I Quit My Job and Run a Café - Chapter 202
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Episode 202
I shook my head as I watched Su-ah walk home, clutching her head, saying something big had happened.
After talking about homework, I thought of something… … .
Anyway, Su-ah doesn’t have to do the trainee experience since it’s an off-campus study session during summer vacation, right?
But since there was no one to tell her that already, I thought she might be upset when she got home and found out about it.
‘Or is there a real assignment? I don’t know about things like a diary.’
That’s an everyday task that can be done even if you study outside of school.
I don’t know the details either.
The off-campus study was actually a story about a child of a coworker I used to work with.
It could be different for each school.
The important thing is… … .
“Well, either way, it’s not good for Su-ah.”
I guess the one I like the most is the one without homework.
Phew!
It seemed like I was the only one tasting the freshly made strawberry jam for the first time.
It wasn’t bad. In fact, I was glad because I felt like I hadn’t had much time alone recently.
Besides, I’m the only human, there are spirits.
I took out the pre-made morning bread and warmed it slightly in the oven.
It was leftover from making egg sandwiches to give to the filming crew as a snack.
Ding~!
A warm morning bun that has just been warmed up.
Take a bite with a generous spread of freshly made fresh raspberry jam… … .
‘It’s delicious. Sujeong, do you want to try it?’
─Eeeeeeeee! No.
‘Not really?’
It seems that Soo-Jung isn’t particularly interested in anything other than drinks.
Instead, Miho ate well.
I just lick the jam and eat it though.
The refreshingly fragrant raspberry jam was intentionally not too sweet.
Because I wanted to make it so that you could taste the fragrance more than the sweetness.
“It’s delicious.”
The results were satisfactory.
It was perfect for spreading it generously and eating it without feeling burdened.
I should try making other jams like this in the future.
Of course, I put in less than the recipe says because the fruits in my garden were already sweet, but I thought I could put in as little as I wanted for the raspberry jam.
Would it be okay to put it in a pie or scone?
It would be no problem to put it in a cake.
─Is it delicious?
Even though she didn’t want to eat it, Soo-Jung kept asking because she was curious about the sight of her eating.
I should make a drink for this guy too.
I took out the strawberry syrup.
Although it is not fully ripened yet, the sugar has already dissolved.
I took out the contents and mixed them with just washed strawberries. Then I ground them with ice.
Simple strawberry juice is complete.
“Want to try it?”
─Yeah!
As expected, Soo-jeong was the one who didn’t refuse drinks.
Soo-jeong made one glass and I made one glass, took them outside, and went up onto the roof.
The weather was nice, so I wanted to cheer myself up for the first time in a while.
Now that I think about it, guests often came up here, but it seemed like I only came up to clean this nice place.
“But it’s strange. How can a cool breeze blow like this right at the end of summer?”
The sun was still warm, but the air coming down from the mountain was cool.
I can’t say it’s cool, but it’s not too hot.
It would be safe to say that it was a complete change considering that in the middle of summer, it was so hot that even the wind was hot that I couldn’t stay outside.
I can’t believe I’m feeling the change of seasons with my body like this…
Isn’t this one of the things that is hard to feel when you’re in the city?
If you live without thinking, it will be hot, and if you live without thinking, at some point it will be cold.
I don’t know if it’s just me, but anyway, that’s how the season was for me.
I just changed my clothes according to the temperature change, without any emotion.
‘It’s such a strange thing.’
The temperature was different, the scent it contained was different, and everything that bloomed there was different.
But it was impossible to know that in the cement that did not change throughout the year.
Even what I was eating right now was like that. It seemed like I was eating seasonal fruits all the time since I came here.
The fruits that were available also varied depending on the season.
Of course, this is obvious and common sense. But when I went to the supermarket, there were always the same things.
Sometimes, when the season comes and the fruit that symbolizes the season comes out, only then do I realize that the season has changed.
And that’s it.
I only knew about it, but I never bought seasonal fruits separately.
‘Just because it’s in season doesn’t mean it’s cheap.’
If anything, it was expensive.
If you come here and buy only seasonal fruits from the garden at the mart, you will wonder how much they would cost…
‘… … I ate a lot?’
I was really curious so I did a rough calculation and ended up getting a dizzying amount.
Anyway, even if you were to buy one seasonal fruit, the first thing that comes to mind would be the amount of money you would spend on meat.
“That’s why I didn’t go to the supermarket much in the first place.”
It was a world of difference from now.
How could you ever imagine picking wild strawberries and making jam from them?
As I felt the change of seasons, the environment also changed a lot.
“hmm.”
I took a bite of the jam-covered bread and lay down on the roof.
The blue sky with white clouds looked high.
It was a really nice day to fall asleep.
Thanks to the noisy morning and afternoon, the present time seemed more peaceful and flowing more slowly.
Right now I’ve decided to just stay like this without thinking about anything.
* * *
How long had he been lying there like that?
I think I was there for two or three hours because the sunset was setting by the time I woke up.
As the sun was about to set, the moderate wind became a little colder and I quickly came down.
And then I just cleaned up and came down to the house… … .
“What are you all doing here?”
A group of regulars who gather at our house.
“Oh, you’re here? That’s right, hyung. I think I should go up now.”
“Huh? You’re going up? Ah… … .”
Kang Do-yoon hesitated and then said.
I can tell right away what the situation is from those words.
Kang Do-yoon didn’t really come down here with the intention of settling down.
He wanted to learn the atmosphere from me and practice his role while experiencing real country life.
That was two months ago? It’s almost been three months, so I guess it’s time to start going up now.
“So that’s why you came?”
“Yes. I’m not leaving tomorrow, but I need to start preparing, so I’m going to say hello today.”
