chapter 8

Next day

Han-Gil checked his phone as soon as he opened his eyes.

6:40AM

“When did I fall asleep?”

My eyes flashed. I didn’t even wash my face. He wore the clothes he could find and ran gasping toward the shop.

There was a box at the entrance of the store.

From: BG Company

To: Han-Gil Lee

BG.

Perhaps it was short for Best Gourmet.

My heart started to race again.

I hurriedly opened the door and moved the box right onto the table.

In a hurry, I couldn’t even think of finding the scissors, so I put up my used my hands and took off the tape.

Inside the box were a small jar and elongated bottles.

One jar. Six bottles.

Han-Gil went to the kitchen, looking to find a spoon hurriedly. A familiar green liquid is spilled when I pour the contents of the bottle over the spoon.

It has a sweet and fragrant taste.

The fascinating aroma of early harvested olive oil spread throughout my mouth.

“Ha-ha…. is it really here?”

Han-Gil, laughing in good spirit, looked the clock up again at 7:10AM.

“This is not the time for this. Let’s hurry.”

There was not much time.

8 o’clock in the next 50 minutes.

It is time for others to go to work.

Han-Gil didn’t want to miss out on that golden opportunity.

Han-Gil entered the kitchen, took out a large stained bowl, and poured olive oil generously into it. And I added the rest of the ingredients. Balsamic vinegar, dried thyme and oregano, and a tablespoon of garlic.

It’s just your typical balsamic dressing.

First, I was thinking of making a salad.

No matter how much I think about it, the menu that made this olive oil standout was the salad.

I didn’t want to cover this taste with a complicated recipe. If the ingredients are good, it’s the brightest way to cook a simple dish. And the salad was good to eat lightly in the morning, and it was easy to distribute once you try it!

Han-Gil was convinced.

People who have tried this olive oil will return to the store, even if they are only curious.

I knew because I had personally experienced the addiction.

‘Shall we try it once?’

I tossed the salad vegetables in a small bowl with the dressing, then tasted a little.

It wasn’t enough to say it was delicious.

Perhaps because I liked olive oil, which gently melted the scents of herbs and garlic, bringing out the natural flavor of vegetables to the fullest.

Another window appeared in front of Han-Gil, who had a satisfied expression.

[I made a new dish.]

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Name: Salad with Balsamic Dressing

Completeness: 35%

Charm: 5

Material: 4

Texture: 4

Visual: 2

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[Dish with less than 80% completion cannot be registered on the menu.]

[Please register again after upgrading.]

Now it wasn’t surprising what window was floating.

Then that……

‘The 35% completion rate…’

Because it’s a free salad, it only contains basic vegetables. But I didn’t have time right now to improve it right now.

Han-Gil took out a small plastic packaging container and filled it with salad vegetables. The dressing was placed in a separate round container, and a business card was taped to it.

A business card with the name of the store, a map, and a phone number.

First, I have 30 salads.

I carefully packed the salad in a large box, and went outside with a folding table on my back.

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‘Where should I settle down?’

I was a little worried about choosing a place.

Itaewon has a large floating population, but it is busy during rush hours.

Since it is a neighborhood with shops, cafes, and restaurants, all of them open until around 11 o’clock.

‘First of all, is it better to go to the ward office?’

By the way, the place where the most office workers are gathered is the Ward Office. There were also several office buildings under the ward office.

Han-Gil set up a table in the vacant lot in front of the ward office and displayed the salads that had been prepared. And I wrote on white paper,

“We distribute salads for free. -Han’s Kitchen

After a while, three or four office workers began to pass by the road.

It literally passed.

Without stopping.

People who go to work usually can’t afford it.

I just hurriedly walked straight towards my target.

Everyone looked at their smartphones and didn’t even give a glance toward Han-Gil.

“We give out salads for free.”

This time I started shouting loudly.

A woman glanced down the street before turning her head and walking away.

The men were indifferent in the salad, and some women passed by with only a pleasant smile.

There isn’t any more reaction than you think.

‘Am I not able to handle everything I’ve prepared?’

I was so excited that I made an unusual amount of vegetable salads.

Vegetables, especially those that have been washed once, should not be stored for a long period of time.

When I was worried about it,

“Uh, boss?”

I heard a familiar voice, I looked up, and it was Yeon Bora who came to the store yesterday.

“Aren’t you the owner of Han’s Kitchen? What are you up to this morning?”

Bora greeted me politely.

“Salad?”

And tilted her head slightly.

“I’m going to put it on the menu this time.”

“Ah, are you giving it away for free?”

“Yes, I want to see the reaction. Would you like to try it?”

Bora took out her smartphone and checked the time, 8:20.

It’s still early, but today is only the second day Bora has been at work.

I couldn’t afford to relax and enjoy the salad on the street.

“I tried dressing it a little differently. If you like, you can have a few.”

But I couldn’t pass by pretending not to know. Still, the warm-hearted boss is carefully smiling and asking, can you still refuse?

“Can I really do that?”

“Thank you for that.”

“Hmm… Then give me four!”

Bora hugged four containers stacked up like a tower.

“Are you giving this away for free?”

The woman who was passing by stopped to look at it. It becomes easier for people to approach you once you’ve started.

“Yes, would you like to try it? If you are busy, you can take it with you.”