***
Swish-
Pour-
“Is it raining?”
Julia, who lives on the beach in the south of the village, was surprised by the sound of raindrops and came out.
She was worried that the laundry she had spread out to dry in the sun would get wet.
“Oh? No.”
Far from raining, the sky was clear without a single cloud.
Still, the sound of rain, swish-, was carried on the wind. Along with a savory scent.
“Where is it coming from?”
Julia swallowed her saliva involuntarily at the savory scent carried on the wind. And then she turned her head to find the source of the savory smell.
The scent was coming from somewhere near the Mulberry Ship anchored in the harbor.
.
.
.
Since it was difficult to compete with the quantity like last time, Hae-jun decided to go to the port in person and cook pork cutlets.
It's a concept of a kind of catering or food truck. After all, fried dishes tend to lose their characteristic crispy texture and savory flavor after a certain amount of time has passed after frying.
I got up before the ship arrived and made a fire pit with mud bricks and put a cast iron cauldron on top.
I poured in fresh grape seed oil produced on the farm and lit a fire. While the oil temperature was rising, I skillfully dipped the pork cutlets and the separately prepared cheese gas in the batter and put them in the oil right away.
Clatter-
Sizzle-
The 180-degree oil made a pleasant ASMR like a shower.
I fried the tonkatsu on one side and pasta on another fire pit at the same time.
There was a lot to do. Today's menu was to serve pork cutlets and cheese gas with bread and potato soup as an appetizer, and bacon pasta as a second main dish. And for dessert, grapes and lemonade.
'I'll treat you to a full course. Hehe···.'
Just as the white surface of the pork cutlet turned golden brown, the ship docked at the port.
The captain and about 50 workers, including Kita, flocked like a zombie horde, drawn by the savory scent.
“He~ What is this? Are you making it here today?”
“I'm going to make it more delicious.”
He answered, took the pork cutlets out of the fryer, and put them on the iron mesh.
A burly man who was drooling reached out, but
“No.”
Hae-jun slapped the man's hand.
The man rubbed his backhand with the most pitiful expression and pleaded with Hae-jun.
“Just one. I'm so hungry.”
“Please wait a little longer. If you eat freshly fried pork cutlets right away, it will feel greasy.”
“Greasy?”
Fried foods that have just been taken out are very greasy if you eat them as they are. You need to drain the oil for at least 1-2 minutes to make the batter crispy and remove the greasy feeling.
“First, please have the soup. Chloe.”
“Yes! Come on, uncles, line up in front of me and get your soup.”
When Chloe, who had volunteered to help for a day, lifted the tray containing potato soup and bread, the fierce-looking uncles lined up in a row like high school students in front of the cafeteria.
“Ahaha. I'm first.”
“Get out of the way, Inma. Don't jump the queue.”
“What are you talking about? I came first?”
“Oh, my. This kid!”
“Don't fight each other because you'll get one each. If you don't have enough, come again.”
As the soup was distributed, the noisy port soon became quiet.
No one spoke as if their mouths were tools for eating food.
In the meantime, Hae-jun put the pork cutlets and cheese gas on a plate and added sauce.
“Uncle. Please hand this out.”
“Got it.”
“Brother, I'll help you too.”
“Thank you. Mia.”
“Hehe. Then make me candy today too.”
“Yes.”
Haas and his daughter Mia helped with the serving.
“Oh my, this taste. Cha Hae-jun's pork cutlet that I've been waiting for for months!”
The crispy texture of the freshly fried pork cutlet was truly exceptional.
The moment he put it in my mouth, the savory frying oil spread throughout his mouth and permeated his whole body through his veins.
All he had to eat on the ship was tasteless jerky or salted meat. It's a luxury of luxuries to eat such fresh pork fried in freshly squeezed oil.
It's a taste that makes you feel like you've stepped on the ground after months.
Crunch-
“It's even more delicious when you eat it right after frying.”
“It's fantastic. What the hell did you do to the food?”
“Try the pork cutlet next to it. There's something chewy in the meat.”
“Chewy?”
I picked up the second piece of pork cutlet and took a big bite, and something went out with a squeak~.
It was cheese.
“Oh~ It's soft and chewy?”
“It's delicious. It's delicious!”
“Finish the pasta too. The fragrant tomato flavor is the best.”
Tomato pasta was the best food for the workers who hadn't eaten fresh vegetables during the long voyage.
Everyone on the ship praised the food.
Even the gourmet captain, Mulberry.
“Captain. Please have a drink too.”
Hae-jun brought Mulvia a red wine drink.
“What is this?”
“It's a drink that mixes soda water with grapes. It's good for your taste buds.”
