You Promised Me, Mr. Lee San-ha - Chapter 113



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Episode 113: The Customer is King, But Our Country is a Democracy (1)

On the side where the sound came from were two middle-aged men wearing mountaineering clothes sitting.

There are only basic side dishes on the table, without a single bottle of alcohol.

But looking at his pale face, it looks like he just finished the first round somewhere.

“Bring me some soju!”

The young male part-time worker asked back hesitantly.

“Yes… … So, I was asking what kind of soju you would like… … .”

“Hasn’t that kid ever tried alcohol? Isn’t soju cold dew?!”

“Well, then… …should I have the red one or the blue one?”

“Ah, this little bastard! Bam! You little bastard!”

The man in the red hiking suit crossed his hands in front of his face and raised them in a threatening pose.

It looks like he’s not actually trying to hit someone, but just trying to coax them.

“You want to drink that blue stuff, that damn water? Huh? Damn it. Why are kids these days so thoughtless? When I was young, if the adults said something, I’d just say it out loud. You know?! You got beat up like dogs when you didn’t have any tact. Damn it, the world has become such a great place anyway.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll bring it right away.”

The part-time worker ran over and immediately brought me a bottle of soju.

Middle-aged men in mountaineering gear poured out alcohol along with side dishes.

It looks like the commotion has more or less died down.

An Hee-yeon and I turn off our attention and focus on our grill.

An Hee-yeon cut the meat with a very careful expression.

Just looking at his expression, he looks like a real surgeon.

Well, well, well, well.

“Professor Ahn, I have a question.”

“What is it?”

“Why are you mincing the meat?”

“Oh, men eat big. … … I didn’t know.”

Hee-yeon Ahn picked up the scissors again, cut a piece of pork belly three times, and put it down.

“You were inconsiderate. Is this okay?”

“… … I’ll just do it.”

An Hee-yeon stared at my hand as she handed me the scissors.

It was a look in his eyes as if he was seeing something new and novel.

“Now that I look at it, your hands are really big.”

“Really? It probably isn’t that big.”

“It seems to me that… … .”

She reached out and tried to compare her hand with mine, but then suddenly stopped.

Then he slowly took his hand back and bowed his head.

What on earth did you want to do?

After a while, Ahn Hee-yeon stared at me grilling meat and mumbled.

“T, just now… …don’t pay attention to what Eunsol said.”

I raised my eyebrows because I couldn’t remember what he was talking about.

Ahn Hee-yeon continued speaking.

“So, what I was talking about, like a boyfriend or a couple… … It might make you uncomfortable. You.”

“Oh, what the heck. I really wasn’t paying attention.”

“If you didn’t mind, that’s good… … .”

An Hee-yeon nodded with a complicated expression.

After a while, she checked her phone to see if there was an alarm and suddenly smiled brightly.

“Look at this.”

A KakaoTalk chat window was floating on the screen.

[Good Eunsol: Thank you, unnie! Thanks to you, I was able to act while relaxing! I received so much praise from the director too! He kept praising me until my mouth was dry, saying that no one among the young actors could do ‘alone’ so well ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ It’s all thanks to you, unnie!]

[Good Eunsol: Oh right, and please tell my brother who came with me that I’m grateful! I think what he said helped a lot too hehe]

[Good Eunsol: Please come again next time! It would be nice if you came with that oppa ㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

The chat room conversation is coming up like a storm.

A reaction that shows how excited Lee Eun-sol is.

An Hee-yeon smiled happily as if she were a doting father.

“Eunsol is so happy. Thank you.”

“What have I done?”

“Lies. Did you use some kind of magical power again?”

That’s not true… … .

It was unfair, but there was no way to clear up the misunderstanding.

At that moment, another chat conversation came up.

[Good Eunsol: And unnie, meet up with that guy! He’s handsome and speaks well. Isn’t he totally your type? Hahahahahahahahaha]

Ahn Hee-yeon saw the smile on my face and hurriedly turned her phone screen around.

“No, kid, he’s being rude again! I’m sorry, he’s being immature… …!”

She quickly closed the chat window by repeatedly pressing the close button.

An Hee-yeon turned her cell phone over and put it in her bag.

And then he bowed his head like a sinner.

If you keep doing that, when will you eat?

I decided to change the subject to change the subject.

“This place is really delicious. I can see why you recommended it.”

“Right? No matter which branch you go to, the quality seems to be good. But the real deal here is the cold noodles. The meat here is just passable. This clam soup that comes as a service? It’s just a side dish to make up for it. Cold noodles, you absolutely have to have cold noodles.”

An Hee-yeon suddenly regained her color.

I didn’t know what to say, so I just nodded.

She continued speaking immediately.

“The thin noodles hold the broth and bibim sauce well between the noodles, so the seasoning is just right, and it’s not burdensome when chewing. Since the noodles aren’t very thick, they’re starchy noodles, but they’re sliced ​​very smoothly. When you pull on the noodles, they’re just the right amount of cooked silk, which shows how high quality they are. Also, the broth isn’t too sour or sweet, so it pairs perfectly with the meat. The problem is that the bibim naengmyeon is also very delicious. The daedaegi that goes in it is of such high quality that it’s hard to find even at regular Hamheung naengmyeon restaurants… … . Ah. Did I talk too much… … ?”

“No. It’s fun.”

It’s not just empty words, it’s actually fun.

When I praised the radish side dish in the school cafeteria, I just thought I was someone with a strange eating habit.

