I Quit My Job and Run a Café - Chapter 243



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Episode 243

A truly ripe persimmon, when cut in half, reveals a full, transparent, thread-like pulp.

This does not refer to opaque fibers.

He said that it was a kind of honey-like thread that melts in your mouth.

“It’s just the right amount of ripeness. If it had been any riper, it would have fallen off.”

“Really?”

“Oh. It was a stroke of genius that I couldn’t follow it and just left it alone.”

It’s not that it wasn’t, it was just really good timing.

If it had been less ripe than this, it would have been a little ambiguous.

It could have been full of real fibers, not the transparent honey thread I mentioned earlier.

Or, if it was riper, it would have already fallen and shattered on the yard floor.

“I need to get a few quickly.”

Above all, I saw a lot of feelings like this.

So you could say the timing was perfect.

“First, let me taste this before I eat it.”

“yes!”

He roughly tore a large persimmon by hand and shared it with Han Song-i and Lee Seon-ah.

Hansong put it in her mouth and ate it right away, and Seon-ah Lee took a picture of it with her camera.

And after I finished watching it, I took a bite.

“hmm.”

The flesh of the persimmon melts in your mouth.

it’s good.

Is that why it’s like this?

It was full of a very refreshing feeling.

I originally thought that persimmons had to be fully ripened to be truly fresh, but this was different.

I don’t know if it’s the persimmons from this persimmon tree that are like that, but I had a strong feeling that the persimmons were really fresh.

Of course, that doesn’t mean it wasn’t sweet. It was sweet enough.

It is properly aged and has no fiber that gets caught in the mouth.

There used to be a saying that the king of autumn fruits was the Daebong persimmon, and it was right. Who would have thought that the natural sweetness processed by nature could be this delicious… … .

Moreover, this is the real charm point of Hongshi.

The crunchy texture of the part surrounding the seeds, different from the regular pulp, was truly a delicacy among delicacies.

The sweetness of the flesh blends well with the pleasure of chewing… … .

“I want to pull out the tree and move it to the backyard of the cafe.”

Ouch!

Is it an illusion that the tree flinched at the words I muttered without realizing it?

“No!”

“Oh, it wasn’t a tree, it was a writer.”

It must have been a mistake. He shouted that it was not possible because he had heard of a persimmon tree instead of a flower.

Of course, I didn’t really intend to do that.

First of all, the persimmon tree was too big.

Of course, it wasn’t to the extent that it couldn’t be planted in the backyard of the cafe.

There is no law that requires you to plant it in the backyard, so you can plant it in an empty lot.

But that in itself probably won’t be easy.

Moving a tree this big is no joke. I had no idea how far the roots would have spread.

Cranes, trucks, etc. that can move the roots and minimize damage to them.

Even moving just one tree involved countless complicated tasks.

In that case, it would have been better to come like this and pick it with a bamboo stick.

“I’m not taking it.”

When I waved my hand, Hansong looked relieved.

No, I don’t know why you’re so worried since taking it without permission is illegal anyway.

“But this is really so delicious!”

“I know.”

The topic of conversation returned to Daebonggam Hongsi.

I heard that persimmons were used in royal cuisine because they had such a luxurious sweetness.

A honey-like feeling with a strong scent of persimmon?

So, if you use it instead of honey to sweeten it, you can create a luxurious taste.

Oh, to be more precise, I should say it’s not a luxurious sweetness, but a natural sweetness.

Of course, the best thing is to just eat persimmons.

Anyway, this seems like it could be used not only in food but also in cafes.

From desserts to drinks.

The scope of use came to mind.

“Now that I’ve tasted it, should I pick it properly? How much can I pick?”

“You can do whatever you want. Just leave some food for the magpies in the winter.”

“I’ll pick all of them except for that one. Oh, and I’ll pick the ones that aren’t ripe yet too?”

“Huh? Why is that?”

“I’ll make dried persimmons.”

“Huh? Can you make dried persimmons with that?”

