Franchise. Or branch.

A day was also a really thoughtful issue.

As I said before, Haru knew the best about the benefits of creating a franchise.

I have worked at regular restaurants and franchise restaurants.

It's just the money side. It was true that the franchise was excellent in terms of stability.

but

"It's not an easy decision to make. I'm also considering it."

"Ahaha, as expected. I wonder if I'm being presumptuous again."

"No way. But it's nice to see your face after a long time. It's even more because I think Myung-seok is doing well.

"And neither do I! Thank you so much for today, Chef Haru. Oh, and...…. I'll send you a wedding invitation soon. Hahaha!"

Myung-seok smiled the happiest in the world, showing the ring on his ring finger.

Myung-seok himself said that this smile was all thanks to one day.

I didn't admit it 100%, but seeing him smile, it didn't really seem completely wrong to see the day being happy too.

I think Myungseok will do well. Obviously.'

After talking to some extent about starting a business, I returned the brilliant stone.

The time I promised Yumi was approaching.

I was going to go to a oral fairy tale for the first time in a while today, so I was going to go home and prepare for it even briefly.

Going home along the so familiar paths in the dining-heaven world, I was troubled for one day after day.

"Franchises. Branch."

Of course, I thought about Haru a lot, and I also talked a lot with Choi Han-seok, a mentor and teacher.

But as you can see. It's really good if you can, but it turns out that it's natural that it's impossible right now.

The reason was simple. To make it franchise, the first thing you need to be able to taste the main store in the branch.

Unification of taste and recipe. This was my priority.

But how's heaven on the table?

The Heavenly Meal, which varies from day to day, is the most important menu, and even to meet this price, the boss has to go to the market at dawn every day to buy groceries.

Even if the main menu is like that.

The boss had to sell the legwork like this to put one or two more side dishes on the table.

I thought at least one day it was decided whether the restaurant was going to be a big hit or a small hit.

Diligence is one of the most important factors to be derived. And a mind that cares for customers first.

In addition, at least all the Korean food franchises around, if not Michelin-chef-class, needed cooking skills that could be easily eaten.

I put aside the question of ghosts for now.

They say that the biggest identity of Bapsang heaven is about ghosts, but it's still an ordinary Korean restaurant.

And that's why Haru and Choi Han-seok almost gave up on setting up a branch of the table heaven.

A tight schedule that most people can't even dream of.

A system that doesn't work without thinking of customers more desperately than money. On top of that, your cooking skills.

I thought it was almost impossible to find and verify the restaurant owner with all these three beats.

But not anymore. There could have been a candidate."Mr. Yumi..."I have to think about it."

Wouldn't this restaurant called Table Heaven be too small for Yumi? Maybe it feels like a cage.

Through many things, especially because she has grown a lot these days, I thought so.

But one day I couldn't easily conclude.

It was because it was not known what Yumi was thinking, and crucially, she was not even sure if she could think that way.

I walked absentmindedly thinking about it, and I was standing in front of my house.

After checking my watch, I quickly went in, washed up, and changed my clothes.

There is not much time left until the promised time with Park Chu-hyuk.

* * *

"I shouldn't be late…….”

Unexpectedly, the time has become quite tight as the story with Myung-seok has been prolonged.

After a quick shower, I still dressed up with the best looking clothes in the house.

Then, he ran to the table heaven, which was the place of his appointment with Yumi, and he still had some time to spare.

Just when we have about 3 minutes left. Yumi arrived first and was waiting for a day.

"Oh, Mr. Haru! You're here!"

"Oh... I'm sorry. Yumi. It's a bit late, right?”

"Come on, come on. You came just in time. Then let's go!"

Yumi, who found the day, trudged along humming to the taxi stand.

Did he feel better when he heard that he was going to a oral fairy tale?

One day, however, he unknowingly saw Yumi for the first time and talked to her.

'You must have put a lot of thought into it. I'm so sorry about that.'

How much time did you give me? Yumi had become a completely different person.

Yumi was the type who didn't usually wear makeup or rarely.

Of course, it was the same today, but I think I paid more attention than usual and my face looked bright.

The same goes for fashion.

I wore a fluffy knitwear instead of a casual outfit that I showed you almost every day. To be honest, it was a little cute.

It's like a cat dressed up with a face wash.

"Oh, I'm starting to see it."

How long did they run together in a taxi next to Yumi?

Shortly after entering the familiar path, oral fairy tales appeared.

But it did not open the door.

Many chefs, including Park Joo-hyuk and Kim Ho-sung, are gathered in front of oral fairy tales.

When Haru and Yumi got off the taxi, Kim Ho-sung ran first.

"Haru, how have you been?”

"I'm always fine. Yumi is here, too."

"Hello, I'm Yumi. I said hello to you last time.”

"Oh, my God, what are you doing? You don't have to be very polite. She said she left in the middle, but Yumi is also a member of our oral children's family. Oh, Joohyuk! Now that the kids are here, let's get going!"