When I was eating my mom’s tteokbokki at Sanhaene Snack Bar, I thought she was exaggerating out of courtesy.

But now that I look at it, I can see that Ahn Hee-yeon, contrary to her appearance, really likes to eat.

I don’t eat much, but I’m definitely a gourmet.

Rather, I think it’s because I can’t eat much that I focus on the quality of the taste.

I added one more word because I felt like my words were too short.

“I meant that it was more fun to learn things about you than to learn about food. It also made me realize that there’s more to you than I thought.”

An Hee-yeon nodded again with a complicated expression.

It’s like there’s something you want to say, but you can’t quite think of it.

I’m not sure, but I felt that kind of atmosphere.

The moment I was about to resume eating.

This time, a commotion was heard from the next table.

“Ouch~! What the heck! This is really too much!”

Some foreigner is talking loudly.

As I naturally shifted my gaze, he covered his head with both hands and said.

“Why isn’t there K-BBQ in my country? It’s so delicious, I’m going to be miserable when I go back!”

It was just the fuss of a foreigner trying pork belly for the first time.

I ignored him and tried to go back to eating, but he started talking again.

“Wow, what is that? Korean, I can’t understand it! With my common sense!”

Wherever the foreign man’s gaze was directed, TV news was being broadcast.

To my surprise, the face that appeared on the screen was someone I knew.

[… … During the break after the first part. Mr. Nam started to spend the money he borrowed through Cardron.]

It seemed like someone had filmed Nam Young-jun’s crazy antics and reported them to the news.

The anchor’s comments continued beyond the screen showing the data continuously being sprinkled with money.

[It is known that the total amount of cash thrown by Mr. Nam was 3 million won. With the help of the spectators present at the scene, 2.97 million won was recovered. According to an interview with a citizen present at the scene… … .]

A foreigner who was watching the news suddenly hit his forehead.

Crack!

“Is this what you call K-conscience?! This is really amazing! If this were my country, I wouldn’t have recovered a single penny! Plus, I would have had my wallet taken away! Amazing… … Korea is such an amazing country!”

The level of excitement is such that it makes you wonder if they are filming a nationalistic video.

‘What the heck, are you a YouTuber?’

Meanwhile, the news continued to report the same incident.

[Mr. Nam, who is currently being transferred to the hospital, has been found to have no problems with his life or health. The problem is that illegal filming of musical scenes was discovered in his belongings. Accordingly, a fine of 3 million won is expected to be imposed… … .]

I just found out.

Why was he so sensitive and obsessed with watching corpses?

‘So they were trying to sell the musical video.’

So I reserved a good seat and was careful not to let any noise in.

After all, he was a person who had not even observed the most basic manners from the beginning.

An Hee-yeon and I shook our heads at the same time and resumed eating.

The moment I was about to order more of the cold noodles that Ahn Hee-yeon had been praising so highly.

“Hey! Part-timer!”

A loud voice was heard from the middle-aged men at the next table.

The part-time worker ran as if his butt was on fire.

“Yes, what’s going on?”

“Bring me some soju.”

“Uh… … Um, I’m sorry, but… … .”

The part-time worker opened his mouth cautiously, his posture very hunched over.

“It’s time to order… … We’re a restaurant, not a bar―”

“What?! This kid really wants to see me!”

A red hiking suit hits the table.

bang!

The dishes on the table clatter.

Bowls containing only side dishes.

“We just had our first round and now we’re not hungry! We’re just going to drink quietly and leave, so why are you picking a fight?! You don’t want to do business?!”

I don’t think you’re eating quietly.

The part-timer spoke in a voice that was almost crawling.

“That’s the boss’s policy… … .”

“Boss, you punk! I’m so close to the boss! I’ve been a regular here for 10 years and you can’t do this for me?!”

“Our store opened last year―.”

“Ha~ This damn bastard is really making me lose my shit today. What the hell kind of kid with no hair on his head talks back to an adult all the time? Do you really want to be a bastard?!”

As the shouting continued, the man in the blue hood held out his hand as if to try to stop them.

“Mr. Lee~ Stop, stop~ Stop~ Drink up to here, then just get up~ Stop~ Drink up.”

“Let go of me, damn it! You little brat, what the fuck?! These days, kids are growing up without being treated well, that’s why they’re acting like this! Back in my day, we couldn’t even make eye contact with our elders when talking! Do you know that?!”

The red climber waved his hand away and said.

The part-time worker reluctantly nodded and answered.

“Sorry. I’ll bring you some alcohol.”

The blue hooded man grabbed the part-timer’s wrist and said.

“Hey, okay, okay~ Let’s not drink anymore. Just talk more and we’ll go. Go and do your work~.”

The blue hood sent the part-timer away.

And after a while.

The red hiking suit screamed.

“Hey! Part-timer! Aren’t you bringing alcohol?!”

The part-time worker runs.

“Well, the person in front of me just said they wanted to stop… … .”

“This kid is really bad at his job. Is that how you work and get paid? Oh my, you piece of shit… If you were my son, you’d get beaten to death.”

“… … .”

The part-time worker looked almost on the verge of tears.

The red hiking suit screamed at him.

“Why don’t you hurry up and bring me some alcohol?!”

At that moment, I heard a slightly louder voice from the seat in front of me.

“Would you stop?”

A person who cannot stand injustice.

It was Ahn Hee-yeon.