***
It wasn't easy to cultivate crops above Grade B.
No matter how much I researched and tried, Grade C crops were my limit. Once again, I felt the majesty of the Grade B abalone I had harvested from the sea.
After extensive research on soil, temperature, and humidity, I was finally able to obtain some Grade B crops from the various crops I had produced: the teardrop tomatoes in the glass greenhouse and the garlic and onions grown in the open field.
"Alright."
I wondered what effects these newly harvested Grade B ingredients would have.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I ate a teardrop tomato right on the spot, but...
"Hmm?··· I don't really feel anything?"
Unlike when I ate the abalone, I didn't feel any changes in my body.
Back then, a warm energy had coursed through my body, and a strange energy had surged from my dantian.
But now...
"It's the same."
Perhaps the Grade B abalone had a special effect that was unique to it.
I also took a bite of raw garlic, but all I tasted was its pungent flavor and smell. It was a bit disappointing, but at least it tasted much better than the Grade C ingredients, so I decided to be satisfied with that.
After briefly testing the ingredients(?), Hae-jun diligently loaded the ingredients he would use at Sunflower today onto a cart.
"Min-ju. Write down Bacon Tomato Pasta as the chef's recommended dish today."
Hae-jun said before the lunch service began.
"The chef's recommended dish? We don't have anything like that."
"We got some good quality tomatoes today. It'll be tastier than usual."
The sauce made with the Grade B teardrop tomatoes would make it more delicious than ever.
Even if it didn't have any special effects, the taste was guaranteed.
"Okay. I'll recommend it to the customers too."
"Thanks."
***
"You've worked hard, hyung."
The manager handed Lee Seo-jun a bottle of water as he finished his pictorial photoshoot.
"You've worked hard too."
"Are you going straight home?"
"I'm hungry. Haven't you eaten yet?"
"How could I eat when you're not eating?"
"I saw you eating earlier. The staff's lunch boxes. And you ate two of them."
"Oh. You saw that?"
It was a bit embarrassing for a manager to be eating while the actor was starving and taking pictures. That's why he tried to hide and eat in a corner, but it seemed like Lee Seo-jun had witnessed it.
"Traitor."
"Ugh. I'm sorry. I was so hungry."
"It's okay. You should eat too. You're not the one taking the pictures."
"I knew you'd say that, so I ate. Haha."
Usually, on the day of a pictorial photoshoot, one had to starve and not even drink water the day before.
That way, the sharp jawline would become more defined, and the protruding abs could be restored to some extent.
It wasn't difficult when he was in his 20s and 30s, but after the first digit changed to 4, starving became more difficult, and the definition of his abs became less clear.
"I'm so hungry, my hands are shaking."
"Where should I take you? The raw rib restaurant in Cheongdam-dong? Or the steakhouse you like?"
“Not that. I’m craving something simple.”
“Something simple?···”
“Old-fashioned pork cutlet.”
The manager quickly racked his brain.
“I heard from So-yul’s manager that there’s a popular Western restaurant these days. The name was Sunflower? They say the pork cutlet there is amazing. Should I take you there?”
“Okay. Let’s go there.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll get us there right away.”
He started the car and drove out of the narrow studio alley.
Just as they were about to get on the highway.
“Kyung-sik. Pull over for a second.”
“Yes? S, suddenly?”
“Uh. It’s urgent.”
“Didn’t you just go to the bathroom a while ago?”
“Just pull over!”
Judging from his urgent expression, it must be a real emergency.
The manager pulled the car over to a gas station near the entrance ramp.
Seo-jun, clutching his pants, hurriedly ran to the bathroom and barely managed to unzip his pants and avoid the worst-case scenario at the very last moment.
Plop-
Despite the urgent situation, the sound he made didn’t feel very refreshing.
Seo-jun’s expression wasn’t very bright either.
“Damn. I can’t pee even when I’m standing in front of the toilet. Why do I feel like peeing all the time these days?”
Seo-jun, the epitome of sweetness and dandyism, with his neat appearance, fluent English, French, and Spanish, and brilliant mind.
Thanks to his image as a stern father, he always played the role of a handsome executive or a king in dramas. But he had a secret that he couldn’t even tell Kyung-sik, his manager and younger brother, who he had worked with for 10 years.
It was the fact that his urine stream had become unusually weak lately.
He didn’t know if there was a problem with his prostate, but he had to urinate frequently and his stream had become weak.
As a man, and an actor at that, prostate problems were a fatal weakness, so Seo-jun had been very worried about it lately.
He had taken medicine with saw palmetto extract, which was said to be good for the prostate, and he had even tried folk remedies, but they hadn’t helped much.
“Ugh···.”
If he were to be caught by the paparazzi going in and out of a urology clinic, his image would be ruined in an instant.
He couldn’t go to the hospital, and his symptoms were getting worse, so Seo-jun’s worries deepened.
Seo-jun’s expression was not bright when he returned to the car.
Seo-jun, who was annoyed for no reason by Manager Kyung-sik, who was smiling and saying, “Are you feeling refreshed? Let’s get going, hyung-nim.” through the rearview mirror, opened his phone and typed in a search term.
