Have a Meal Before You Go

Shoot me.

Gear Nose Rain Eugene looked up at the blackened sky.

The rainy days become toxic sentimental. If it's raining, it's not just because my knee hurts. On a rainy day, it's not just because I have to leave many people behind.

In the past, he was an ordinary man.

As many people did, he also lost his family in a turbulent world. Seoul on the rainy day was a living hell.

After that time, Eugene looked down at the city with recalling eyes for some reason.

He loved the city.

I will devote everything to keeping this and rebuilding it. I haven't given it all yet.

Perhaps, after you've given up everything you have left...

“I want to live on a farm. ”

Heaven, who was the head of the Temple Mercenaries, lives and farms back home.

Eugene's hometown was an endless expanse of yellow ripe rice paddy fields in the fall. I used to wrap my neck around streams of running water and catch crawfish or trout.

I remember sharing watermelon with my brother after frosting, and saying that I would become a watermelon when I grew up later. I baked sweet potatoes and ate them, and if I caught a snake running in the back mountains, I also secretly brought it to my grandfather downstairs.

Jeongseok's grandfather soaked a lot of snake liquor, but one rainy day, he remembered he was drunk while stealing a bottle and sharing it with his brother.

He left for heaven first.

Woodpeck! Woodpeck!

You scream from your body. But I felt refreshed. I have a good night's sleep as well as my mother's, and I feel good eating it. Look at the clock.

1: 15 a.m.

Rain today is the rain. I wanted to be hit by that rain that quietly wets the world.

“Oh, Grandpa. ”

At the entrance of the association, Mahchang looked up at the sky, smiling at Eugene.

“What's going on? ”

“It's raining. ”

On rainy days, kelpy can always be born. Thanks to you, the Awakeners were rather busy, although it was late at night.

“Well done. ”

“It's always hard. Buy me a drink. ”

“Yes. Let's have a drink after the rain. ”

The paladin smiled and asked.

“Where are you going?

“I'm going for a walk. ”

“An old man likes to walk, doesn't he? ”

“You know it when you get old, kid. ”

Eugene laughed. And I opened my umbrella. Slowly, you hear the rain falling over the umbrella and begin to curl up.

.

Khan, Echo, Cheolho on the dining room table. The tripod sits with a calm face.

Khan asked me seriously.

“Cheolho, now? ”

Chulho shakes his head with his eyes closed.

“Not yet.”

The Khan nods with a solemn face.

“....... ”

The world was quiet as the two talkative xenophiles kept their mouths shut. The only sound I hear is a hiss.

A tangerine sitting on Cheolho's lap was holding a candy today. Tangerine did not pee on the duvet for a week, and Chulho gave her a huge lollipop as a prize today.

The candy was very large in the shape of a vortex, but Tangerine was busy licking it.

“I want to buy a candy bar because the curry is big. ”

Tangerine suddenly said. Chulho smiled and handed the tangerine hair over behind his ear.

“Would you?”

“Ugh, I want rice instead of candy mugs. ”

There was a lot of sticky stuff in the mouth of the tangerine. Chulho wiped the mouth of the tangerine with a towel and hugged the baby tightly.

I held him for a long time, then I got up from my seat.

“It's time for our tangerines to go to sleep. ”

“He's not sleepy? ”

“Tangerine is sleepy. ”

“Oh, no? ”

Unlike what I said, I could see that I was sleepy with a little tightening in my eyes.

“What's he talking about? ”

“You can eat that again tomorrow. ”

Chul-ho took a candy from Tangerine's hand and put it on the side of the refrigerator. And I patted my ass.

“Go brush your teeth. ”

“Ugh.”

When Tangerine went to the bathroom, Khan smilingly asked.

“Now?”

Cheolho looked at the clock. We should be done by now.

“Yes."

* * *

Room turned on.

Steel, which came out with a pot covered in cloth, carefully opened the pot lid. At the same time, it smells hot and sour. Hook! I came up.

“Wow!"

Khan drools. Cheolho also swallowed a click.

This is stuffy.

The makgeolli that I had immersed a little while ago this week is now cooked and ready to eat.

First, you have to make a shitty rice. You can make makgeolli by putting the rice with yeast and fermenting it with water. I've known it all these years, but this is the first time I've made it.

Chulho sniffed a sniff of sniff and looked inside the pot. There is clear water at the top and rice and yeast debris deposited at the bottom.

The clear water above becomes a liquor called Chengju. Chulho picked it up with a ladle and gave it to Khan. Khan quickly drank.

“Wow, what is this? ”

“Is it good?”

“Huh."

I give Echo another glass of flavor. Finally, I took a sip of myself. The taste of Cheongju sticking to my mouth was twisted.

Here you go.

Now let's mix it with precipitate.

Inside the pot, it quickly appeared dull. Now you have to sieve this.

Cheolho was sieved and divided into ten large bottles of patches.

This is the stock solution. I usually pour as much or more of the water into this area, but I can drink it this way.

It's finally raining.

On a rainy day, it is also a wave.

Pour water into the crumbs.

Then, add the finely chopped meat, slice the saffron into large pieces and add the chives as well. Salt is good to put in the dough in advance.

On a simple but rainy day, nothing is better than a drink of paparazzi and rice wine.

Heat the frying pan very hot and pour plenty of oil on top.

It's usually good to put a lot of oil on the waves like this. Makes the edges look a little fried because it tastes salty and textured.

Cheolho put a large amount of pavement dough on it.

