***
“I got it!”
<Black Rockfish - Grade D>
I reeled in a decent-sized, 30cm black rockfish.
It wasn’t a huge catch, but my hands were still tingling. I guess this was what the researchers called the thrill of the catch.
The thrill was great, and so was the exhilaration of reeling in the black rockfish.
I could see why men got so into fishing.
“This is fun.”
With this, Mongchi and Hae-jun’s current score was 1:1.
Hae-jun put the black rockfish in the net and baited his hook before casting his line.
“Splash!”
As soon as he cast his line, his stamina decreased by 1, and when he reeled in the black rockfish, his experience points increased.
The same went for the fish traps. It cost stamina to set them up and retrieve them, and the more seafood they contained, the more experience points he gained.
This place was definitely also a territory affected by the Dimensional Farm.
As I waited for a bite, I looked over at Mongchi, who was in the middle of a fight with his second black rockfish.
“Meow! Meow meow!!”
He was dodging all over the place and throwing cat punches.
The black rockfish, which had been resisting fiercely, suddenly collapsed after a single punch.
‘Tch, I should have won that, stupid rockfish.’
As Mongchi proudly dropped his second catch in front of Hae-jun and disappeared, Hae-jun’s rod bent greatly and he got another bite.
“Then I can’t lose either!”
Thwack-
Hae-jun opened his mouth wide and yanked on his rod.
.
.
.
“Hahaha! I won.”
“Nyaaaang···.”
Final score: 10:6
In about 4 hours, he had caught 10 fish, avenging his previous fishing failure.
As expected, practice makes perfect. Once he learned the black rockfish’s habits, favorite bait, and fishing methods, he quickly turned the tables. Humming a tune in his victory, he checked his fish traps. The first trap contained 10 large shrimps. The second and third traps each contained 12 large shrimps, for a total of 34 large shrimps.
“16 black rockfish and 34 large shrimps should be enough for over 30 people. If I can catch this much every day, I can even sell fish stew.”
Hae-jun returned to the farm with his hands full.
For the first time in a while, he cooked a seafood dish with the farm family using the seafood he had caught himself.
Today’s menu was also fried fish. Maybe the concept of ‘raw fish’ didn’t exist in the world beyond the dimension, because no one mentioned black rockfish sashimi.
James, who had started construction on the wine cellar, finished his work for the day and drank with Hae-jun while eating the fried black rockfish he had made. He praised the fish stew, saying that it went perfectly with the newly made white wine.
Chloe, Pote, Mia, and Mr. Haas also gave it a thumbs up and raved about it.
Hae-jun returned to the Sunflower after a long and enjoyable meal.
“But why am I a little chilly? Is it a cold?”
Was it because he had been fishing for rockfish all day in the sea breeze? His body was shivering slightly.
“I guess the best thing to do is drink a glass of soju and get a good night’s sleep.”
Soju is better than cold medicine.
Besides, don’t I have a good side dish today?
<Abalone - Grade B>
Hae-jun peeled off the guy that was stuck to the wall of the bucket and cleaned it.
He brushed every corner with a toothbrush until no foreign matter came out, and inserted a spoon between the shell and the flesh so that the internal organs would not burst.
‘The internal organs are also solid. I should boil them and eat them.’
He removed the teeth that protruded upwards on the flesh, sliced them thinly, and put them on a plate.
Abalone sashimi completed with simple cleaning.
“This looks delicious.”
He poured a glass of soju into his mouth and chewed on the abalone, which was very lightly dipped in soy sauce.
Crunch-
Crunch, crunch-
The chewy texture was good.
The sea breeze peculiar to seafood cleanly blew away the alcohol scent of the soju.
It tastes different from the ordinary(?) C~D grade abalone.
‘Delicious. One more.’
He silently drank another glass of soju and ate the thick abalone.
The sound of crunching echoed through the quiet store.
After drinking about half a bottle, a warm feeling came over his body.
“Now my body is a little warm.”
Hae-jun, who was standing in front of the stove, stir-fried the remaining abalone and internal organs with cooked rice and sesame oil.
He added water and chopped vegetables to the mixture and stirred it for about 30 minutes to complete the thick abalone porridge. He seasoned it with salt and drank it with soju, and soon he felt sleepy.
***
“Ugh!”
I woke up after a nap and felt refreshed.
Far from having a cold, my body felt light and energetic.
As expected, soju is the best medicine for a mild cold.
“I’m in good condition.”
He began to clean the ingredients he had brought from the Dimension Farm last night.
Lee Kang-hoon and Ko Dong-sik, who had just arrived at work, changed into their chef’s uniforms and came to Hae-jun’s side to help him clean the ingredients.
“Did you had a good weekend?”
“No. I just stayed home.”
Kang-hoon replied in a gloomy voice to Hae-jun’s question.
