As the saying goes, the more you know, the more you realize you don’t know.
After reading the blog carefully, Hae-jun realized what he had missed.
First of all, the varieties of coffee can be broadly divided into three types: Arabica, Canephora, and Liberica.
Among them, the variety that Antonio gave me is Typica. It is one of the oldest primitive varieties among the Arabica varieties.
The only place that successfully cultivates this variety is the Blue Mountains of Jamaica, in the real-world African region.
‘Ah!··· So that’s why it’s Blue Mountain.’
The strange name attached to the coffee beans signified the production region.
Hae-jun immediately searched for the climate conditions of a place called the Blue Mountains.
Only then did Hae-jun realize what mistake he had made.
.
.
.
After crossing the passage, Hae-jun went straight to the town inn to find Antonio.
He was preparing to leave.
“Wait a minute. Where are you going?”
“I don’t have time. I failed to perfectly cultivate coffee here, so I’m going to look for another place.”
“May I ask why you’re looking for the perfect coffee?”
Antonio, who was packing his bags, twisted his thick beard like a pretzel at Hae-jun’s question.
Soon, he stared blankly into the void and spoke heavily.
“I had a woman I loved.”
As soon as he heard the deep voice, he sensed a heartbreaking love story that he couldn’t listen to without tears. For example, a lover who was diagnosed with a terminal illness and wanted to taste the fantastic coffee they had at the cafe where they first met as their last wish, but the cafe had already closed for some reason, so they went out to find the perfect coffee themselves.
“I used to run a cafe with her in my hometown. Although the business wasn’t doing well.”
“Did your lover die?”
“No? Why would she be dead? She’s alive and well.”
“Then?”
“That damn woman dumped me and married the owner of the most successful cafe in the castle.”
It was the moment when the genre changed from a love story to a melodrama.
“So you’re trying to get revenge?”
“Revenge? I’m not interested in that.”
Is it not even a melodrama?
“Then why are you looking for the perfect coffee?”
Antonio narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
“I realized it then. I’ll find the most perfect coffee in the world and sell it to become rich. Then I’ll be able to seduce beautiful women.”
“Wow!”
“I mean, I’ll become rich. I’ll settle down in a place where I can cultivate the perfect coffee and open a cafe. I’ll rake in the money and have a grand wedding with the most beautiful woman in town.”
“Ha. Ha. Ha. You have a clear goal.”
It wasn't the love story he had expected, but it had its own unique charm.
"The women in this town were my style, but what a pity. I couldn't get the perfect coffee, so I have no choice but to go to another town."
A firm determination could be felt in Antonio's gaze.
Hae-jun barely suppressed a burst of laughter and said to him,
"Please wait a week. I'll bring you the finest coffee."
"Oh~ Really?"
"Yes."
After returning to the farm, Hae-jun gathered the remaining coffee berries and climbed the western cliff.
He climbed to the highest point and found a piece of land where the fog had not yet cleared, then tilled the soil and planted the coffee.
Whatever the reason, he was confident that in a week's time, by the farm's dimension, he would be able to produce coffee that would impress Antonio.
***
A week has passed since then.
Hae-jun brought the green beans to Antonio as promised, and he roasted the coffee on the spot.
After putting the green beans in a cylindrical iron roaster and lighting a fire, the color of the green beans changed as he slowly turned them. Around the time it turned dark brown with a smoky scent, roasting was finished.
Antonio, who reverently smelled the aroma of the beans, took out the drip set and made coffee.
An elegant yet ecstatic scent filled the inn room.
Antonio's face was unusually nervous.
He raised the glass to savor the scent, and took a sip with a surprised expression.
Slurp-
“!!??···”
“How is it?”
“Wow, it's perfect. A subtle sourness and bitterness that tickles the tip of the tongue. And behind that, a fantastic taste that is as smooth as well-aged wine, yet refreshing!”
Antonio's eyes and mustache shook simultaneously.
“This is the perfect coffee I've been looking for. This is like. God-given coffee. How did you get this coffee?···”
Coffee is said to grow well in well-drained, fertile soil in a subtropical climate around 20℃ throughout the year.
So Hae-jun planted the berries in a sunny spot in the field and grew them.
Hae-jun's mistake was right there.
The place where the Typica variety is grown as the most perfect coffee is the Jamaica Blue Mountain area. It is a highland area covered with thick fog throughout the year, and at the same time, it is a place with a mild climate throughout the year, constant rainfall, and well-drained, fertile soil.
The reason why coffee in Blue Mountain has a richer and more dense flavor is because the thick fog acts as a barrier and prevents the strong sunlight from shining directly on the coffee trees. So Hae-jun cultivated the field in the highest place on the farm, and among them, he planted coffee berries in a place where it was foggy but warm.