Character Chaga Gaga Gaga!

The waved dough begins to ripen with a loud rumbling sound. With the sound of rain coming out the window, the joyful doublet also began.

If you find that the back is ripe, hold the pan handle and roll the dough upside down at once.

Once the other side is cooked, that's it.

After placing it in a large dish, I sliced the soy sauce into pieces, then shivered the sesame oil slightly and headed back to the table.

Two of the waiting anglers rushed in like starving for days.

Cheolho slowly smiled.

Pour the makgeolli stock solution into a glass. I made a toast, and I took a sip.

A tasty makgeolli stock solution that sticks to your mouth. The hot thing is still alive. I went for a drink on my neck.

“Is it good?”

“Delicious.”

“It's really good. ”

They replied. Cheolho nods.

“Eat a lot. ”

Is this what it would feel like to be a parent? I felt that Cheolho was always cozy.

I quickly emptied out two canisters of stock solution while I was picking up my residence. Two o'clock in the morning.

It's time to go to bed.

Send them back to their rooms first, clean up the mess. I like the silence of the yomam. When I tidied up the mess, I felt like I was getting my head in order.

Drum-

Of course, it's not a bad thing for guests to come.

“Welcome. ”

And I smiled.

“There you are again. ”

“Oh, yeah. It reminds me of your late arrival. Would you excuse me? ”

He was Eugene.

“You're always welcome. ”

Eugene sat at the table. And I smelled a sniff of sniff.

“Something smells good. ”

“It rained, I waved a little bit. Do you like Makgeolli Pajeon? ”

Soon I smiled at his face.

“That's good. I ate a lot in the old days. ”

“Just a moment, then. ”

* * *

Cheolho quickly left with a thick wave and a bottle of rice wine.

“It's the stock solution. I put some rice wine in it. I'll mix it with water. ”

“The stock solution?”

Eugene opened his eyes wide.

“If you want, I'll give it to you. It still tasted good. ”

“I've never seen a diner with it in it before. ”

For Eugene, this restaurant was quite unique. When I came to this rice house, I felt like I was sitting in an old fairy tale.

“Just give it to me. That looks delicious.”

Eugene swallowed the makgeolli stock solution, then took a long tear and put it in one mouth. I originally thought that waves were expensive, but not much to eat.

Ta-da, ta-da, ta-da.

I'm tired of the sound of rain falling down the ground. While thinking about it quietly, I drank it all. Chulho, who was watching the newspaper, gave me another glass without saying anything.

Suddenly, Eugene asked Chulho.

“Ms. Grant.......”

Chulho raises his head, covering the newspaper.

“Yes.”

“Where are you from? ”

Eugene smiled as he laughed. Cheolho is probably in his twenties. Perhaps, he was born in this city.

Cheolho smiled and replied.

“You lived in a city when you could tell things apart. ”

“You look young. You're amazing. ”

“You're welcome.”

“By the way, if you soaked it yourself, could you give me some of that? ”

“What do you mean?”

“You know, the alcoholic fork. ”

Liquor flakes are the leftover debris after squeezing the liquor. In the case of makgeolli, it is made with rice and yeast, so if you squeeze out the liquor fork, it comes out like a bunch of wet rice.

“I used to eat a lot of it. ”

Cheolho nods.

When I put the debris in the cotton wool and squeezed it out, there was a drink fork left like a small fist rice.

I brought you some.

“Thank you.”

Eugene drank a sip again. The warm flavor is wrapped around your mouth, and there is a strange foreign body. But that's the taste of rice wine.

It felt very strange.

A place where my heart is endlessly full, and somehow I can tell you everything.

Is it raining?

Is it because he's drunk?

Eugene opens his mouth, thinking about it.

“My hometown was rural. He was a complete thug.”

The reaction of iron arc was also surprising. He was looking at himself with a very soft smile. Somehow comfortable, he said again.

“My house was poor. I heard you lived with your parents, but I don't remember. I've lived in the countryside since I could distinguish things, as my boss did. With Grandma and Grandpa. ”

“Yes.”

Chulho closes his eyes and nods.

“My brother and I grew up and grew tired of the countryside. I was sick of eating potatoes and sweet potatoes, and I was sick of climbing mountains to go to school. So, when I turned 20, I admired Seoul indefinitely. ”

Seoul!

When they saw Seoul with their sister, they were exhausted after experiencing the sense of impertinence in Seoul.

Expensive. Expensive. Expensive.

I thought everything would be resolved if I came to Seoul, but this was just another beginning.

They had to rely on each other in the middle of cold Seoul.

Eugene poured his drink with a quiet smile.

“I miss that sick countryside. I want to see my grandmother's face, and I'm hungry. ”

Having not contacted me for a while, I picked up my phone on the day I had been in Seoul for only a year. It was difficult to find a job.

I dialed the country house phone number and my heart beat. It felt like a thousand years of ringtones.

- Hello?

I heard a sincere voice, and he quickly choked.

- Hamni.

- Who is it, Jinsu?

- Honestly, Hamni.

- Hey, how you doing? Why haven't you heard from him?

- How's she doing?

- Do you eat?

- Enjoy your meal. Don't worry about it.

Eugene, who was closing his eyes, opened his eyes because his nose became dark.

“Why do grandmothers ask, first, why did they eat? ”

“I don't know…"

Chulho added a drink to Eugene's glass.

“Probably because you're family, right? ”

< Are you eating? (2) > End

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