“Why don’t you meet up with some friends?”
“My friends are all still in the military.”
“What about a girlfriend? Uh, you don’t have one?”
“If I did, I wouldn’t be home alone like this. I’m so lonely. And there’s no one to set me up on a blind date. Ah~ I’m so lonely. Boss. Can you set me up on a blind date?”
“Kang-hoon. I don’t know any women either.”
“Boss···.”
“Hoon···.”
Kang-hoon cried, Hae-jun cried, and the heavens cried.
“What about you, hyung? I heard you went to an amusement park with Jae-eun over the weekend. Did you have fun?”
“Haha. Yes. My daughter had a blast.”
“I’m glad. At least someone had fun.”
Kang-hoon said with a bitter expression.
Hae-jun was puzzled. He had had a great weekend, even though he didn’t have a girlfriend.
“Why? I had fun too?”
“You don’t have a girlfriend, boss.”
“Yeah. That’s true, but I went fishing with Mong-chi.”
He wasn’t stuck at home like Kang-hoon because he didn’t have a girlfriend.
He went to the Dimensional Farm and went fishing for rockfish with Mong-chi, and he even went snorkeling to catch bait. It felt like he had gone on a 3-night, 4-day trip to Southeast Asia in one Sunday.
“I’m so jealous! I was the only one stuck at home.”
“Do you like to fish, boss? Freshwater? Saltwater? Which one do you prefer?”
Ko Dong-sik, who was boiling eggs, asked.
“Saltwater.”
“Did you catch anything?”
“Two rockfish the size of my palm.”
“Wow! Two rockfish? I heard those are hard to catch.”
“I was really lucky.”
He said it modestly because rockfish were rare in reality, but if he had told the truth and said he caught 10, he would have been blown away.
Oh, that’s 16 including the ones Mong-chi caught.
“If you slice the rockfish into sashimi and eat it with a glass of soju, it’s the best. Next time, take me with you.”
“Me too, boss!”
He wanted to, but he couldn’t.
The Dimensional Farm was a secret that he couldn’t tell anyone.
Just when Hae-jun was feeling embarrassed because he couldn’t give a cool answer.
“What are you guys talking about?”
Min-ju came in.
“The boss went fishing over the weekend.”
“What?! Oppa, you went fishing over the weekend? Why? Why didn’t you take me?”
Min-ju asked in a very disappointed tone.
***
“I got it!”
<Black Rockfish - Grade D>
I reeled in a decent-sized, 30cm black rockfish.
It wasn’t a huge catch, but my hands were still tingling. I guess this was what the researchers called the thrill of the catch.
The thrill was great, and so was the exhilaration of reeling in the black rockfish.
I could see why men got so into fishing.
“This is fun.”
With this, Mongchi and Hae-jun’s current score was 1:1.
Hae-jun put the black rockfish in the net and baited his hook before casting his line.
“Splash!”
As soon as he cast his line, his stamina decreased by 1, and when he reeled in the black rockfish, his experience points increased.
The same went for the fish traps. It cost stamina to set them up and retrieve them, and the more seafood they contained, the more experience points he gained.
This place was definitely also a territory affected by the Dimensional Farm.
As I waited for a bite, I looked over at Mongchi, who was in the middle of a fight with his second black rockfish.
“Meow! Meow meow!!”
He was dodging all over the place and throwing cat punches.
The black rockfish, which had been resisting fiercely, suddenly collapsed after a single punch.
‘Tch, I should have won that, stupid rockfish.’
As Mongchi proudly dropped his second catch in front of Hae-jun and disappeared, Hae-jun’s rod bent greatly and he got another bite.
“Then I can’t lose either!”
Thwack-
Hae-jun opened his mouth wide and yanked on his rod.
.
.
.
“Hahaha! I won.”
“Nyaaaang···.”
Final score: 10:6
In about 4 hours, he had caught 10 fish, avenging his previous fishing failure.
As expected, practice makes perfect. Once he learned the black rockfish’s habits, favorite bait, and fishing methods, he quickly turned the tables. Humming a tune in his victory, he checked his fish traps. The first trap contained 10 large shrimps. The second and third traps each contained 12 large shrimps, for a total of 34 large shrimps.
“16 black rockfish and 34 large shrimps should be enough for over 30 people. If I can catch this much every day, I can even sell fish stew.”
Hae-jun returned to the farm with his hands full.
For the first time in a while, he cooked a seafood dish with the farm family using the seafood he had caught himself.
Today’s menu was also fried fish. Maybe the concept of ‘raw fish’ didn’t exist in the world beyond the dimension, because no one mentioned black rockfish sashimi.
James, who had started construction on the wine cellar, finished his work for the day and drank with Hae-jun while eating the fried black rockfish he had made. He praised the fish stew, saying that it went perfectly with the newly made white wine.
