Assistant Manager Kim Hates Idols - Chapter 94
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| Episode 94. Employee Farm Experience (2)
I was speechless for a moment.
Even at a glance, my back on the other side of the mirror seemed to have a lot of stories to tell.
It was torn diagonally from between the shoulder blades to the middle of the waist, and the part that had not healed cleanly was clearly visible.
‘I think some people might find this annoying?’
Then, Jeong Seong-bin’s reaction was understandable. It was enough to show through the T-shirt.
“Really… … it’s big.”
I didn’t know that the climb would come to this.
I touched the scar while washing, but I didn’t really pay attention to it because so much time had passed since the wound appeared.
The bathroom in my room was so small that I didn’t have space to look at myself in the mirror.
What was more important was why the scar, which had been well-maintained, had become like this.
The fact that there is a wound remains the same, but the shape of the wound has changed… … .
‘XX, are you sure my sister is alive and well?’
No matter how I look at it, isn’t it like the older sister who helped me sort out the accident in the middle of it is gone?
I immediately checked the status of my older sister who was registered with welfare services.
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[SYSTEM] ‘Welfare Service’ Usage History
▷ Relationship: Blood relation
▷ Health status: Good
▷ Mental state: Bad
▷ Other: On duty
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I almost gave up on the system when I heard that he was in a bad state of mind, but after seeing him at work, I was convinced. Yes, that was an act of God.
The question was more whether we could continue to trust this system.
You’ve made a human platform out of a rag, so how can you fool me with a few words?
There’s nothing I can do, so I’ll put up with it for now, but if you catch me lying, I’ll break my own head and go to the afterlife to filibuster the interview with you, System.
“Hey guys, are you still changing clothes? We have to go out now!”
Lee Cheong-hyeon shouted from beyond the door.
I told Jeong Seong-bin that I would hide it well and go out, then I sent the guy out and put on two layers of t-shirts.
* * *
The old Spark rarely went outside.
I remember that the prevailing opinion was that there was no point in letting kids who couldn’t even make noise in an indoor studio go outside.
Although they were often active in exercise programs, it seems that they were very awkward around other people.
‘The problem is that some of their members are among those people.’
But now it’s different.
Thanks to the hard work day and night, these guys have awakened and realized for themselves how much of a sin it is to keep their mouths shut in front of the camera.
in result…….
“I don’t know how to say this, but our hyungs are really… … their force is no joke.”
“What do you mean, Lee Cheong-hyeon?”
“I think you guys will be really good at farm work. You’re dependable, you’re dependable!”
“That’s true.”
“You look strong too, Kiyeon… …!”
“yes?”
… … Everyone’s mouths wouldn’t stop.
In the meantime, the timing of their interruptions was perfect, as if they hadn’t forgotten to be careful not to damage the audio.
I was watching the guys talking loudly, and then I said something to our MC Jeong Seong-bin, who was pushed to a corner.
“Seongbin, they’re so noisy. Should I put one up in the field as a scarecrow?”
“My brother really seems like he’s going to stand up, so please don’t do that… …!”
Seriously. I can’t even joke.
Jeong Seong-bin quickly cleaned up the room, as if he really thought I was going to make the members stand upside down in the field.
“The first thing to do when you come to the countryside! It’s preparing lunch!”
Everyone applauded energetically at Jeong Seong-bin’s words.
I’m preparing lunch.
You’re taking these guys out into the great outdoors?
If that’s the case, then there’s nothing to worry about.
“Let’s eat some pajeon.”
There’s no choice. You have to do it with something that’s easy to make.
“Pajeon is good! And what else should I make?”
“With our skills, if we can just finish making the pancakes without a hitch, it’ll be a success, Cheong-hyeon.”
I put my hand on Lee Cheong-hyeon’s shoulder and said with a smile.
The eyes are smiling, but it’s serious.
If you ask two people to go out to the field and pull out green onions, one will definitely pull out onions and the other will definitely pull out water parsley.
