”
Han So-yul’s interview was being broadcast on the TV displayed in the mart, and Hae-jun, who had come to buy daily necessities, happened to see the broadcast.
“Huh? It’s that woman. I don’t recognize her when I see her like that.”
It’s completely different from when she came in with her face completely hidden and bought a sandwich.
A provocative yet dignified and elegant appearance.
Even if she stood still, her grace and charm overflowed.
Hae-jun stopped for a moment and watched her interview.
“I see. How did you lose weight? Dieting is the hardest thing in the world.”
“I get paid. Then I have to do it.”
“Hohoho. Is that so?”
“Hehe, I’m kidding. It was really hard. I ate one salad a day and ran on the treadmill for 3 hours. I also did Pilates and weights regularly.”
“As expected, such a luxurious body doesn’t come out for nothing. Honestly, what’s the taste of salad? Meat is the best. Don’t you think so? If someone invents meat that makes you lose weight, it would be a Nobel Prize. Life is meat from meat anyway. Meat is the best.”
“I thought so too.”
“Yes? What do you mean?”
“I thought meat was the best, but it wasn’t. There are also delicious salads.”
“Is there such a thing?”
“Yes.”
“Where do they sell it? Tell me too.”
Han So-yul hesitated at the reporter’s question.
A salad that is sold in limited quantities of 30 per day, which the youngest manager lines up for every morning.
If she revealed the location for no reason, she might not be able to eat it in the future.
“Ah… I, that.”
***
“Is this it? The famous restaurant that Han So-yul praised?”
A quiet residential alley.
As if to say that the house at the end is the rumored store, only that house was crowded with people.
“Yeah. They said it’s a famous egg sandwich restaurant, so it must be right.”
“There are a lot of people.”
“Isn’t it already sold out? I heard it’s a limited sale.”
“Let’s hurry.”
Two women who looked like friends hurried their steps.
<Sunflower>
A salad restaurant that Han So-yul praised on her Instagram.
It was already famous for its egg sandwich called Fat Sandwich.
From the reasonable price to the taste and the trendy emotional interior.
It was a restaurant that had everything that people in their 20s would like.
“Kya~ It’s cute. This is it. Mongchi.”
“It’s really pretty. Look at the fur. What kind of breed is it?”
“Isn’t it that? Norwegian Forest Cat?”
“Is that so? It’s really pretty.”
“Welcome. What can I get for you?”
Min-ju approached the customer who was infatuated with Mongchi and asked.
The reactions of first-time customers to Sunflower are all the same.
They don’t sit down, but run to Mongchi and take pictures. Until Min-ju guides them to their seats.
Only then did the two friends, who came to their senses, sit down and look at the menu.
“What’s the best seller?”
“They’re all good. The morning set is the most popular these days. I guess it’s because you can eat all the menus sold here. Since it’s a limited sale, there’s no guarantee that you’ll be able to eat it again next time.”
“Then give me two of those.”
“Yes, please wait a moment.”
After waiting for a while, the food was served.
“Oh, is this it?”
“Hey. Get your face out of the way. Take a picture first.”
They carefully adjusted the angle of the phone so that the food wouldn’t be shaded.
It might be a more important act for them than eating.
Like that, they uploaded photos to their respective star Instagrams,
“It looks delicious.”
“I think so. The Fat Sandwich is really fat.”
“The potato soup smells good too.”
“But what about the salad?”
It was a very basic salad with no special dressing, just olive oil.
The colors were pretty and the vegetables looked fresh, but that was it. It didn’t seem like it would be very delicious.
“Han So-yul didn’t lie for no reason?”
“Hehe, I live only on grass~ Is that it?”
“I heard that Han So-yul is a complete carnivore.”
“Does that make sense? With that body?”
“Well.”
The two friends chatted about Han So-yul, the owner of the wannabe body, and quickly brushed off the salad.
They put the vegetables in their mouths with not much expectation.
“Hmm?”
“Oh!”
“What’s this scent?”
“Well. It’s very strong.”
They were so surprised that they put their noses to the salad plate and sniffed.
Is it the fascinating scent of the warm Mediterranean sun?
“Excuse me. What’s the dressing sauce for this?”
The surprised woman raised her hand and asked Min-ju.
“It’s a dressing made with olive oil, salt, pepper, and lemon juice.”
“Olive oil? Is that all that’s in it?”
“Yes. Isn’t the flavor deep?”
“Yes!”
It was a complex and subtle taste with a pleasant sourness, spiciness, and a hint of grass and fruit.
What about the vegetables? They were fresh as if they had just been picked from the field, and the crispy texture was superb.
“It’s art.”
“Han So-yul wasn’t lying.”
“Yeah. It’s really delicious.”
The rich aroma of olive oil lingered in their mouths.
The scent, which flowed through the nasal cavity because it was so strong, stimulated the five senses like perfume.
When they emptied the salad plate, their appetites grew.
They hurriedly picked up their spoons and ate the soup.