Chloe, Pote, Mia, and Mr. Haas also gave it a thumbs up and raved about it.
Hae-jun returned to the Sunflower after a long and enjoyable meal.
“But why am I a little chilly? Is it a cold?”
Was it because he had been fishing for rockfish all day in the sea breeze? His body was shivering slightly.
“I guess the best thing to do is drink a glass of soju and get a good night’s sleep.”
Soju is better than cold medicine.
Besides, don’t I have a good side dish today?
<Abalone - Grade B>
Hae-jun peeled off the guy that was stuck to the wall of the bucket and cleaned it.
He brushed every corner with a toothbrush until no foreign matter came out, and inserted a spoon between the shell and the flesh so that the internal organs would not burst.
‘The internal organs are also solid. I should boil them and eat them.’
He removed the teeth that protruded upwards on the flesh, sliced them thinly, and put them on a plate.
Abalone sashimi completed with simple cleaning.
“This looks delicious.”
He poured a glass of soju into his mouth and chewed on the abalone, which was very lightly dipped in soy sauce.
Crunch-
Crunch, crunch-
The chewy texture was good.
The sea breeze peculiar to seafood cleanly blew away the alcohol scent of the soju.
It tastes different from the ordinary(?) C~D grade abalone.
‘Delicious. One more.’
He silently drank another glass of soju and ate the thick abalone.
The sound of crunching echoed through the quiet store.
After drinking about half a bottle, a warm feeling came over his body.
“Now my body is a little warm.”
Hae-jun, who was standing in front of the stove, stir-fried the remaining abalone and internal organs with cooked rice and sesame oil.
He added water and chopped vegetables to the mixture and stirred it for about 30 minutes to complete the thick abalone porridge. He seasoned it with salt and drank it with soju, and soon he felt sleepy.
***
“Ugh!”
I woke up after a nap and felt refreshed.
Far from having a cold, my body felt light and energetic.
As expected, soju is the best medicine for a mild cold.
“I’m in good condition.”
He began to clean the ingredients he had brought from the Dimension Farm last night.
Lee Kang-hoon and Ko Dong-sik, who had just arrived at work, changed into their chef’s uniforms and came to Hae-jun’s side to help him clean the ingredients.
“Did you had a good weekend?”
“No. I just stayed home.”
Kang-hoon replied in a gloomy voice to Hae-jun’s question.
“Why don’t you meet up with some friends?”
“My friends are all still in the military.”
“What about a girlfriend? Uh, you don’t have one?”
“If I did, I wouldn’t be home alone like this. I’m so lonely. And there’s no one to set me up on a blind date. Ah~ I’m so lonely. Boss. Can you set me up on a blind date?”
“Kang-hoon. I don’t know any women either.”
“Boss···.”
“Hoon···.”
Kang-hoon cried, Hae-jun cried, and the heavens cried.
“What about you, hyung? I heard you went to an amusement park with Jae-eun over the weekend. Did you have fun?”
“Haha. Yes. My daughter had a blast.”
“I’m glad. At least someone had fun.”
Kang-hoon said with a bitter expression.
Hae-jun was puzzled. He had had a great weekend, even though he didn’t have a girlfriend.
“Why? I had fun too?”
“You don’t have a girlfriend, boss.”
“Yeah. That’s true, but I went fishing with Mong-chi.”
He wasn’t stuck at home like Kang-hoon because he didn’t have a girlfriend.
He went to the Dimensional Farm and went fishing for rockfish with Mong-chi, and he even went snorkeling to catch bait. It felt like he had gone on a 3-night, 4-day trip to Southeast Asia in one Sunday.
“I’m so jealous! I was the only one stuck at home.”
“Do you like to fish, boss? Freshwater? Saltwater? Which one do you prefer?”
Ko Dong-sik, who was boiling eggs, asked.
“Saltwater.”
“Did you catch anything?”
“Two rockfish the size of my palm.”
“Wow! Two rockfish? I heard those are hard to catch.”
“I was really lucky.”
He said it modestly because rockfish were rare in reality, but if he had told the truth and said he caught 10, he would have been blown away.
Oh, that’s 16 including the ones Mong-chi caught.
“If you slice the rockfish into sashimi and eat it with a glass of soju, it’s the best. Next time, take me with you.”
“Me too, boss!”
He wanted to, but he couldn’t.
The Dimensional Farm was a secret that he couldn’t tell anyone.
Just when Hae-jun was feeling embarrassed because he couldn’t give a cool answer.
“What are you guys talking about?”
Min-ju came in.
“The boss went fishing over the weekend.”
“What?! Oppa, you went fishing over the weekend? Why? Why didn’t you take me?”
Min-ju asked in a very disappointed tone.
