"Arienol, if you're running a store too, you know what I mean. Restaurants are not always popular in order of taste. Even if it gets popular in order of deliciousness, you're no better than a young cook."
Arienol nodded with such faces as Shibu.
"What are you saying that sounds great and obvious? In general, there are also various concepts of deliciousness. Some shops aspire to the finest gastronomy, while others have a menu of taverns that contemplate harmony with alcohol. Even the doughnuts we sell in outdoor shops for kids are splendid 'yummy'"
Arienol also knew about this area. I've just opened a store.
Good. My cooking is amazing, so it's okay - I'm out of ideas.
"Yeah. So, where you already have a reputation or have a lot of branches out there, it's so hard to compete and win from Ichi. Even if you could win, you'd better think it would take ten or twenty years."
"As it is, sort of... Everywhere is full of restaurants came to Wang Capital and I understand very well...... Even with its large population, I didn't think the restaurant would be this large..."
Like Arienol, there will be plenty of people in the province who want to open a shop in the King's Capital.
"Then you have to think about your location to the fullest. Otherwise, if your debt swells, your future will be ruined. I don't even like working for years to pay off my debts, like that!
On the boulevard in front of the bookstore, I made a lot of noise.
From among the passers-by, he said, "What, are you crazy Genka?" "Explode. Or keep breaking up," he says.
It's not a crazy genka, but I wonder if some of them are a little giddy......
"Okay. It's a good enemy word. Shall we take it seriously? Your company's closed for the weekend, so you're off tomorrow. I'm going to the real estate store tomorrow."
"What? That's a cool number of books, but can you read them in a day?
It's a flush reading, so I'm going to go to the real estate store tomorrow, and I'm in trouble.
"I have as much concentration as that! Or do you tell me to stay in King's Capital all the time because I read one of these books every day? Franz, trust your good enemy!
Yes, if Arienol tells me, I can't say anything anymore.
There is no cloudiness in Arienol's eyes. When it comes to cooking, he's pure.
"Okay. Are we going home today?"
"Hmm. I'll have to load the book as soon as I get home. It's a waste of time now."
That's how we got home lightly.
I was opening a restaurant book in my own room.
Sit back in bed and read silently.
"Oh, you're early."
Serria also came into the room.
"I also felt it when I was at the Cat Cafe... how can it be so hard to keep the restaurant going...? There are too many walls to break through."
If you're like a festival stall for a limited time, it's still easy to make a profit by trying to catch your eye, reducing the variety of sales to the extreme and making less L.A.
But offering a number of menus on an ongoing basis to make it black is not a half-breed thing.
"By and large, if you put in time for cooking, working hours can be outrageous..."
"That's about it, doesn't it mean you want to see people look happy when you eat food?
Serria's expression was a very calm one.
"I think Mr. Arienol has grown a lot compared to when we first met. I'm still anxious to capture things in the long run, but I also feel that it's something called youth."
"That weakness is exactly what's at stake when you become a business owner..."
"So I just need you to support me."
Celia sat next to the bed, leaning over.
The temperature's coming through to me too.
"Everyone has their weaknesses. Isn't it something called a couple to make up for that?
"Um... I'm aware that you're cowardly to hear this... and Celia doesn't want to be jealous...?
Even if you ask me to break up with you because you're jealous, that's a big deal.
"I'll tell you what if I were in Celia's shoes. I would be jealous..."
"If Mr. Arienol felt half-baked, it might have happened."
The information and Serlia replied in a light manner.
It was like saying that the grid was just a long time ago.
"But I also know that Mr. Arienol is serious. I know what Sacubas is. I like the same person."
Celia suddenly holds me.
Even though I touched my skin many times myself, I was thrilled.
"I can't measure my love or Mr. Arienol's love, which is better, which is bigger. That's the same as not being able to decide which one tastes better, a good restaurant. The answer should be for each person."
Only certainty is that Serbian love is more widespread and inexhaustible.
It's big enough to drown already.
"Celia, I love you..."
"Me, too. You."
It's a total coincidence that I've summoned Celia.
I can now believe without any doubt that this was a fateful encounter.
Be a fine man, like I can't beat the breadth of Serbian love either.
It's not that simple, but if you don't, you can't forgive yourself.
"Celia, bad. I need to study some more."
"I get it. Shall I help you with dinner? I'm a doctor on duty today."
"That's awesome, I'm worried..."
Doctor, can you cook...?
In conclusion, the Doctor's dish was a mysterious soup in which something melted into place.
"I can't eat it, but what the hell is in it...?
"Even fifteen vegetables were simmered and all melted. Even when I don't have an appetite for this, I just drink it so much that I can finish eating it right away, right? And nutritious."
Mary said, "That's a distopian dish..."