The soup wrapped their stomachs warmly, and the Tteungdwich was solid. The goat’s milk they drank as a finisher left a savory taste in their mouths, making them feel pleasantly full.
“We ate everything already.”
The rumor spread in an instant.
With likes, retweets, and comments, it spread rapidly throughout the country.
-Mokdong Famous Restaurant
-Mokdong Famous Restaurant
-Mokdong Famous Restaurant
-Famous Restaurant
-Where is this!
-Of course it’s not in our neighborhood.
-Famous Restaurant!
-It’s totally affordable. It’s cheap and delicious!
-Characteristics of such famous restaurants: They’re not in our neighborhood!
-They only do business in the morning here. It’s also a limited edition, so sales end an hour after opening. You have to go early.
-It ends in 30 minutes these days.
-No, It ends in 20 minutes.
***
Hae-jun realized a few things recently.
When he cooks something, it tastes better if he adds ingredients harvested from the Dimensional Farm. If it’s used as the main ingredient, the taste is much better, and when most of the ingredients are from the farm, it’s fantastic. If it’s 100%…
There’s no need to say more.
Currently, all the menus sold at Sunflower are made with ingredients 100% from the Dimensional Farm.
The taste is guaranteed.
The taste is better than a luxury hotel, but the price is at the level of a university cafeteria.
That was the secret to the popularity of Hae-jun’s restaurant.
In order for the restaurant to do better, he had to manage the farm steadily.
“Heup!”
Hae-jun, who was sweating profusely while planting crops, straightened his back with a shout.
As the size of the field grew, it became more and more difficult to manage it alone.
If it weren’t for Chloe, he wouldn’t know what would have happened.
[If it’s that hard, ask the villagers for help.]
“Oh, Pote. Is that possible? Then tell me sooner.”
[I told you before, but you couldn’t have done it.]
“Why?”
[That’s because Hae-jun’s fame was too low.]
“If my fame was high, I could hire residents?”
Pote nodded.
Now he knew what the fame stat meant.
The higher the fame, the more help he could receive from the residents.
‘So it’s a system where you help NPCs by increasing their favorability?’
If it were a game, it seemed like that would be the case.
Hae-jun’s current fame is 10. He said he could get help from one more villager.
What he needed right now was someone to help him with the farm work.
In that case, as expected,,
.
.
.
“What? You want me to manage the crops?”
Haas was surprised when he heard Hae-jun’s suggestion.
“Yes. The size of the farm has grown considerably, so it’s a bit difficult to manage it alone.”
Haas, who found his lost daughter safely, pondered Hae-jun’s request.
“Dad, do it. Do it!”
Mia grabbed Haas’s pants and pleaded.
After the Luna Festival, Hae-jun was Mia’s second favorite person.
The first was her father, and Haas also loved his daughter the most.
“Okay. I’ll do it.”
“Thank you.”
“Hehe, Oppa, can I go play at the farm too?”
“Of course.”
“I’ll make you candy skewers again.”
“Yeah.”
Mia smiled brightly at the answer.
***
“Here.”
Hae-jun, who was cleaning the table, approached Min-ju and handed her a white envelope.
“You worked hard for a month. Thanks to you, I made several times more than I was aiming for.”
“Oh, how is that because of me? It’s because the food is delicious.”
She waved her hand and smiled modestly.
“That’s why I put in a little more as a bonus.”
Min-ju, who had been smiling shyly, had her ears perked up by Hae-jun’s suspicious words.
Bo.nus.
“Oh my! Why so much…”
She covered her mouth with her palm as if she was impressed after checking the envelope.
It was exactly twice the amount agreed upon in the contract.
“I told you. I would have had a hard time making this much money without you.
He had contracted her for 10,000 won per hour, but if it weren’t for Min-ju, he wouldn’t have been able to do business this well.
The mural outside was also her work, and if she hadn’t helped him on the first day of opening, the food might have been delicious, but the store might have been branded as a place with terrible service and no customers would have come.
“I’ll work hard in the future. So please never go bankrupt, boss!”
“Haha. I know.”
Hae-jun didn’t want to go bankrupt either.
He was grateful to the customers who ate the food made with the crops he had grown with his own sweat, and he was proud to see them.
Every day was incredibly fulfilling.
It’s a daily life that he didn’t want to be taken away by anyone.
“I have to go. Eat dinner and go to school. I’ll clean up the rest slowly.”
“Yes!”
Just as Hae-jun, who felt his nose sting for no reason, was about to enter the kitchen,
“Excuse me… Are we late today too?”
The burly man in overalls who had appeared a few days ago opened the door and asked.
“I’m sorry. Business is…”
“No.”
Hae-jun stopped Min-ju, who was trying to politely greet him and send him away.
There were many customers who couldn’t get in line because it was a limited sale, but for some reason, he felt sorry for just sending that person away.
Business hours were over, but there were still ingredients left over for Min-ju and himself.
It was the first payday, so the amount was enough to feed them a lot.
"Come in and have a seat. I'll make you something."
