A Monster Hunter Born of Capitalism

The food ordered by Hwang Kyuik came out surprisingly quickly. Choran and Nam Goong Church thought it would take a long time because there were so many people in the guest glasses, but the people who were already used to doing this quickly produced food.

“Mr. Hwang. What did you make me do? ”

“The South Palace narrator brought up steamed fish and asked for steamed fish one by one, and the ground beef and beef side by side. ”

“What is red cabbage? Can you explain that? ”

“You can think of it simply as braised pork. It's made by stuffing pork and eggs in the marinade of a soy sauce base and sleeping on its own. You can think of it as the Eastern Wave. ”

“Oh, Eastern Wave? ”

It was an unfamiliar name, but I knew about the Eastern wave. It was one of the foods I used to eat at home.

“Come on, then, let's grab it before it gets cold. because if the food gets cold, it tastes like shit. ”

The Choran party begins to eat. The brown, which had taken out the proper food on the plate in front of him, first put his hand on the red pork.

‘I think it's a little darker than Eastern Wave. What would it taste like? ’

The brown, full of expectations, put the pork belly in his mouth.

Mmm! Yummy! ’

The cooked pork melted horribly gently into my mouth. And the aftertaste of sweet and salty soy sauce. It was the perfect food for the taste of brown rice.

“Choran sausage seems to like the pork belly. ”

“Yes, it's delicious. How does the South Palace Minor taste? ”

“I think we're good. I also like that the meat is chewed gently, not chewed. ”

The Southern Governorate must have been okay with it. He also ate delicious food. However, the expression of Hwang Gyu-ik, who ordered the red pickled pork, was not good.

“You don't like it?”

“Mr. Hwang, isn't it right for you? ”

Choran and the Nam-gu office asked Hwang Kyuik at the same time.

“No, it doesn't taste bad or anything. It just reminds me of another food when I eat this food. ”

“Other food? Does it taste like this? ”

“Not about the same, but about the same. It tastes like shit, bitch. ”

“What kind of food? Is this Earth's food?”

“You know Deriyaki, right? Japanese marinade. The soy sauce used here tastes a lot like Derriyaki. ”

Huang Kyuik evaluates the taste with a serious expression.

However, the chaos did not agree with Hwang Kyu-ik's opinion. It was because it tasted a little different to say it looked like Deriyaki. The combination of sweet and salty flavors was common, but the taste was completely different.

“Haha, Mr. Choran doesn't seem to be very distinguished from his face. Mr. Choran, if you'll excuse me, what's your nationality? ”

“Me? I'm Hong Kong. ”

“Oh, Hong Kong. Although Hong Kong may have been influenced by the West and changed its food culture a bit, it may not know choran because it has roots in China. ”

“Yes? What do you mean? ”

“Unlike Japan, Korea and China enjoy a stimulating taste. If you look at the Koreans, Kimchi is also made by sticking chili pepper powder, and China is putting everything in its hands, or putting it in its soy sauce. It's always spicy and salty and all you eat is food, so your tongue can't function properly. ”

“Oh, yes……. ”

‘Why is that guy annoying me like that? ’

Choran sounded as if Hwang Gyu-ik's words were saying that his taste was wrong.

I was getting worse.

“But compared to the Japanese original Derriyaki marinade, it's far less than that. There's a difference in technology, because the dimensions themselves are different, and above all, Japan is craftsmanship. ”

“Well, I see. ”

Huanggyuiik's sudden praises of Japan shocked him.

Why did Japanese craftsmanship suddenly appear? Since Hwang Kyu-ik said it was a tasty columnist, he wanted to eat while listening to the informative food related stories, but it was just a useless strange story. The chaos just wanted to concentrate on rice.

It was the Southern Governor's Office that stopped Huanggyuiik, who kept rambling on about what he didn't know.

“Daehyup Hwang, I think you haven't eaten since you told us a funny story. I think we should eat and talk. ”

“Phew, this is a professional soldier... I feel sorry for the Confucius. ”

“No. Eat before the noodles blow. ”

I knew it! The South Palace! ’

The turmoil brings joy to my mind. He won't say anything when he's eating. I was finally able to rest my tired ears.

‘Then, let me try some cotton. ’

Hwang Kyu-ik has shut up. Now I can finally eat properly. While listening to Hwang Kyu-ik, the right side of the fennel was almost ready to blow. I had to eat it now.

Phew.

After a while, steam was still rising from the soup. How did this warm soup get made over time? Was he using internal air? The green swallowed cotton with a few questions that came to mind.

Whoo-hoo!

The noodles were just before the cotton was blown away, so I couldn't feel the feeling of being completely plump, but it was still delicious noodles. I wish I'd eaten sooner. I felt slightly regretful. I could have eaten the best noodles without the strange explanation of Hwang Kyuik.