Even after harvesting the berries, he separated the outer skin and pulp in running water to obtain the green beans, and then dried them evenly in the sun for another 36 hours.
These methods followed the coffee cultivation methods of the real world.
When Hae-jun briefly explained the cultivation process, Antonio nodded his head.
“How did you come up with such an ingenious method? That’s amazing. Hae-jun, you’re a phenomenal farmer, just as the rumors say. Will you produce coffee like this? I’ll buy the green coffee beans at a very high price. Hahaha. I, Antonio, will open a café here and become the richest man.”
Antonio said with a sly laugh.
“But there’s a condition.”
“A condition?”
“Yes. In exchange for cultivating the green coffee beans, please sell me the roasted coffee beans.”
“Roasted coffee beans? Surely you’re not thinking the same thing?”
“Thinking the same thing?”
“Are you thinking of opening a café in the village? If so, I can’t hand them over. If I get a rival, my plan to sell coffee and become rich enough to marry a beautiful woman will be greatly hindered.”
“Ha. Ha. Ha. No. It’s not like that.”
Of course, he planned to sell coffee, but not here.
He planned to give it to Min-ju, the beverage manager of Sunflower.
“Alright. Then I’ll hand them over.”
“Deal.”
“Deal!”
***
Coffee took longer to cultivate than other crops on the Dimensional Farm.
Once planted, it took about four days, and including the processing, it was a task that took a whole week.
The cultivation site was also on a cliff outside the farm, so for the time being, Ha-jun had to personally produce the coffee.
Antonio’s drive to become rich was great.
He built a cafeteria in a secluded part of the village.
Hae-jun sold the finest fresh green coffee beans to Antonio as promised.
Antonio, who was thought to be a sly man who only cared about money, was actually serious when it came to his work and roasted the beans with a thorough craftsman spirit.
“Mongchi! What will you do if you eat that?”
Mongchi, who had followed after the freshly harvested coffee beans, was picking them up and eating them one by one.
“Meow~”
“Get away. Stop eating.”
“Meow~!!”
“What? It’s delicious?”
“Meow.”
“What will you do if you eat them all? I don’t have enough to sell to Antonio.”
“Meow.”
“That guy is really···. Fine, eat them, eat them!”
Despite Ha-jun’s nagging, Mongchi continued to loiter around him and ate the coffee beans whenever he got the chance.
As the saying goes, the more you know, the more you realize you don’t know.
After reading the blog carefully, Hae-jun realized what he had missed.
First of all, the varieties of coffee can be broadly divided into three types: Arabica, Canephora, and Liberica.
Among them, the variety that Antonio gave me is Typica. It is one of the oldest primitive varieties among the Arabica varieties.
The only place that successfully cultivates this variety is the Blue Mountains of Jamaica, in the real-world African region.
‘Ah!··· So that’s why it’s Blue Mountain.’
The strange name attached to the coffee beans signified the production region.
Hae-jun immediately searched for the climate conditions of a place called the Blue Mountains.
Only then did Hae-jun realize what mistake he had made.
.
.
.
After crossing the passage, Hae-jun went straight to the town inn to find Antonio.
He was preparing to leave.
“Wait a minute. Where are you going?”
“I don’t have time. I failed to perfectly cultivate coffee here, so I’m going to look for another place.”
“May I ask why you’re looking for the perfect coffee?”
Antonio, who was packing his bags, twisted his thick beard like a pretzel at Hae-jun’s question.
Soon, he stared blankly into the void and spoke heavily.
“I had a woman I loved.”
As soon as he heard the deep voice, he sensed a heartbreaking love story that he couldn’t listen to without tears. For example, a lover who was diagnosed with a terminal illness and wanted to taste the fantastic coffee they had at the cafe where they first met as their last wish, but the cafe had already closed for some reason, so they went out to find the perfect coffee themselves.
“I used to run a cafe with her in my hometown. Although the business wasn’t doing well.”
“Did your lover die?”
“No? Why would she be dead? She’s alive and well.”
“Then?”
“That damn woman dumped me and married the owner of the most successful cafe in the castle.”
It was the moment when the genre changed from a love story to a melodrama.
“So you’re trying to get revenge?”
“Revenge? I’m not interested in that.”
Is it not even a melodrama?
“Then why are you looking for the perfect coffee?”
Antonio narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
“I realized it then. I’ll find the most perfect coffee in the world and sell it to become rich. Then I’ll be able to seduce beautiful women.”
“Wow!”
“I mean, I’ll become rich. I’ll settle down in a place where I can cultivate the perfect coffee and open a cafe. I’ll rake in the money and have a grand wedding with the most beautiful woman in town.”
“Ha. Ha. Ha. You have a clear goal.”