“Where···.”
Gulp gulp-
“!!!??···”
Mulvia's eyes widened as he drank the grape aid.
“It's tingling in my mouth.”
“It's carbonated.”
“Carbonated?”
Mulvia has also experienced carbonation.
However, the carbonation he ate had a tingling taste, but it was not as sweet as this. Probably mixed with grapes and sugar to make it sweet.
“It tastes like this when you eat it together.”
“Are you okay?”
Mulvia replaced his answer by emptying the remaining glass of aid.
“Take this. Hae-jun.”
He handed out a bag with the empty glass.
It must be the garlic that he promised to find for him last time.
“I brought some spices from the eastern continent that you might need, besides garlic.”
Indeed, the sack contained a variety of spices.
Hae-jun checked the seeds one by one. Thanks to the ability given to him by Pote, he could quickly tell what kind of seeds they were.
[Rosemary seeds]
[Oregano seeds]
[Thyme seeds]
Unlike basil with a refreshing scent that goes well with pasta, rosemary and thyme are herbs that go well with meat. A spice that enhances its flavor even more with just a sprig of fresh herb.
“Thank you. Captain.”
“Why thank me. Ah!··· And this too. It's a spice with a special scent.”
He handed out two separate small glass bottles.
They were filled with flat, yellow seeds.
'A special scent?'
Curious, Hae-jun took out the seeds without even checking the name and smelled them.
“Eww~!”
“Keukheuk. Spicy?”
The spicy and intense scent numbed his sense of smell to the point of dizziness. It was pepperoncini and jalapeño, which were said to be hotter than green peppers.
“Captain!”
Hae-jun shouted at Mulvia's prank.
The captain and the workers on the ship laughed at Hae-jun.
“Keukkeuk. I'm sorry. Instead, I'll give you this as an apology.”
Mulvia, who had been laughing for a long time, handed another bag to Hae-jun.
It was also filled with spices such as cumin, cloves, cinnamon, and coriander, which even Haas couldn't get. He said that these spices are difficult to obtain, so they are expensive to call.
Later, I found out that it was a precious spice that Captain Mulvia had bought at a high price for Hae-jun.
'Since it's precious, I should keep it well for now. It's not useful right now, but I'll have something to do soon.'
Hae-jun, who carefully packed Captain Mulvia's gift, did not forget to thank him.
“Thank you.”
“Tell me if you need anything later. Hae-jun, if it's your favor, I'll go to the end of the continent and get it for you.”
“Yes.”
***
'Is that the guy? The farmer who grows everything deliciously?···'
Antonio, who happened to be at the end of the food line, leaned forward and watched intently the young man who was engrossed in cooking.
On the outside, he was a young man who didn't know the letter of farming.
However, his cooking skills were real.
'It's delicious. It warms my heart.'
The potato soup I ate to whet my appetite gently wrapped around my stomach like a warm hug.
Salad tossed with fresh vegetables and pork cutlets that burst with meat juice every time you chew, and cheese gas. And pasta with a deep tomato flavor and aroma. Antonio's stomach, which had been torn apart by vomiting and vomiting for a month on the ship, finally felt comfortable after a long time.
'I don't know about farming skills, but his cooking skills are excellent.'
Listening to people's conversations while eating, Hae-jun said that he was farming in the north of the village. Today's food was all made with crops grown there.
Anyway, after tasting the food, I had no choice but to acknowledge the skills of the man named Cha Hae-jun.
The taste of the pork cutlet was excellent because it had a high level of cooking skills, but it was also possible because the ingredients in it had a deep taste and flavor. For example, the pasta he brought had the best basil grown with care and tomatoes grown in the best environment.
And tomatoes are just as difficult to grow as coffee. If exposed to cold, the fruit will set less and mature less, and if exposed to high temperatures, it will not produce such a brilliant red color and will become tasteless.
'Looking at how he grows difficult crops so well, he must have a lot of farming skills.'
Finally, a thin hope arose.
With the skill of the man who perfectly grows difficult crops, he thought he could make the most perfect coffee in the world.
Please, please succeed this time··· I prayed and prayed again.
“What are you looking at so intently?”
The man who became close during this voyage spoke to Antonio.
He is the man who said he would eat Hae-jun's pork cutlet first and lined up first.
He seemed to be quite friendly with the cooking farmer as well.
“You. Are you close with that chef?”
“Hae-jun? It's just an acquaintance. My captain is close to him. Why are you asking?”
“Just. Because he makes food so deliciously.”
“He's a good friend. He's kind and cooks well.”
“Can you introduce me?”
