I Quit My Job and Run a Café - Chapter 261



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Quitting the company and opening a cafe Episode 261

It was made from a sticky paste that was applied to the outside of the medicine.

Rice syrup, molasses, water, and ginger.

‘Here is some pomegranate juice… … .’

I never knew this was needed like this.

I added the pomegranate honey syrup I brought and boiled it.

The chewy texture was the point, so the ratio of corn syrup was important.

First, boil it over high heat, then reduce the heat to medium-low and boil for about 10 minutes, stirring with a spatula.

After boiling the kimchi, let it cool down to make it even chewier.

Next is the dough.

I had to make the dough while the house was still lukewarm.

First, put the sugar in a bowl and mix it with water. It’s best to dissolve it as much as possible.

Because if it is chewed or not melted enough later, the particles may become uneven and the dough may break easily.

Baking is like that. If you do anything roughly, the results will be ambiguous.

If it’s baking, it’s baking.

Once the sugar was completely dissolved, add cooking oil and mix again.

This is the same. I had to mix it until it was well emulsified.

“Oh my. You’re really good at it. Your skills are amazing.”

Since I’m doing it while slightly spreading out the knot of the Thousand Dance, it’ll probably just look like I’ve gotten better a little faster in my grandmother’s eyes.

Still, he kept exclaiming in wonder that it was so amazing.

“If you need anything, just let me know. My presence here would only be a nuisance.”

Then he went outside. I didn’t stop him because he was not in the way, but he could still freely display his martial arts skills.

I don’t know if you knew that or not.

I quickly checked and immediately unleashed the Ten Thousand Swordsmanship properly.

It quickly became an emulsion and I added some pomegranate honey syrup to it.

This also seemed to be a unique point of this recipe.

Then add flour and finally cinnamon powder.

‘Huh? When did you turn this into powder and leave it?’

I was going to grind the cinnamon into powder, but it was already finely ground.

It seemed like he didn’t just watch from the side, but also did this.

It was ground so finely that I didn’t have to do anything else.

Put it in a bowl and knead it.

There was no need to beat it vigorously. Just mix the dough well.

Just like a scone.

Of course, it would be better to make it a bit more particle-free. Anyway, now that we’ve made it like that, it’s time to shape it.

‘If it was a cafe, you could just stamp it on a frame… … Ah. There’s this.’

There was a frame carved in the shape of a commonly known medicine.

It looks like my grandmother bought all of these too.

I shaped it while pouring oil into a pan and heating it up.

Evil~ Evil~

Because the dough breaks easily, it needs to be handled with care.

‘You made a really useful snack.’

Usually, when you buy medicine, they don’t make it like this because it’s a lot of work.

Bread and cookies are all like that. Bakeries and pastries all have that tendency.

Well, if you think about it, food is like that too.

No, that’s the case with most things you buy. If you do it yourself, it takes a lot of work and there’s a high chance of failure.

In that case, why don’t you buy it?

This sound just came out naturally as I was making it.

Even when you put the dough in and shape it, it won’t come out right if you don’t press it down properly, one by one.

‘You were loved that much, but you were also hurt?’

Anyone who eats this will probably know.

The amount of sincerity that went into this may have been why the sense of loss was even greater.

“Eek.”

While I was absentmindedly thinking about something else, the oil temperature rose a bit.

In this case, don’t panic. Just add more oil to lower the temperature.

The ideal oil temperature is 130 to 140 degrees.

It doesn’t have to be too hot. It’s not like you’re frying it and it’s making a sizzling sound like it’s being fried.

As quiet as if placed in water.

Looking at it that way, all the processes of medicine seemed similar.

Gently.

While maintaining the oil temperature at this level, I cooked the dough until it floated to the top of the oil.

And when it came to the surface, I flipped it over and evenly distributed the colors.

This also had to be handled gently, because the dough from the medicine was very weak.

‘It’s exactly like that person’s condition.’

Weakened state. A state that breaks easily when touched.

I need to help that situation out a little.

Once the dough that resembled autumn leaves was made, it was taken out as is.

Now, just drain some of the oil and soak it in the previously prepared paste so that it soaks into the inside of the medicine.

If you put it in while the rice cake and yakwa are still warm, the coating will be good and it will penetrate well inside.

Luckily, the temperature was just right.

Sticky.

The house cleaner seeped into the fragile medicine and made it not break easily. In fact, the medicine, which was thought to be fragile, became stickier and stronger after meeting the house cleaner.

Crispy on the outside, soft on the inside.

The medicine that Lee Gyu-seung’s mother made was of this style. And it was also very suitable for Lee Gyu-seung.

[Medicine filled with mother’s love]

*effect

─The Roots of Weak Courage

The courage to step out.

It was a medicine that contained that courage.

Of course, it was a little disappointing.

Weak courage… … But I have high hopes that the courage will grow as time goes by… … .

at that time!

Shararang~

A faint aura of wind blowing into the kitchen.

The soft moonlight blew on the wind and illuminated the yakgwa.

and.

Sharang~

The effects of the medicine that the moonlight had lingered on began to change.

[Medicine filled with mother’s love]

*effect

─The Root of Courage

─Blessing of Growth

The effect changed like that.

‘It got better.’

Even intuitively, it was clear that the effect had been strengthened, as the word ‘weak’ had been removed and the blessing of growth had been added.

This might work for Lee Kyu-seung.

Of course, these effects will only be meaningful if you have the will to come out.

But for now, I thought I would have to be content with just giving her a little more strength to push her back if she ever felt like coming out.

Still, where is this?

“Except for the taste.”