I tried to ignore the bleak future that was clearly expected, and kept a smile on my face as I asked.
“Could we possibly get… …something like tempura powder or salt?”
“You can get as many items as you need by playing games with the production team!”
PD answered.
At that moment, an ominous conversation came to my ears.
“Seongbin hyung, do you need salt with pajeon? You usually dip it in soy sauce and eat it.”
“You’re probably going to use it for something else, right? Right, Jeho hyung?”
“I think I put some salt in it when I made kimchi pancake last time… … Lee Cheong-hyeon, did we put salt in it that time?”
“You didn’t add sugar? Does the salt and sugar vary depending on the ingredients?”
I asked with a faint smile.
“PD.”
“yes!”
“Materials… How much can you give me?”
We think we’ll need a lot of it.
* * *
Making six servings of pajeon was a very noisy process.
“Is this what green onion roots are like? Is it because they are environmentally friendly?”
“Could that be an onion, Jeho?”
From the single-celled Choi Je-ho who pulled out immature onions without disappointing expectations.
“Didn’t you say we had to build a stove?”
“Wait a minute, Kiyeon. If you don’t want to do it twice, you have to carefully position yourself while considering the members’ movements and where the wind is blowing.”
Lee Cheong-hyeon, who uses his good head to the fullest extent, and Kang Ki-yeon, who is destroying all the bricks he had built, saying that what he said was right.
I think I’ll probably eat lunch in the afternoon. Around 5 o’clock in the afternoon.
It was comforting that Jeong Seong-bin and Park Joo-woo were quiet.
Yeah, out of five people, at least one of them needs to have experience cooking outdoors to balance the world… … .
“Brother, how much of the onion do I have to peel to finish trimming it?”
“Brother Lee Wol, there are three kinds of soy sauce in the cupboard. Which one should I bring…?”
“… … .”
What is that… … .
Next time, I hope the production team takes the kids to something like the Boy Scouts instead of farm work. A one-day cooking class would be even better.
I answered each of the guys’ questions one by one and then handed them a pair of gloves.
“Why gloves?”
“I’ll do the cooking, so just go and gather some firewood.”
And I looked at the backs of the guys walking away towards the mountain path and sighed inwardly.
It’s all because I fed my kids too much salad.
Let them eat a few meals by themselves. Is this what happens?
‘I can’t say anything because I’m not a great cook.’
I thought to myself as I wiped the lid of the cauldron that was sitting on one side of the floor.
Then Kang Ki-yeon came and asked.
“Would you like to put it on the lid?”
“Yeah. I think it would be better to fry it here rather than in a frying pan.”
“Then should I clean it?”
“I’ll do it since I need to oil it too. What about the stove? Is it done?”
“Lee Cheong-hyeon told me to leave it to him?”
I glanced at the yard and saw Lee Cheong-hyeon breaking all the bricks he had stacked, saying, “This isn’t it!”
“Giyeon-ah.”
“yes.”
“Don’t run away from me and go back quickly to build a furnace.”
“……yes.”
As I was washing the lid of the pot for a while, the workshop at Hanpyeong Industry came to mind.
‘What’s more, it’s barbecue at the workshop. Isn’t that right, Team Leader Cho?’
‘Oh, of course. Didn’t the manager prepare all the charcoal and such? We just came for free. What do you call this these days? Taking the bus?’
This was a tearful workshop where I made the reservation, looked after the dishes, grilled the meat, and poured the drinks, but I couldn’t figure out who gave me a bus.
At that time, while Manager Nam and Team Leader Jo were drinking until they collapsed, I was outside wiping the iron plate like this.
If you asked me what was the best part of that workshop, I would confidently say it was when I was cleaning the iron plates.
As I recalled the beautiful memories, strength naturally entered my hand holding the washcloth.
While I was wiping the moisture off the lid of the pot I had just washed, this time Park Joo-woo came to me.
