Have a Meal Before You Go

The Goblin Cook was definitely unique.

Cheolho saw the guy who began to clean the kitchen very clean after finishing cooking. I gave him a glove.

It was a ‘Mind Mirror’ and it was also a gift from Chulho to Kai.

Transparent, thin gloves. The horse tower's invention expresses what the wearer is trying to say and how he feels when wearing them.

Then he showed me his palm.

[The chef is essentially clean in the kitchen. (Pride)]

“Oh.”

Chulho nods, making sense of that.

After finishing cleaning up, the Goblin, a chef, leans over to Chulho and carries his bag on his back. These days, the morning was the time of the Goblin chef.

At the end of this morning's time, he wanders the streets to see the world.

Fortunately, there are a pair of Goblins that appear and go around in this world first. They don't seem to be hostile. A goblin and a lucky Goblin.

Nowadays, they feel like they're just some kind of fairy.

Goblins used to go around and visit restaurants to assess their taste, and Lucky Goblins still write lucky letters sometimes these days.

Chulho scratches his head as he looks at the Goblin heading downtown on a bump.

The Goblin, a chef who came back at night, was quite depressed.

[No place to sell delicious bread...... (frustrated, disappointed)]

Not really.

Cheolho scratched his glabella.

Now, the baking skills of five urban centers, even Chulho, were not quite so great. There were many large and tasteless types of bread, mainly as a substitute for meals, and even baking techniques had never been seen by anyone who had reached the artisan level.

“This side of the world is more corrosive than bread is stock. It's not gonna be like Espan. ”

[Yes. (Disappointed, frustrated)]

The Goblin Cook is frustrated.

* * *

It's been a week since the Goblin Cook came to the diner.

Chulho told him that he no longer had to make a burger every morning.

Why?

“Well...... I don't want business to work. ”

Chulho's words caused him to tilt his head again.

[Don't you want to make money? (Curious)]

“Yes, I don't need money. ”

He looked like he couldn't understand.

[None of the humans I've ever seen hated money. (Curiosity, curiosity)]

Cheolho chuckled.

“What I need is a reasonable guest. If too many guests come, that's not good. So don't worry about it. Do what you want. ”

He soon nodded.

[All right. (Shy)]

About that time.

Bloop-!

The door to the dining room was wide open.

Cheolho glanced at the clock. It's 2: 15 in the morning. It's late in the morning, and we don't get many visitors this time of year.

“Huh?"

The visitor was a Goblin.

A goblin who wears a black suit and wears black shoes, touching his shiny mustache.

The goblin slowly enters the store and bows down to Cheolho. He used to express his gratitude every once in a while when he went to Cheolho's shop.

Then I sat up, squirming in the chair in front of the table.

Kick-Kick-Kick-

Qasim sneaks his head out of space and whispers to Chulho.

“I heard the burgers here are really good. ”

Kirururuk-!

“I'm here for a taste. ”

“....... ”

The Goblin, a chef, was somewhat nervous.

Then he put on his spleen face and slowly walked into the kitchen.

It trims Ivory Buffalo's backbone well.

Slice and slash the soles of Trikelops' feet inside the minced meat. To make a spark.

Liver a little salt, and pepper a little. With it, Patty Dough is finished.

The meat dough is slightly larger than the size of a tennis ball, chopping it flat. And then it starts to bake in a straight line.

The concentration of baking is medium rare, with meat patties on the bottom of the slightly grilled hamburger bread. Fresh vegetables, tomatoes, and a special sauce are sprayed on top of the meat patty.

Finally, cover the top bun and tap the center of the hamburger with a wooden skewer to increase its binding strength.

Complete.

The Goblin chef finished a hamburger, but I didn't like it. However, I thought a loaf of bread was a bit bad, so I wondered what would happen.

After a while.

The Goblin Cook slowly picks up a hamburger from the plate. The beverage was accompanied by freshly squeezed lemonade and a nice pickle garnish.

Chulho stood still and watched.

The goblin slowly raises his hand to the plate. With the enclosed fork and knife, you cut it in half.

The Goblin with the other half of the burger slowly starts eating the burger. The goblin, who ate about half of it, closes his eyes slightly.

Then I sucked on the lemonade and stood up straight.

Knuckle! Knuckle!

“Half man! Come on! He's so picky. ”

Hearing Qasim's words, I saw a Goblin, a chef, and it was truly frustrating.

Squeak, squeak!

“These great patties and sauce vegetables are crying over garbage buns. ”

He scratched his head thinking that it was from the bakery of the mayor, Mr. Hong, who would be greatly discouraged if he heard about it.