“Was I the last one?”
“It just so happened.”
It’s a coincidence that the order is like this, but the group gathered here are members of the night snack party.
Plus Su-ah and Su-ho.
“Sir! I don’t have any summer vacation homework!”
“I see. Then what is that?”
“Ta-da! Dakgalbi!”
“… … Where did that come from?”
So that’s why you came.
This meant that it was a late-night gathering under the pretext of a farewell party.
I was wondering why we’re all gathered here today, even though we’re not going tomorrow.
The plan was to have a late-night snack at our house and greet the village elders in advance.
Come to think of it, it seemed like fall was slowly coming, even from the way the group looked.
Excluding SuA and SuHo.
Lee Sun-ah, Han Song-i, Kang Do-yoon… … They all looked plumper and rounder than when I first saw them.
Even if Han Song-ya is like that, why do Lee Seon-ah and Kang Do-yoon have the village chief make them exercise and do farm work?
The secret, of course, is the snack I’m eating now.
Su-ah and Su-ho spent their summer vacation together, but it seemed like the three of them were the ones who really enjoyed it.
“But why our house?”
“Isn’t this the prettiest~”
I asked, but I also knew the answer.
First of all, what Su-ah said was not correct.
The correct answer is.
“You probably don’t want to clean up. Songi’s is too far away.”
“oh!”
Yeah, that’s right.
He opened the front door, shaking his head.
I can’t kick him out because there’s a false pretext for Kang Do-yoon’s farewell party.
‘Aren’t we just going to keep partying until we die?’
Of course, it wasn’t that I didn’t like it.
It’s just because I’m speechless.
When I opened the door and saw them naturally finding their seats and doing their jobs, that feeling grew even stronger.
It’s their own house.
“Grill it over charcoal?”
“Of course~! The original recipe for dakgalbi is charcoal.”
“Not a plate of iron?”
“Hey, that’s a modified version. Cheese has been updated.”
You speak very well.
Anyway, since we were going to grill it over charcoal, we took out the grill and the necessary equipment.
I feel like it’s just young kids playing around with each other… … .
“Did you ask the adults?”
“Grandma Gochu Roof has finished dinner and is already getting ready for bed.”
“okay?”
Not only the old man that Suah Bidan spoke of, but all the other adults were similar.
We’re the only ones who are alive.
‘I should give each villager a jar of honey to help them recover from fatigue.’
It’s about time to open Bongbong’s honey pot…
by the way.
Cheeeeek!
The chicken galbi on the grill over charcoal gave off a delicious smell.
“Eww~! This looks delicious!”
“It’s not ripe yet.”
“It smells delicious. Turn it over quickly! The seasoning burns quickly!”
Su-ah spoke with a very pitiful expression from the side.
I wanted to tease that guy, but I didn’t have time to do that because the real seasoned chicken galbi gets burnt on the outside very quickly.
Flip it over, and flip it over again.
If you keep flipping it over so that it doesn’t burn, you’ll have a delicious, smoky-scented chicken galbi.
If you add cheese fondue to this, even Suah can enjoy it.
“You drink too much!”
Just like that, Suah ate it and opened her eyes wide and shouted.
He was a really responsive kid.
And it felt real that Su-ah was back.
“Suho, eat a lot too. You worked hard.”
“Yes, I will enjoy the meal.”
He looked like he was still a little sleep deprived, but he also took care of Suho, who came because of Suah.
Of course, I didn’t buy it.
“But who bought this?”
“me.”
Today must have been Lee Seon-ah’s day.
I picked one up and tried it.
The seasoning, which was moderately spicy and had a strong charcoal flavor, was quite tasty.
The chicken was chewy, plump, and fresh.
The flavor was even better when I added mayonnaise and ate it with perilla leaves and ssammu.
“Where did you get this? It’s delicious.”
It tasted just like soju.
Of course, I have no intention of drinking soju here.
“They say it’s the original dakgalbi in town.”
“okay?”
Next time I go into town, I’ll have to get this to-go or buy some to eat.
It was so delicious that I could eat it alone.
It’s not just me, the dakgalbi is disappearing quickly.
I had no choice but to bake potatoes.
Char-grilled potatoes are another delicacy.
“Fried rice?”
“call.”
And finally, we decided to finish with fried rice.
Of course, I lined the grill with aluminum foil.
They say it’s not good for aluminum to come into direct contact with fire, but it only happens once or twice.
I chopped the chicken galbi into small pieces and added it, then added the seasoning and rice. I stirred the foil back and forth to prevent it from sticking.
Then sprinkle with cheese and finally, sprinkle with seaweed powder.
“Let’s eat. It’s hot, so eat slowly… … .”
“Ahhhhh!!”
Before I could finish speaking, one, two guys burned their tongues while eating… … Hmm, are they all cooked?
I shook my head and blew on it to cool it down before eating it.
Of course, the best dessert is fried rice.
I think I ate so much that my stomach was full.
“… …Why is only my brother the same?”
“huh?”
At that time, Hansong looked at her stomach and my stomach alternately and asked.
“You didn’t eat enough to feel wronged, did you?”
“Ah~!”
Of course, my body has changed more thanks to my ‘strong roots’.
It would be nice if Hansong-i could clear her name.
Today too, I was lying down in the main hall, drinking the same beverage.
I want to sleep like this.
Obviously, summer vacation is over and the main character of the farewell party is Kang Do-yoon, but why am I so lazy?
As if this time is too much to bear.
Just like I wish summer vacation would never end, and I wish we wouldn’t have to say goodbye…
I wanted to stretch out like that now.
But then!
Ding! Ding!
“huh?”
Who’s calling at this hour?
It’s not even a number I know.
Who is it?