There was a breeze.
The cold winds sweep through the area. The clouds in the sky are coming and going. Maybe it'll snow today.
I come to see the market and people's expressions are surprising. I started getting fancy decorations on the trees here and there.
Oh, I see.
Chulho watched the scene quietly.
It's Christmas Eve.
* * *
Chulho lays the bloody ribs on the cutting board. A rib from a king pin whose flesh is so thick that it sticks together. Cheolho pressed the rib flesh with his chopsticks.
But it looks very luxurious for chopsticks. First of all, black and manly chopsticks were engraved with an ancient engraving. It is also reasonably heavy, but the rats are delicious, and somehow I feel exhausted.
Is that it? Shine was also great. It was more like a work of art than chopsticks.
“....... ”
Chulho smiled as he looked down at his chopsticks.
I didn't know Adamantium was used to make cutlery.
Pata really worked the adamantium, making about ten sets of chopsticks and spoons. Steel tiger gave me tons of that precious Adamantium Ore, but Pata, who made utensils out of it, was also a dragon.
Chulho kept smiling and touched the meat.
Dragons aren't like dragons.
When I saw Pata, it was always a thought. Dragons were originally my tastiest, but Pata was not. He was just a dragon who enjoyed living with someone.
In the continent of Espan, it was often described as the playtime of dragons. Dragons live for a long time, so there are many different ways to enjoy life.
For example, if a legendary chef, legendary wizard, or other very famous myths remained, it was the most reasonable assumption of a dragon.
Thanks to Cheolho, there was once a theory that maybe it was a dragon on the continent of Espan.
Anyway, Pata's playfulness was to live together. Chulho put his chopsticks back in the barrel and turned his head to the marinade.
I saw a marinade made of soy sauce and sprinkling water, salt, pepper, and sugar. I put a freshly ground pear and apple seed in it. And it stirs well.
You should boil the ribs with a little less blood. In short, it's called boiling bees. Slice carrots and radishes large while boiling.
After boiling bees, pick them up and add the seasoning to the other pot to start boiling.
Keeping an eye on your points. Removes oil that rises while keeping an eye on it.
When the seasoning sleeps, it pours a little more, and when it overflows, it keeps sleeping tightly.
Sweet but tasty steamed ribs were completed.
When I'm not naturally tasty, I sometimes want to eat steamed ribs sticking to my mouth, even though it's sweet. If you bite the chunky, moist flesh out of your mouth, the fat, the salty seasoning, and the lean meat will become a trinity, and your mouth will be pleasant.
Why steamed ribs?
No reason. It's just, tonight I wanted to make it. A very cold, snowy night. Somehow I want to eat steamed ribs on that day.
Drum-
Chulho closed the lid of the pot of ribs and opened the door of Bob's house. The sky is light black. There were no stars or moons in the sky. Instead, it was pouring snow.
It's cold.
“Ugh. Cold. ”
A guest was coming from the other side. Cheolho stared at the guest. Maghangsa.
“Welcome, it's been a long time. ”
“Oh, Ms. Grant. It's been a long time. ”
Magchang entered Burinake's restaurant.
The Ear Beast also walked. The Beast nods.
The black tiger follows you around the Beast, crouching at the entrance of the alleyway.
* * *
“By the way, are you doing business again today? ”
Mahchang asked, stealing his nose. Cheolho frowns, his head tilting.
“Right? What day is it? ”
“It's Christmas Eve. ”
“Ah.”
Dining is 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, unless there's an event.
“That's weird, right? ”
Magansa quickly poured a glass of the Plum from Chulho and muttered, "Khh -."
“Let's forget about the holidays, and treat Christmas as another special occasion. Why? Because it's just Western literature? ”
“I don't know.”
Chulho shrugged his shoulders and headed for the kitchen.
“Today's menu is steamed ribs. ”
Give out a plate full of steamed ribs. The ribs with a lot of meat attached to them went over ten points.
“Wow!"
Magchang cheered.
Chulho smiled and gave it to me full of white rice and cabbage kimchi. Magchang poured a drink with the quiet Beast.
The Beast drank a glass of Plum and took a single rib and put it in his mouth. Chewing quietly, he smiled lightly. And the last thing I said was,
“Delicious.”
“Yes, it is. ”
Magchang nods.
“Oh, that's why we haven't eaten anything today. because, you know, when it snows, only tired things happen. ”
The paladin chews the amulet with a lump of steamed ribs in his mouth. Steamed ribs, like soft cotton candy, are chopped off as soon as shredded teeth go. If I chew quietly, I can taste the sweetness that blends with fat and meat.