<Foods that are good for the prostate>
***
It wasn't easy to cultivate crops above Grade B.
No matter how much I researched and tried, Grade C crops were my limit. Once again, I felt the majesty of the Grade B abalone I had harvested from the sea.
After extensive research on soil, temperature, and humidity, I was finally able to obtain some Grade B crops from the various crops I had produced: the teardrop tomatoes in the glass greenhouse and the garlic and onions grown in the open field.
"Alright."
I wondered what effects these newly harvested Grade B ingredients would have.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I ate a teardrop tomato right on the spot, but...
"Hmm?··· I don't really feel anything?"
Unlike when I ate the abalone, I didn't feel any changes in my body.
Back then, a warm energy had coursed through my body, and a strange energy had surged from my dantian.
But now...
"It's the same."
Perhaps the Grade B abalone had a special effect that was unique to it.
I also took a bite of raw garlic, but all I tasted was its pungent flavor and smell. It was a bit disappointing, but at least it tasted much better than the Grade C ingredients, so I decided to be satisfied with that.
After briefly testing the ingredients(?), Hae-jun diligently loaded the ingredients he would use at Sunflower today onto a cart.
"Min-ju. Write down Bacon Tomato Pasta as the chef's recommended dish today."
Hae-jun said before the lunch service began.
"The chef's recommended dish? We don't have anything like that."
"We got some good quality tomatoes today. It'll be tastier than usual."
The sauce made with the Grade B teardrop tomatoes would make it more delicious than ever.
Even if it didn't have any special effects, the taste was guaranteed.
"Okay. I'll recommend it to the customers too."
"Thanks."
***
"You've worked hard, hyung."
The manager handed Lee Seo-jun a bottle of water as he finished his pictorial photoshoot.
"You've worked hard too."
"Are you going straight home?"
"I'm hungry. Haven't you eaten yet?"
"How could I eat when you're not eating?"
"I saw you eating earlier. The staff's lunch boxes. And you ate two of them."
"Oh. You saw that?"
It was a bit embarrassing for a manager to be eating while the actor was starving and taking pictures. That's why he tried to hide and eat in a corner, but it seemed like Lee Seo-jun had witnessed it.
"Traitor."
"Ugh. I'm sorry. I was so hungry."
"It's okay. You should eat too. You're not the one taking the pictures."
"I knew you'd say that, so I ate. Haha."
Usually, on the day of a pictorial photoshoot, one had to starve and not even drink water the day before.
That way, the sharp jawline would become more defined, and the protruding abs could be restored to some extent.
It wasn't difficult when he was in his 20s and 30s, but after the first digit changed to 4, starving became more difficult, and the definition of his abs became less clear.
"I'm so hungry, my hands are shaking."
"Where should I take you? The raw rib restaurant in Cheongdam-dong? Or the steakhouse you like?"
“Not that. I’m craving something simple.”
“Something simple?···”
“Old-fashioned pork cutlet.”
The manager quickly racked his brain.
“I heard from So-yul’s manager that there’s a popular Western restaurant these days. The name was Sunflower? They say the pork cutlet there is amazing. Should I take you there?”
“Okay. Let’s go there.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll get us there right away.”
He started the car and drove out of the narrow studio alley.
Just as they were about to get on the highway.
“Kyung-sik. Pull over for a second.”
“Yes? S, suddenly?”
“Uh. It’s urgent.”
“Didn’t you just go to the bathroom a while ago?”
“Just pull over!”
Judging from his urgent expression, it must be a real emergency.
The manager pulled the car over to a gas station near the entrance ramp.
Seo-jun, clutching his pants, hurriedly ran to the bathroom and barely managed to unzip his pants and avoid the worst-case scenario at the very last moment.
Plop-
Despite the urgent situation, the sound he made didn’t feel very refreshing.
Seo-jun’s expression wasn’t very bright either.
“Damn. I can’t pee even when I’m standing in front of the toilet. Why do I feel like peeing all the time these days?”
Seo-jun, the epitome of sweetness and dandyism, with his neat appearance, fluent English, French, and Spanish, and brilliant mind.
Thanks to his image as a stern father, he always played the role of a handsome executive or a king in dramas. But he had a secret that he couldn’t even tell Kyung-sik, his manager and younger brother, who he had worked with for 10 years.
It was the fact that his urine stream had become unusually weak lately.
He didn’t know if there was a problem with his prostate, but he had to urinate frequently and his stream had become weak.
As a man, and an actor at that, prostate problems were a fatal weakness, so Seo-jun had been very worried about it lately.
He had taken medicine with saw palmetto extract, which was said to be good for the prostate, and he had even tried folk remedies, but they hadn’t helped much.
“Ugh···.”
If he were to be caught by the paparazzi going in and out of a urology clinic, his image would be ruined in an instant.
He couldn’t go to the hospital, and his symptoms were getting worse, so Seo-jun’s worries deepened.
Seo-jun’s expression was not bright when he returned to the car.
Seo-jun, who was annoyed for no reason by Manager Kyung-sik, who was smiling and saying, “Are you feeling refreshed? Let’s get going, hyung-nim.” through the rearview mirror, opened his phone and typed in a search term.
<Foods that are good for the prostate>