“Introduction? It won't be difficult. I was planning to go for another bowl anyway.”
The man got up from his seat with Antonio.
***
“Can I have some more pork cutlets?”
Benin, who has the best appetite on the Mulberry ship, pushed in the third empty plate.
Unfortunately, there were no more pork cutlets left.
“We're out of pork cutlets. Would you like some more pasta instead?”
“Eung? Already? Who, who ate it all?”
“Well. I remember Benin ate two plates. Keukheuk···.”
“Oh, was I the culprit?”
Hae-jun quickly stir-fried the pasta and put it on Benin's plate, who was laughing out loud.
And he looked at the man behind him with a look that asked if he wanted more.
“Right. Let me introduce you. This is Antonio who came on our ship.”
Benin introduced Antonio and Hae-jun.
“Oh, hello.”
“Nice to meet you.”
Hae-jun bowed his head slightly in greeting.
The man named Antonio had a face that was more greasy than a pork cutlet that had not been drained of oil, and he even had a greasy beard that looked like it had been poured with olive oil.
'He looks like the greasy guy from the comedy show I watched when I was a kid.'
The people here dress and look similar to medieval Europeans, but Antonio looks even greasier among them.
When he was looking at him curiously, the greasy Antonio opened his mouth with a desperate expression.
“Please help me.”
“Yes? What is it?”
“I heard you're a farmer who grows anything well.”
“Yes? Ah, yes.”
'Where did you hear that rumor?'
Hae-jun smiled awkwardly.
“So··· can you grow this for me?”
The man held out his hand.
On his palm was a cherry-shaped fruit.
[Coffee cherry]
'Coffee cherry?··· If coffee is coffee, cherry is cherry, what is coffee cherry?'
As he tilted his head in curiosity, Antonio told him about the identity of the fruit.
“This is a coffee cherry. If you peel off the outer skin like this, you will get green coffee beans.”
He squeezed the fruit while speaking, and the familiar bean-shaped green coffee beans appeared from inside.
“Coffee?”
“Yes. That's right. It's coffee.”
I had only seen roasted black coffee beans that Minju bought, but this was the first time I had encountered green coffee beans that had not been roasted.
The shape was similar, but the color was completely different. Roasted beans are close to black in color, but green beans are light green.
“Please. Grow coffee for me.”
It was a desperate plea that was somehow hard to refuse.
***
Swish-
Pour-
“Is it raining?”
Julia, who lives on the beach in the south of the village, was surprised by the sound of raindrops and came out.
She was worried that the laundry she had spread out to dry in the sun would get wet.
“Oh? No.”
Far from raining, the sky was clear without a single cloud.
Still, the sound of rain, swish-, was carried on the wind. Along with a savory scent.
“Where is it coming from?”
Julia swallowed her saliva involuntarily at the savory scent carried on the wind. And then she turned her head to find the source of the savory smell.
The scent was coming from somewhere near the Mulberry Ship anchored in the harbor.
.
.
.
Since it was difficult to compete with the quantity like last time, Hae-jun decided to go to the port in person and cook pork cutlets.
It's a concept of a kind of catering or food truck. After all, fried dishes tend to lose their characteristic crispy texture and savory flavor after a certain amount of time has passed after frying.
I got up before the ship arrived and made a fire pit with mud bricks and put a cast iron cauldron on top.
I poured in fresh grape seed oil produced on the farm and lit a fire. While the oil temperature was rising, I skillfully dipped the pork cutlets and the separately prepared cheese gas in the batter and put them in the oil right away.
Clatter-
Sizzle-
The 180-degree oil made a pleasant ASMR like a shower.
I fried the tonkatsu on one side and pasta on another fire pit at the same time.
There was a lot to do. Today's menu was to serve pork cutlets and cheese gas with bread and potato soup as an appetizer, and bacon pasta as a second main dish. And for dessert, grapes and lemonade.
'I'll treat you to a full course. Hehe···.'
Just as the white surface of the pork cutlet turned golden brown, the ship docked at the port.
The captain and about 50 workers, including Kita, flocked like a zombie horde, drawn by the savory scent.
“He~ What is this? Are you making it here today?”
“I'm going to make it more delicious.”
He answered, took the pork cutlets out of the fryer, and put them on the iron mesh.
A burly man who was drooling reached out, but
“No.”
Hae-jun slapped the man's hand.
The man rubbed his backhand with the most pitiful expression and pleaded with Hae-jun.
“Just one. I'm so hungry.”
“Please wait a little longer. If you eat freshly fried pork cutlets right away, it will feel greasy.”
“Greasy?”