I put lots of white rice in my mouth. After putting the foie gras in, I will continue chewing with a few pieces of kimchi. The seasoning soup is also lightly poured, and if you drink it, it will warm your insides.
Then, if you give me a cold glass of Plum to drink, I don't envy anything in this world.
“Mwah.”
It is rare for customers to eat as well as tasty as Magchang. Chulho was grateful for what he did.
“Come to think of it, eating this now-”
Magchang said he was happy.
“It's like I've been given a gift. Well, I've been thinking. ”
What was he thinking about?
“Perhaps, remembering Christmas is due to vague expectations? that something special was going to happen. ”
Chulho glances at him and smiles quietly.
“Maybe so. ”
.
“Hmm? Oh, equatorial? You mean it?"
“Yes.”
Kasim nods, thinking calmly.
“There will be. You've enjoyed that painting quite a bit, haven't you? ”
The equator painting helped a man in the eastern continent.
At that time, Chulho was passing through Juicin in the eastern continent, and there was a thief who made Juicin commotive.
The thief was the one who robbed the rich people's storehouses, distributed them to the villains, punished the duck and practiced good will. Anyway, there is such a thief. We can't leave him alone in the state.
Soon, he was overwhelmed.
At that time, Chulho, who was passing by accidentally, was able to save him. It's because the Dexter kid has shown his tendency to be good.
The thief's name is Jeolluchi. Turns out he was a shaman who learned to use magic tricks. He painted a picture for Chulho.
It was a picture of a bunch of little guys, said they were bandits.
- These are the Trouble Fairies, the ones I beat up before.
- Is that so?
They can only escape the painting ten times after they've done good deeds, but they've never tried it before. I'll give it to you.
Anyway, the interesting thing is that I've never used Cheolho a few times.
Look at the equator.
In the painting of a mountain painted with watercolors, there were over a hundred red dots on it. If you look closely at the red dot, it was moving gradually. What if I listen a little closer?
- Boys, the master is calling us!
-Really?
You hear a voice. He grins and taps the back of the painting.
And the red dots on the painting got bigger and bigger, and they went all the way out into the world! It popped out.
It's the outside world!]
[Long time no see!]
Mountain Nymphs are a different species from spirits.
In other words, they're like Goblins.
Power is a weak and playful frogman.
Everything that slips on the mountain, breaks the tree that you were holding, or twists your ankle is because of the Mountain Nymph's prank.
After all, the mountain fairies were each the shape of small children the size of their forearms.
[Master!]
[Master, this is our fifth advance!]
[Guys, shut up! The master speaks!]
The children murmur. Cheolho smiled.
They look different, but they certainly look like children the size of tangerines. Most of these guys have low mental age.
Now they are the stubborn ones who have to listen to Chulho.
“Starting tonight, you're going to make this city very beautiful. Do you understand?”
And how many advances will that give you, my lord?]
I smiled at one of the Mountain Nymphs who asked me so boldly.
“I'll give you two. ”
[Two!]
Are you out of your mind, sir?]
[Three more times, then?]
The voices of those chattering little ones are the voices of a whispering little boy. Hundreds of them said one word at a time, and it was so noisy.
“But if you play rough, play around, play games, then you won't hit a single one of them. Do you understand?”
[Got it!]
[Guys, let's go!]
At dawn.
In the late dawn sky, only precipitating snow pours down. Fortunately, the snowballs didn't fall this time, so the view will be worth seeing tomorrow morning.
A hundred red dots flew into the black-grey sky with white eyes embroidered.
The next day.
Cheolho looks at the equator on the wall of the room.
Suddenly, the painting was filled with red dots. Listen to the chattering voice.
- Master's awake!
- Master, I worked hard! Beautiful!
- Make that two, sir!
Cheolho couldn't help but smile. Then I nodded.
“Yes, I'll give you two. ”
Thank you!
- Exciting!
At the top of the equator, a number begins to write.
[ <UNK>]
In just three more good deeds, the mountain fairies will be free bodies.
I opened the door of the restaurant and looked at the street.
I could see whether the whole world was covered in colorful red and yellow Christmas decorations. I saw pieces of snow here and there.
There is a big carved carving of reindeer and a bearded grandfather.
On that side stood a large snowman boasting a carrot nose, and on that side was a castle made of snow. The whole world was like a fairy tale world.
“Waaaah!”
The kids are excited. People's reactions were quite favorable. Newspapers were taking pictures here and there, and the adults seemed to be having fun too.
Cheolho walked between them.
This is Cheolho's Christmas present.
The End
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