“of course.”

Unlike the village chief’s field, Hansongi’s persimmon tree did not undergo any further post-treatment.

So the persimmon remained in a persimmon state. That was also the reason why the Hongsi was delicious… … .

If you pick a persimmon that is not ripe yet, you can make it into a dried persimmon.

“Wow, that’s amazing. Can I help you make dried persimmons too?”

“The number is… quite a lot, I guess.”

There were many ripe persimmons, but there were also many unripe persimmons.

It seemed like sharing it with Hansongi would be enough.

“Seon-ah, do you want to join us?”

“It’s okay. I don’t like dried persimmons.”

“Really? Dried persimmons are delicious, but they’re chewy and jelly-like.”

“No work less than a peach.”

Han Song-i also offered it to Lee Seon-ah, but she was rejected.

That peach ghost. Come to think of it, I think the village chief said he got mad every time he saw the peaches in the storage room.

It was understandable that they gave up space to peaches when there weren’t enough seasonal fruits.

Moreover, those peaches are not for sale, but belong to Lee Seon-ah.

‘Kang Do-yoon also went up to Seoul, but I think there must be a reason why he didn’t follow Peach.’

He shook his head and picked up the bamboo stick. Then he began to carefully pick them off one by one.

When I picked it, Hansong-i and Seon-ah Lee shared it with persimmons and dried persimmons.

“But that looks fun. Can I try it?”

“There’s no way it won’t work.”

Hansong asked me to do it for her, perhaps because she found it amusing to see me picking persimmons.

How can this not work?

Of course, if Su-ah had said she wanted to do it, I might have hesitated a bit.

Because it could be dangerous.

But if it’s Han Song who’s an adult, then I guess he’ll do this much.

He handed a bamboo stick to Hansong, whose expression was already filled with curiosity.

This kid was just as curious as Sua.

Han Song-i holding a bamboo stick with such an excited expression.

however…….

“Ah! Just a little bit, ugh~! Just a little bit more!”

I tried to pick the persimmon with all my might, holding a bamboo stick, but it didn’t seem easy.

I lifted it lightly, but even if it were a hollow bamboo, it would be heavier than you think if it were that long.

It wasn’t even completely dry bamboo.

Because very dry bamboo can break.

That’s why they used bamboo that wasn’t dry, but it’s not so bad that an adult can’t lift it… ?

“Eudadadada!?”

Hansongi swayed across the backyard, swinging along the bamboo sticks.

What is that doing?

“Huh? Sister, go to the temple!”

“I want to do that, but I can’t do it the way I want!”

“Eww!”

In an instant, the backyard became a mess.

If it’s like that, aren’t you doing it on purpose?

“Sister! Are you doing this on purpose!?”

“No! Seriously, no! Oppa, help me!”

Eventually, a rift developed between the two who had been like good sisters.

Of course, I watched it from a distance because it was fun to just watch.

Doesn’t it look like they’re playing like kids?

And when I looked closely, I could see why Hansongi was acting that way.

“If you pick up a stick, you have to pick one. Just pick one.”

“This is no joke!”

“If it’s really hard, hold on to the stick.”

“How about here?”

“Just move your hands little by little.”

The stick grip method was the problem.

You’re holding the end of that long stick.

It was a very difficult phage to keep the center of gravity. Even with great strength, it could be difficult to keep balance.

So what about Hansong?

But he also said that if you hold it properly, it will be fine. It doesn’t seem like you lack strength.

“Oh, like this?”

“Yeah. You’re good.”

Hansong-i staggered as I said, but desperately moved her hands to grab the top of the stick.

And eventually, balance was struck.

“Phew─.”

Han Song-i and Lee Seon-ah both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

What the heck is that… … !

Bam!

At that moment, as Hansong let out a sigh of relief, the other end of the bamboo stick touched a ripe persimmon.

The persimmon was so ripe that I didn’t even try to pick it, and the stem fell off and the persimmon fell with it.

For a moment, it seemed like the scene was in slow motion.