Fried foods that have just been taken out are very greasy if you eat them as they are. You need to drain the oil for at least 1-2 minutes to make the batter crispy and remove the greasy feeling.
“First, please have the soup. Chloe.”
“Yes! Come on, uncles, line up in front of me and get your soup.”
When Chloe, who had volunteered to help for a day, lifted the tray containing potato soup and bread, the fierce-looking uncles lined up in a row like high school students in front of the cafeteria.
“Ahaha. I'm first.”
“Get out of the way, Inma. Don't jump the queue.”
“What are you talking about? I came first?”
“Oh, my. This kid!”
“Don't fight each other because you'll get one each. If you don't have enough, come again.”
As the soup was distributed, the noisy port soon became quiet.
No one spoke as if their mouths were tools for eating food.
In the meantime, Hae-jun put the pork cutlets and cheese gas on a plate and added sauce.
“Uncle. Please hand this out.”
“Got it.”
“Brother, I'll help you too.”
“Thank you. Mia.”
“Hehe. Then make me candy today too.”
“Yes.”
Haas and his daughter Mia helped with the serving.
“Oh my, this taste. Cha Hae-jun's pork cutlet that I've been waiting for for months!”
The crispy texture of the freshly fried pork cutlet was truly exceptional.
The moment he put it in my mouth, the savory frying oil spread throughout his mouth and permeated his whole body through his veins.
All he had to eat on the ship was tasteless jerky or salted meat. It's a luxury of luxuries to eat such fresh pork fried in freshly squeezed oil.
It's a taste that makes you feel like you've stepped on the ground after months.
Crunch-
“It's even more delicious when you eat it right after frying.”
“It's fantastic. What the hell did you do to the food?”
“Try the pork cutlet next to it. There's something chewy in the meat.”
“Chewy?”
I picked up the second piece of pork cutlet and took a big bite, and something went out with a squeak~.
It was cheese.
“Oh~ It's soft and chewy?”
“It's delicious. It's delicious!”
“Finish the pasta too. The fragrant tomato flavor is the best.”
Tomato pasta was the best food for the workers who hadn't eaten fresh vegetables during the long voyage.
Everyone on the ship praised the food.
Even the gourmet captain, Mulberry.
“Captain. Please have a drink too.”
Hae-jun brought Mulvia a red wine drink.
“What is this?”
“It's a drink that mixes soda water with grapes. It's good for your taste buds.”
“Where···.”
Gulp gulp-
“!!!??···”
Mulvia's eyes widened as he drank the grape aid.
“It's tingling in my mouth.”
“It's carbonated.”
“Carbonated?”
Mulvia has also experienced carbonation.
However, the carbonation he ate had a tingling taste, but it was not as sweet as this. Probably mixed with grapes and sugar to make it sweet.
“It tastes like this when you eat it together.”
“Are you okay?”
Mulvia replaced his answer by emptying the remaining glass of aid.
“Take this. Hae-jun.”
He handed out a bag with the empty glass.
It must be the garlic that he promised to find for him last time.
“I brought some spices from the eastern continent that you might need, besides garlic.”
Indeed, the sack contained a variety of spices.
Hae-jun checked the seeds one by one. Thanks to the ability given to him by Pote, he could quickly tell what kind of seeds they were.
[Rosemary seeds]
[Oregano seeds]
[Thyme seeds]
Unlike basil with a refreshing scent that goes well with pasta, rosemary and thyme are herbs that go well with meat. A spice that enhances its flavor even more with just a sprig of fresh herb.
“Thank you. Captain.”
“Why thank me. Ah!··· And this too. It's a spice with a special scent.”
He handed out two separate small glass bottles.
They were filled with flat, yellow seeds.
'A special scent?'
Curious, Hae-jun took out the seeds without even checking the name and smelled them.
“Eww~!”
“Keukheuk. Spicy?”
The spicy and intense scent numbed his sense of smell to the point of dizziness. It was pepperoncini and jalapeño, which were said to be hotter than green peppers.
“Captain!”
Hae-jun shouted at Mulvia's prank.
The captain and the workers on the ship laughed at Hae-jun.
“Keukkeuk. I'm sorry. Instead, I'll give you this as an apology.”
Mulvia, who had been laughing for a long time, handed another bag to Hae-jun.
It was also filled with spices such as cumin, cloves, cinnamon, and coriander, which even Haas couldn't get. He said that these spices are difficult to obtain, so they are expensive to call.
Later, I found out that it was a precious spice that Captain Mulvia had bought at a high price for Hae-jun.
'Since it's precious, I should keep it well for now. It's not useful right now, but I'll have something to do soon.'
Hae-jun, who carefully packed Captain Mulvia's gift, did not forget to thank him.