I put some on a separate plate to give to Lee Gyu-seung.

We made enough so that we could eat some and Lee Gyu-seung could eat more if he wanted to.

“Grandma, I made all this. What should I do with it?”

“Huh? Already? Your hands are fast too~”

“I tried something similar at a cafe. I got the hang of it quickly.”

“You’re really talented. I’ll give this to Gyu-seung. Thank you~”

“Yes. I hope you enjoyed it.”

“It’s exactly the same as what Sojeong did. Ugh.”

The grandmother was surprised to learn that it had already been made.

When he saw the medicine I made, he sighed and made a subtle expression.

It seemed like he was thinking of Lee Gyu-seung’s mother who had passed away before him.

If Grandma is like that, I wonder if she will think of Lee Gyu-seung too. Then it might be a success.

“He was more like our son than our own… … Even the heavens are heartless.”

“Does your son not have any separate contact with Mr. Lee Gyu-seung?”

“He doesn’t do well with us, so I don’t know if he’ll do well with Gyu-seung.”

But he’s my son, how can that be?

Even though you got divorced… … Well, I can understand to some extent since you remarried and have a new family, but no, I don’t understand.

It’s been a long time since I’ve gotten angry over something that’s none of my business.

“You haven’t come to see me since Gyu-seung became like that? But he’s still your dad.”

“… … I have nothing to say.”

“ah.”

I didn’t plan on saying anything to my grandmother.

But anyway, she was still a child to her grandmother. There was no need to argue with her in front of her… … .

“I think we can eat this and give this to our grandson. Oh! This is pomegranate honey liqueur.”

“Thank you. I’ll bring it right away… … Huh? Gyuseung?”

I quickly changed the subject and handed over the set plate.

But the grandmother, who was about to go to her room with it, stopped as if surprised by something.

I looked to see why. The door was open and I could see a man with his head slightly peeking through the gap.

Bushy hair, pale skin.

The wrist was sticking out, showing only bones, suggesting a state of being in a dark room for some unknown period of time.

And at the end of it… … .

Why~!

There was a rang.

As expected, it seems like it went inside there.

And then he came out confidently, completely fine, and rubbed his legs against mine.

Hurry up!

There was a sound of busy movement through the open door.

It was the sound he made as he hurriedly went inside after our eyes met.

Because I went in so quickly, the door wasn’t closed, so I was able to peek inside through the gap.

The only thing giving off light in the dark room was the screen.

And then a familiar face appeared on the screen.

‘Is that the video taken by Seon-ah?’

It was a video of everyday life that happened in our village. And Rangi was in that video too.

Click!

The door was closed so I couldn’t see much beyond that, but I definitely saw that.

Why~?

“Huh? No.”

As I continued to look through the closed door, Rangi rubbed his head against my leg, asking for my attention.

First, I turned my attention and looked at Rangi.

As expected, nothing happened.

“Oh my. There was a cold one there?”

“Yes. I guess he came in when the door was open.”

“Is Go-neng okay?”

“Yes. Rather, I think I went in and was treated with a lot of beauty.”

“Huh?”

It’s not that it wasn’t, but Langyi’s forehead was very flat.

How much caressing must it have taken for it to become like this?

As you’ll see, stroking a cat’s head feels incredibly good.

But the cat didn’t look at it for long. If you touch it even a little, it usually bites it because it doesn’t like it.

So I never patted Rangi’s head until it became like this… … .

‘Do you like that person?’

Why~

When I asked using my talent for communication, Rangi cried as if he was right.

Is this a good sign?

This applies not only to Rangi but also to Mr. Lee Gyu-seung.

Of course, I couldn’t leave Rangi here right now.

Because the owner of Langi is not me, but Suah.

Jing~jing~

“huh?”

As I was thinking about it, I got a text from Su-ah.

These are photos of the place I stayed in Seoul today and photos of places I went to play.

You played hard.

I decided to come back later and for now, I watched the grandmother bring some medicine and drinks to Mr. Lee Gyu-seung.

And then we went back out into the yard with something to eat.

“This was made by a customer here. Try one.”

Grandma handed one to Grandpa first.

I also told Hansongi to try it.

“Mmm~ It’s delicious! Oppa, this is really delicious. It seems to have a subtle fragrance, and I think it’s really good. But what is it? It’s two different fragrances, but I can’t tell because they’re mixed together.”

“It smells a bit like pomegranate and cinnamon. The two are mixed together, so it’s better than you think, right?”

“Yes! Totally. If I told you that this was a real royal tea, you would believe me. It has a really luxurious feel, I guess? But it’s not like it’s burdensome, but rather friendly?”

As someone who made a decision based on Hansong’s words, I was very pleased.

The grandparents next to me are also tasting it… … .

“This is.”

“It’s the same. It’s exactly the same as what I did with So-jeong.”

After each taking a bite, both of them seemed lost in thought and remained silent.

Hansong-i and I took a quick look at the atmosphere and shared a glance. Then we quietly looked at the night sky lit only by moonlight.

It seemed like I was really absent-minded today. But that wasn’t a bad feeling.

“Thank you. I appreciate it.”

If during the day I said I was thankful for the temple land and nature, this time it was my grandfather and grandmother who expressed their gratitude with wet voices.

I didn’t say anything and just took a bite of the medicine.

Perhaps this was a special snack not only for Lee Gyu-seung, but also for the two of them.

“What? Thank you for teaching me a good recipe.”

When the emotions that were welling up started to become embarrassing, I deliberately changed the mood by speaking coquettishly.

And just then, an aura flowed out from the inner room as well.

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