"Yes, Hosung."

Among the chefs gathered was a mixture of once-in-a-day and once-in-a-lifetime.

But Haru and Bin didn't really talk much.

Bin bowed his head to Haru, making eye contact with Haru, and Haru accepted it.

There was no further contact.

After Haru and Yumi briefly greeted Park Joo-hyuk, they moved to Kim Ho-sung's car.

When Yumi suddenly said she was moving again because she was only told that she was going to oral fairy tales, her face was full of question marks.

"Mr. Haru? Aren't we going to the oral fairy tale?""Exactly, we're going to stop by the oral fairy tale and move to a different place with the chefs. Oh, I don't think Yumi knows. It's Chef Seo Jong-soo."

"Chef Seo Jong-soo……. Oh, him. I remember! I think chef Park Joohyuk was with me during the interview. And haven't you been to the table heaven a few times? To eat."

"Chef Seo Jong-soo was a middle-aged chef in our oral fairy tale. If we compare it to Chef Park Joo-hyuk, who is the head, down to three levels? Anyway, he's been working for over 5 years, and he started his own restaurant this time. Today is the opening day, so all the oral children's stories are gathered and going to the open party."

When Park Joo-hyuk and other chefs of oral fairy tales visited when the previous day first opened the table heaven.

Open party.

It was an event similar to a birthday party, which was held to the point of tradition among chefs.

The reason why Haru didn't tell Yumi in advance was similar.

It's kind of a surprise for the day.

"Aha, that's what it was. What's this? I was really looking forward to it. You had a much better chance, didn't you? It's the best!"

Not surprisingly, Yumi, who was anxious about where she was going, quickly spread her expression.

This is because she knew that it was a much better opportunity to join the chefs' open parties than to simply come to the oral fairy tale and eat.

Even since they are chefs of oral fairy tales who said Korea's best Korean restaurant, they must be very excited.

"As expected of Chef Haru……!”

"Are you that happy?"

"Of course! How should I say it? It's like going to a celebrity birthday party that I really like? Anyway, it's an experience that I can't even dream of...….”

Yumi who smiles at the day.

Kim Ho-sung, who was looking at the smiling day in the rearview mirror, smiled as if he was speechless.

"What about young labor shikis? Stop stir-frying sesame seeds and look outside. We're almost there.”

How far did he travel from the oral fairy tale?

A little far from the center of Seoul.

Entering the outskirts of Hongdae, the street of youth, I saw a restaurant sign named "Sanwoolim."

That's the restaurant that Chef Seo Jong-soo started.

It was a restaurant that featured fusion Korean food.

One day also had no more information, so I couldn't help but look forward to what it would be like.

Kim Ho-sung got out of his car and entered the restaurant with other chefs.

A little larger than a table paradise, approximately.

Most of the furniture, such as tables and chairs in the restaurant, was made of old-fashioned wood.

Overall, when combined with the tile-like exterior, it gave off a Korean feel.

I don't know if the chefs were cooking at the right time, but it was full of food smell.

In it, the smell of Western ingredients such as herbs and tomatoes secretly matched with the Korean interior.

The so-called hip atmosphere.

"Chef Park Joo-hyuk! Thank you for coming."

"I've come all the way here on a golden holiday. We can eat something delicious, right?"

"Oh, of course. I worked really hard on it. And... uh? Haru! Wow, long time no see. Dude!"

Chef Seo Jong-soo, who was greeting each of the chefs, especially greeted them with joy when he found a day.

Even after the Ga-Open party, he sometimes visited the table heaven, so we greeted each other happily."Then give me food first. I'm starving."

"Oh, of course. Then please wait a little bit."

Park Joo Hyuk complains that he's hungry.

As the chefs sat down at the table, Chef Seo Jong-soo quickly began to serve.

In the first place, Chef Seo Jong-soo worked for a long time in oral fairy tales, so no one disagreed with his cooking skills.

I'm just wondering what food he wanted to cook even as he left the restaurant.

"Oh?"

"Wow, boss, do you see this?"

But the dishes that soon came out were not lacking to meet all those expectations.

One day, honestly, I was a little impressed, and Yumi seemed genuinely surprised.

"This is the soy bean paste vein made of boiled pork after sousing it, and you can eat it with the ratatouille on the bottom. And this is bibim pasta. It's made by mixing thin angel hair pasta with bibimmyeon sauce, and this is beef sashimi that I reinterpreted in my own way...….”

Dishes that make your mouth water, even the quality.

While listening to Chef Seo Jong-soo's explanation, exclamations continued here and there.

"Well, let's have a meal!"

Chef Seo Jong-soo, who finished explaining hard, naturally sat next to the day with a thud.

Then he glanced around and whispered into the ear of the day.

"Chef Haru, thank you for coming today.”

"Of course, you should come because the chef said he'd open a restaurant."

"Oh, you speak so beautifully. Anyway, did I happen to mention it?"