“Thank you.”
“Tell me if you need anything later. Hae-jun, if it's your favor, I'll go to the end of the continent and get it for you.”
“Yes.”
***
'Is that the guy? The farmer who grows everything deliciously?···'
Antonio, who happened to be at the end of the food line, leaned forward and watched intently the young man who was engrossed in cooking.
On the outside, he was a young man who didn't know the letter of farming.
However, his cooking skills were real.
'It's delicious. It warms my heart.'
The potato soup I ate to whet my appetite gently wrapped around my stomach like a warm hug.
Salad tossed with fresh vegetables and pork cutlets that burst with meat juice every time you chew, and cheese gas. And pasta with a deep tomato flavor and aroma. Antonio's stomach, which had been torn apart by vomiting and vomiting for a month on the ship, finally felt comfortable after a long time.
'I don't know about farming skills, but his cooking skills are excellent.'
Listening to people's conversations while eating, Hae-jun said that he was farming in the north of the village. Today's food was all made with crops grown there.
Anyway, after tasting the food, I had no choice but to acknowledge the skills of the man named Cha Hae-jun.
The taste of the pork cutlet was excellent because it had a high level of cooking skills, but it was also possible because the ingredients in it had a deep taste and flavor. For example, the pasta he brought had the best basil grown with care and tomatoes grown in the best environment.
And tomatoes are just as difficult to grow as coffee. If exposed to cold, the fruit will set less and mature less, and if exposed to high temperatures, it will not produce such a brilliant red color and will become tasteless.
'Looking at how he grows difficult crops so well, he must have a lot of farming skills.'
Finally, a thin hope arose.
With the skill of the man who perfectly grows difficult crops, he thought he could make the most perfect coffee in the world.
Please, please succeed this time··· I prayed and prayed again.
“What are you looking at so intently?”
The man who became close during this voyage spoke to Antonio.
He is the man who said he would eat Hae-jun's pork cutlet first and lined up first.
He seemed to be quite friendly with the cooking farmer as well.
“You. Are you close with that chef?”
“Hae-jun? It's just an acquaintance. My captain is close to him. Why are you asking?”
“Just. Because he makes food so deliciously.”
“He's a good friend. He's kind and cooks well.”
“Can you introduce me?”
“Introduction? It won't be difficult. I was planning to go for another bowl anyway.”
The man got up from his seat with Antonio.
***
“Can I have some more pork cutlets?”
Benin, who has the best appetite on the Mulberry ship, pushed in the third empty plate.
Unfortunately, there were no more pork cutlets left.
“We're out of pork cutlets. Would you like some more pasta instead?”
“Eung? Already? Who, who ate it all?”
“Well. I remember Benin ate two plates. Keukheuk···.”
“Oh, was I the culprit?”
Hae-jun quickly stir-fried the pasta and put it on Benin's plate, who was laughing out loud.
And he looked at the man behind him with a look that asked if he wanted more.
“Right. Let me introduce you. This is Antonio who came on our ship.”
Benin introduced Antonio and Hae-jun.
“Oh, hello.”
“Nice to meet you.”
Hae-jun bowed his head slightly in greeting.
The man named Antonio had a face that was more greasy than a pork cutlet that had not been drained of oil, and he even had a greasy beard that looked like it had been poured with olive oil.
'He looks like the greasy guy from the comedy show I watched when I was a kid.'
The people here dress and look similar to medieval Europeans, but Antonio looks even greasier among them.
When he was looking at him curiously, the greasy Antonio opened his mouth with a desperate expression.
“Please help me.”
“Yes? What is it?”
“I heard you're a farmer who grows anything well.”
“Yes? Ah, yes.”
'Where did you hear that rumor?'
Hae-jun smiled awkwardly.
“So··· can you grow this for me?”
The man held out his hand.
On his palm was a cherry-shaped fruit.
[Coffee cherry]
'Coffee cherry?··· If coffee is coffee, cherry is cherry, what is coffee cherry?'
As he tilted his head in curiosity, Antonio told him about the identity of the fruit.
“This is a coffee cherry. If you peel off the outer skin like this, you will get green coffee beans.”
He squeezed the fruit while speaking, and the familiar bean-shaped green coffee beans appeared from inside.
“Coffee?”
“Yes. That's right. It's coffee.”
I had only seen roasted black coffee beans that Minju bought, but this was the first time I had encountered green coffee beans that had not been roasted.
The shape was similar, but the color was completely different. Roasted beans are close to black in color, but green beans are light green.
“Please. Grow coffee for me.”
It was a desperate plea that was somehow hard to refuse.