‘But I can't pay for it by myself if someone explains it hard... Phew. ’

Now that I've had some cotton, it's time to drink the soup. Choran grabs the bowl with both hands to drink the soup. I didn't mind drinking with a spoon, but when I drank soup, I always ate with my hands like this.

It was easier and better to drink like this than to spread soup with a spoon. Thanks to it, I sometimes had spilled soup and discarded my clothes, but it didn't matter. If you don't want to wash your clothes, you can buy a new one.

I took my mouth to drink the brown bowl. However, at that time, Yoo Ik pulled out his tongue, looking at the turmoil.

“Oh, Mr. Choran, you have a very bad habit. ”

“Yes? Bad habits? ”

The green hand that was about to take the soup stopped.

Is there a strange habit he doesn't even know about? I was worried about Hwang Kyu-ik's serious expression.

“You eat soup, Choran? ”

“Yes? Why is that? Is it weird to eat soup? ”

“It's not weird, but the soup has a lot of sodium. Drinking soup is like drinking a lot of sodium in this soup. Take a look at the color of this beef jerky soup. It's very reddish, isn't it? It's got lots of oil floating on it. I tasted soup a while ago, and it was very irritating. What's so irritating about soup? That means there's a lot of sodium. ”

“…… sodium? ”

Sodium.

I don't know if I'm worried about one meal.

It's unmanned, so a normal person's stomach is strong.

“Usually when Koreans have noodles, they eat all the soup. China is similar. Choran is also Hong Kong, so he always drinks tea after a meal, right? ”

“Yes. It's basic to take the car out after a meal at any restaurant. ”

It is a fundamental act to get tea out of China after a meal. I drink tea before and after meals.

“The reason we get tea is because Chinese food is so greasy and irritating that after a meal we drink it to soothe our stomach and wash away the intestinal oil. But it doesn't really matter if you drink tea. Even if you wash your stomach, the irritating ingredients in the oil and soup are absorbed into your body. ”

“…… Yes. ”

No, so what do you want me to do? You mean don't eat soup?

By the way, why is he meddling like that when he's eating other people's food?

The turmoil is angry now. Had it not been for the Nam-goong Bureau, he would have been angry right away. However, I didn't want to show him the ugliness in front of the Southern Church. I liked him and didn't want him to see me angry when I met him today.

“Japanese people don't drink soup very well. It's cotton centered. So you have no reason to drink tea, you have very little sodium intake, which makes you the healthiest of three countries in the country. Mr. Choran, you see that guy over there? ”

Hwang Kyu-yik pointed his finger at the opposite table.

Uh, is that the food fighters? ’

What Hwang Kyuik pointed to earlier was the group who thought the turmoil seemed to see a food fighter.

‘There's more dishes on the boat. ’

The plate on the floor grew larger than I had seen when I first entered the guest's glass.

Is that because you ate so much? No, I don't think that weird guy's gonna go through with it. ’

Choran thought there might be a reason why Hwang Kyuik pointed at those food fighters.

“Look at that guy over there. I've been drinking soup since before. Apparently, they're not just doing one bowl of that, but they're still drinking all the soup they've ordered. It's completely sodium addiction. It's addiction. If you get addicted to sodium like that, your tongue gets hurt, your health gets really bad. It's very, very obese. ”

Hwang Kyuik's words did not end there.

“And when I see him eating, I don't think he really learned anything dirty. You're ripping the ribs out with your bare hands, aren't you? I don't understand why I have chopsticks and eat them with my dirty hands. ”

Why is he meddling with that man who is eating well?

If he hears this, how bad would it feel?

I'm glad he didn't hear...

"Huh? This is bad! ’

The man who was pointing at Hwang Kyuik stood up. And he was walking this way. With a frown on his face.

* * *

Daglac!

Tsk, tsk!

“Co-op, Co-op. ”

“Eww? Eww? ”

“Please swallow everything you put in that mouth and tell me. I don't understand what you're saying. ”

Gulp!

“Oh, you're such a pain in the ass for eating. What's going on?”

“Do you see over there? sitting with a young, unmanned couple and a middle-aged man. ”

Yooseong turned his head in the direction that the light pointed to his finger.

A pair of men and women were continuing to hear something from a middle-aged man.

“They sacrifice in front of food. What's he doing here without eating? Yul! Yul! That's my dad's! ”

“Titania said she was the first to eat! ”

“Khhh... Hey, don't mind anyone else. Just take your bowl." Yul took it. ”

“Huh? Really? Lady, that's mine... ”

Yul took his bowl, and Choi Hyuk sighed and put down his chopsticks.

It was fine because I had already eaten enough, although it was a bit too bad.

“Then why do you keep looking over there? Are you interested in that girl over there? Arthur is not the kind of house a bandit like you would want to rob.

“No, the Great Cove. I mean, what do they keep telling us? ”

“You heard wrong, right? Why is someone who's never seen us before talking to us? ”

“Take a listen. ”

Yooseong listened to the story of the opposite table. And his face began to turn red and blue in real time.