Bloop-!

In the meantime, the Goblin opened the door to the diner and left.

The frustrated Goblin raised his head for a long time.

[I must leave as well. (spleen, serious)]

“....... ”

[Why didn't I know that the path to cooking was a harsh path of training? I must have been satisfied with who I am. (Blame, seriousness, spleen)]

“Hmmm…"

The Goblin changes his clothes and carries his bag. And with his eyes full of rosy grass, he bowed to Cheolho.

[In the meantime, thank you. (Serious)]

“Ah, yes. Well done.”

Something happened so fast. Cheolho took out a bunch of $100 bills and put them in his pocket, just in case.

The Goblin Cook walked out of the restaurant.

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Elise was dressed to perfection today.

Today was a few outings a day.

One of her hobbies was sitting on the side of a mountain in the middle of a nice spring breeze and enjoying quiet tea time.

Today's menu, freshly baked bread.

The Imp location was fundamentally very knowledgeable about baked bread. Their clans are practically the best bakers in the empire, even if they are called bakers.

However, there were very few Imp Witches, and it was not uncommon for me to meet my partner and live a lifetime trapped deep in the mountains.

Elise slowly pulls out the freshly baked bread from the basket.

Today's baked bread is a bread called mike. It was okay to think of it as a kind of large baguette, but with whole wheat and rye, it tasted a little rustic and savory.

She picks up the bread slowly.

Bread is freshly baked, but I prefer not to eat it hot. She puts down the bread as it is, and waits for it to feel a little better about the unique flavor.

What I brought to the warming bottle is a pale aromatic tea. In the big house, various kinds of plants are grown, and these days there are various baked bread ingredients such as wheat and rye, which is quite enjoyable.

If you leave the bread still, it smells of very pleasant bread.

It was a time when I enjoyed the pleasant smell of bread and spring breath with my eyes closed for a long time.

Baslac - Baslac -

Somehow, she feels the spirit of the beast, turning her gaze to the side.

“....... What? Goblins?"

A squishy Goblin in a rag outfit. A Goblin sitting on Elise's mat, carrying a bag on his back, began to slice the bread at will.

“Oh, oh, wait a minute! ”

While she was embarrassed, the Goblin opened her bag and pulled out fresh vegetables from there.

“Oh?”

She tilts her head.

The bread was sliced horizontally, but split up and down like a sandwich or hamburger bread.

The Goblin sprinkles fresh vegetables, cheese, and sauce on top and bottom.

I then cut half the bread vertically with a fancy knife. She holds half the sandwich, and the other half reach out to her.

“Uh...... Are you giving it to me? ”

The Goblin nods.

She slashes her mouth wide with a shivering expression. And as I move my filthy mouth, my eyes open wide. Fresh vegetables, salty, rich cheese, and a moisturizing sauce that enhances sweetness.

And then there's the crucifixion and a little roughness of your bread, which makes for a really nice sandwich.

She eats up half her sandwich in no time. Then I looked at the Goblin side.

The Goblin stands still with a single bite.

“...... Kid? ”

The Goblin, a chef, felt the taste of the sun. I strongly believe that this bread is the bread I was looking for.

Fluffy!

The Goblin kneels down, holds a sandwich in his hand, and prays.

Then you show Elise your palm.

[Please teach me how to make bread....... (eagerly)]

“Pa, how to make bread.......”

She was somewhat embarrassed. In fact, she only learned from someone, never taught her anything.

“Why me? ”

[You seem to be the greatest baker in the world. (Serious, firm)]

“....... ”

The Goblin Cook knelt down and bowed down to Elise.

.

.

I was on my way back from the market.

Chulho was walking around here and there, carrying for tangerines. No, there were cherry blossoms everywhere when spring became perfect.

“Pa, Pa, Pa! ”

“Yes, cherry blossoms. ”

Tangerine was holding in her hands petals that were falling little by little onto the floor to see if she liked cherry blossoms that were full of trees.

And I put it in my mouth one by one and tasted the filth.

Suddenly, I asked Chulho as if he suddenly remembered tangerines.

“Pa, goblin up? ”

“Goblins?”

“Ugh, Hambar's still a shifter. ”

“Hmm-”

It's been three weeks since the Goblin Cook left the restaurant. But there was no way of knowing where he was coming from.

Cheolho scratched his head. When you get home, you think you should make me a hamburger.

Back then.

“Hmm?"

An odd poster on the other side of the wall stood out to Iron Tiger. The poster was stuck here and there.

[Challenge]

It was a poster written in sloppy Korean.

[Request a duel from an goblin. I'll teach you the ultimate taste.]

The End

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