It wasn't the love story he had expected, but it had its own unique charm.
"The women in this town were my style, but what a pity. I couldn't get the perfect coffee, so I have no choice but to go to another town."
A firm determination could be felt in Antonio's gaze.
Hae-jun barely suppressed a burst of laughter and said to him,
"Please wait a week. I'll bring you the finest coffee."
"Oh~ Really?"
"Yes."
After returning to the farm, Hae-jun gathered the remaining coffee berries and climbed the western cliff.
He climbed to the highest point and found a piece of land where the fog had not yet cleared, then tilled the soil and planted the coffee.
Whatever the reason, he was confident that in a week's time, by the farm's dimension, he would be able to produce coffee that would impress Antonio.
***
A week has passed since then.
Hae-jun brought the green beans to Antonio as promised, and he roasted the coffee on the spot.
After putting the green beans in a cylindrical iron roaster and lighting a fire, the color of the green beans changed as he slowly turned them. Around the time it turned dark brown with a smoky scent, roasting was finished.
Antonio, who reverently smelled the aroma of the beans, took out the drip set and made coffee.
An elegant yet ecstatic scent filled the inn room.
Antonio's face was unusually nervous.
He raised the glass to savor the scent, and took a sip with a surprised expression.
Slurp-
“!!??···”
“How is it?”
“Wow, it's perfect. A subtle sourness and bitterness that tickles the tip of the tongue. And behind that, a fantastic taste that is as smooth as well-aged wine, yet refreshing!”
Antonio's eyes and mustache shook simultaneously.
“This is the perfect coffee I've been looking for. This is like. God-given coffee. How did you get this coffee?···”
Coffee is said to grow well in well-drained, fertile soil in a subtropical climate around 20℃ throughout the year.
So Hae-jun planted the berries in a sunny spot in the field and grew them.
Hae-jun's mistake was right there.
The place where the Typica variety is grown as the most perfect coffee is the Jamaica Blue Mountain area. It is a highland area covered with thick fog throughout the year, and at the same time, it is a place with a mild climate throughout the year, constant rainfall, and well-drained, fertile soil.
The reason why coffee in Blue Mountain has a richer and more dense flavor is because the thick fog acts as a barrier and prevents the strong sunlight from shining directly on the coffee trees. So Hae-jun cultivated the field in the highest place on the farm, and among them, he planted coffee berries in a place where it was foggy but warm.
Even after harvesting the berries, he separated the outer skin and pulp in running water to obtain the green beans, and then dried them evenly in the sun for another 36 hours.
These methods followed the coffee cultivation methods of the real world.
When Hae-jun briefly explained the cultivation process, Antonio nodded his head.
“How did you come up with such an ingenious method? That’s amazing. Hae-jun, you’re a phenomenal farmer, just as the rumors say. Will you produce coffee like this? I’ll buy the green coffee beans at a very high price. Hahaha. I, Antonio, will open a café here and become the richest man.”
Antonio said with a sly laugh.
“But there’s a condition.”
“A condition?”
“Yes. In exchange for cultivating the green coffee beans, please sell me the roasted coffee beans.”
“Roasted coffee beans? Surely you’re not thinking the same thing?”
“Thinking the same thing?”
“Are you thinking of opening a café in the village? If so, I can’t hand them over. If I get a rival, my plan to sell coffee and become rich enough to marry a beautiful woman will be greatly hindered.”
“Ha. Ha. Ha. No. It’s not like that.”
Of course, he planned to sell coffee, but not here.
He planned to give it to Min-ju, the beverage manager of Sunflower.
“Alright. Then I’ll hand them over.”
“Deal.”
“Deal!”
***
Coffee took longer to cultivate than other crops on the Dimensional Farm.
Once planted, it took about four days, and including the processing, it was a task that took a whole week.
The cultivation site was also on a cliff outside the farm, so for the time being, Ha-jun had to personally produce the coffee.
Antonio’s drive to become rich was great.
He built a cafeteria in a secluded part of the village.
Hae-jun sold the finest fresh green coffee beans to Antonio as promised.
Antonio, who was thought to be a sly man who only cared about money, was actually serious when it came to his work and roasted the beans with a thorough craftsman spirit.
“Mongchi! What will you do if you eat that?”
Mongchi, who had followed after the freshly harvested coffee beans, was picking them up and eating them one by one.
“Meow~”
“Get away. Stop eating.”
“Meow~!!”
“What? It’s delicious?”
“Meow.”
“What will you do if you eat them all? I don’t have enough to sell to Antonio.”
“Meow.”
“That guy is really···. Fine, eat them, eat them!”
Despite Ha-jun’s nagging, Mongchi continued to loiter around him and ate the coffee beans whenever he got the chance.