Park Joo-woo asked, holding out a huge bowl full of dough.
“Brother, is this amount of dough okay… …?”
“Yeah. Who kneaded the dough? Good job.”
“It’s my brother Jeho.”
Even though I was lost, I guess my experience making kimchi pancakes never went away. It’s a great improvement.
Even after I gave my permission, Park Joo-woo didn’t go back right away but squatted down next to me.
And Lee Cheong-hyeon and Kang Ki-yeon pointed to the scene where they were building a furnace with their mouths while making a squeaking sound.
“Brother, do you know how to light a fire in a place like that?”
When you see the kids messing around, you can’t help but feel worried, right?
I patted the guy’s shoulder to reassure him.
“Of course. Just trust me.”
Because you know how to light a fire and cook rice in a cauldron.
Go ahead and bring some cooking oil.
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The pajeon that was finally completed after many twists and turns was excellent.
It was delicious because I just made it.
After filming the eating scene, I didn’t forget to hand out a copy to each staff member. When I sat down to hand them out again, the guys also brought out the ingredients on their own.
Occasionally, Lee Cheong-hyeon would say that he wanted to set up a rabbit-shaped pancake while he was at it, but since it was a broadcast, I let him do whatever he wanted.
I failed to turn it over and ended up with one rabbit ear shorter, but it was still delicious.
After that, filming continued busily.
While Choi Je-ho and Kang Ki-yeon, who lost after playing rock-paper-scissors, were happily doing the dishes, Jeong Seong-bin and I got a mart coupon from the production crew and went shopping.
In the meantime, Park Joo-woo and Lee Cheong-hyeon were donating a shuttlecock and a badminton racket to a tree branch, one by one.
It was so blatantly taken by a tree that I thought it was a surprise camera for a moment.
After pulling weeds in the garden, betting on foot volleyball with the production crew, and even writing rolling papers, the day in the mountain village quickly came to an end.
But that didn’t mean the day was over for the celebrities who came to film.
I sliced cucumbers that Choi Je-ho had picked from the garden during the day and placed them on the faces of the Spark guys who had been working hard under the scorching sun all day. No matter how I looked at it, I should have been a staff member, not an idol.
“Brother, lie down too, I’ll put it on your face!”
“Okay, so no one gets up. Think of it as my hard work being diminished every time a cucumber falls.”
After finally laying Jeong Seong-bin down, this time Lee Cheong-hyeon jumped up from far away.
“Brother, there’s something I really want to do right now!”
At the same time, a cucumber fell from Lee Cheong-hyeon’s white jade-like face.
Mr. Lee, I put so much effort into writing that!
But the camera was still rolling. I suppressed my anger and asked.
“What is it?”
“It’s a real game! It might be a cliché, but it would be a shame not to do it when you come to a place like this!”
I’m just about to drop my bloody cucumbers on the floor to talk about that. I could have just laid down and suggested that.
I think fans will like it. Idol fans tend to want to know even the smallest things that make them wonder, ‘Why are you curious about such trivial things?’
The same thing happened to Manager Nam’s daughter.
Even though Choi Je-ho’s height and weight and favorite shoe brand are all like that, he wasn’t satisfied with that.
I don’t know what was so appealing about the fact that Choi Je-ho ordered Jajangmyeon with cream shrimp at a Chinese restaurant on a spring day in May, but I remember hearing that his daughter really liked the rice cake I had given her.
If it were a truth game, I think there would be a more interesting story than that. If it doesn’t come out, then just squeeze it out.
“I like it!”
For some reason, even Park Joo-woo raised his voice and supported Lee Cheong-hyeon’s opinion.
As I was thinking back on when truth games were popular among young people, Park Joo-woo said with shining eyes.
“I, I’ve never been on a school trip or anything like that. I haven’t had many opportunities to do things like that… …!”
No, Joo-woo.
If you say it like that, I can’t help but say it…