‘It’s located right above my head.’

Hold this, okay?

That short period of time felt vivid, like looking at each and every one of countless consecutive photographs.

Moment.

As soon as Lee Seon-ah confirmed that the lens of the camera she was holding was on the floor, she moved her body.

He gently reached out his hand toward the falling persimmon.

Of course, if you hold it like this, the persimmon will spread out and spill its contents down like a fountain. So.

‘Cheonmu.’

It gently wrapped around the persimmon and absorbed the force of the fall.

And when the intact persimmon was in my hand, the slow-moving time returned to its original speed.

“Huh? What is it?”

“What is it? It’s a persimmon bomb that fell on my head.”

“Huh!? Really? How did you catch that?”

I looked at the surprised Hansong and snickered.

It seemed as if he hadn’t seen anything.

The same goes for Lee Seon-ah.

“Failed. Try again.”

“no.”

“Shocked?”

“huh.”

“Tch.”

If I were someone who lived off of interest, I would have taken a picture of this right away and posted it on social media, but I had no intention of doing that. So Lee Sun-ah’s request was rejected.

And there was something more important than that.

That’s right, just now… …Aura? No, something similar to that was absorbed.

You might wonder what the big deal is, but it was definitely different from the usual mechanism.

Indirect influence?

Something similar to that, but a bit more direct… … So, it seemed to be the influence of ‘Seon-gi’.

The talents of the couple Jang Won-jun and Joo Soo-young, who came and went not long ago while exerting a positive influence on their surroundings, have come into play.

The energy was absorbed into the body in a similar way to the aura, but a little differently.

And slowly, it became one with the aura.

The good energy I gained from helping Han Song-i and Lee Seon-ah by catching the falling persimmon has transformed into an aura.

Not by making drinks and providing rest, but by exerting a positive influence.

‘Maybe this is the real identity of indirect influence?’

I had a feeling that would be the case.

It’s similar to the aura in that it’s weaker.

It was a similar amount to when the person I healed spread the influence around them.

It turned out like this.

Fate is truly unpredictable.

“What are you doing, oppa?”

“Huh? Oh, okay. Hurry up and open one. We should probably go to the cafe now.”

“ah.”

Hansong’s words made me regain my senses, which had been briefly sold to ‘Seon-gi’.

I gave Hansong another chance, and this time I picked the Hongsi properly, and then I quickly picked the rest.

As a souvenir, Hansongi decided to keep the first persimmon she picked for herself.

I don’t know what you’re going to do with it though.

Anyway, aside from that brief moment of dizzying excitement, I had a fun time picking persimmons and dried persimmons and returning to the cafe.

The harvest was plentiful.

‘It’s a good harvest for the first time as well.’

For now, I left the topic of persimmons aside and picked up some delicious persimmons.

Now… …I decided to make the things I had been thinking about earlier.

First of all, since I’ve been working out, I’d like something sweet to drink.

I decided to try making a persimmon latte.

“Oh, before that first.”

I went out to the backyard of the cafe.

And then he called Tori, who was working hard to tend the garden.

“Saturday Temple. You’re working hard, so try this.”

Beep!?

As soon as he saw Hongshi, Tori quickly ran over.

I split a persimmon and gave it to the guy. Then he put his nose in it and started eating the persimmon.

Beep~ Beep~

It’s so delicious I’m humming.

What kind of rabbit is that… … .

Moreover, I felt proud for no reason just seeing him eating persimmons with white fur and lotus root.

‘The storage of the persimmon will pass without any problems.’

Now that I’ve bribed the Toh Temple, I’m back inside to make some real drinks.

I put the persimmons that I wasn’t going to use right away in the freezer.

This can be used separately.

And I put the persimmons aside… … and just separated the skins of the remaining persimmons.

The flesh of the bright orange persimmon was so clear that it was almost transparent.

It was just like a jewel.

I had a strong urge to scoop it up with a spoon, but for now, I gave in to the blender.