Returner’s Magic Laundry

"Right. Even if it’s true, it makes me feel a little bad for saying that.”

“Even if I feel bad, there is nothing I can do for the sake of President Yoo.”

“… … .”

“And just to add to the bad news, my hands smelled like cigarettes when I took the coffee.”

“… … I knew that too. I couldn't help it because I couldn't do business. I wanted to show my boss Park that things are going well.”

“Yes, I understand. still… … .”

“Yeah, that bothered me too. I'll try to be careful."

“You thought well.”

"at first… … I was thinking of doing a chicken house.”

“It is the same if you do a chicken house without preparation like a coffee shop. If you redo the interior, it costs a lot of money.”

"right."

Mr. Yoo was silent again and started drinking the coffee I made.

With each drink, he nodded, savoring the aroma and taste.

“As I said then, every time you drink your coffee, a certain image comes to mind.”

“I think that's a really great talent. I think that feeling that coffee is delicious is actually the emotion that coffee gives you. Thousands of scents are responsible for all kinds of subtle tastes, such as sweet, sour, bitter, salty, and umami that we perceive. President Yoo feels that as an image.”

“I am impressed… … Drinking Annam’s coffee, I think that statement is correct.”

It didn't seem like an entirely coincidence that Mr. Yoo opened a coffee shop.

At this point, I was curious about one thing.

“Are you not reminded of anything when you drink coffee at Mr. Yoo’s shop?”

“No… … .”

“What do you remember?”

For a moment, he looked confused.

I had felt it all the time, but it seemed like I didn't really care.

or ignoring it.

There are times when people feel that something is wrong with themselves, but there are times when they ignore it and move on.

That's what I did when I decided to run this laundromat.

The mind goes ahead and ignores the important parts.

“What are you asking for that? hum... … But why are you making such a proposal to me, who is not a man?”

“It’s just the people I like. I want the people I like to do well.”

At my words, Mr. Yu smiled slightly and nodded his head.

"okay. But can we continue to supply coffee beans? If it goes well, I might have to do it in bulk. If the taste of the coffee changes in the middle, all the customers will leave, so it is not easy to change customers.”

A person who doesn't have many customers is worried about everything.

“Don’t worry about that.”

“Then I’ll give it a try.”

“Then why did you choose the coffee shop? When you retire, you run a lot of chicken restaurants.”

I was suddenly curious and asked.

As you can see, he didn't seem very interested in coffee.

“No, I should be able to do something while only doing sales at the company. I don't have the confidence to work all day while smelling the oil, and coffee looks easy and smells good. I thought it would be okay to see a takeaway coffee shop in front of the company before being cut off.”

"Ah yes."

“Someone I know had studied coffee abroad, so I started learning a little from that person. I also bought the beans from the person who introduced them.”

“Are you close?”

“I was introduced just across the street. People are kind and nice.”

“How much are the beans?”

“100,000 won for two 10-kg bags.”

“It’s cheap.”

"So."

President Yoo shrugged his shoulders as if he was a good business partner.

It doesn't seem like there's enough beans for that price.

It seems to me that I have been scammed by a kind and nice person... … .

"just a moment."

I went inside and came out with a sack of green beans.

“I’ll give you one 10 kg.”

“So much? That’s enough for a month.”

“A month with this?”

It seems that the business has not been very good.

So the coffee doesn't taste good.

While checking the coffee beans, President Yoo's face turned red.

“The beans are good.”

“I’ll listen.”

“It must be heavy, will it be okay?”

It's heavy, but I kept the 'simulation through imagination' ability.

I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined that I was gently picking up two bean sacks.

Then a letter appeared in front of me.

『I use the power of simulation through imagination.』

And when the sack was lifted, it sounded light again.

It was like holding two cotton balls.

“It’s really easy. it's because you're young I'm glad. I still have bad knees, so I was wondering how to carry it.”

“You are young.”

I knew it was painful when I saw President Yu rubbing his knee from time to time.

“I’ll deliver it to the wall as well. Don't worry about that.”

“Yes, thank you.”

President Yoo lightly patted my back as I was carrying coffee beans.

"Are you tired? Alone without parents.”

"It's okay. And it’s fun.”

“Yeah, that’s good. Seeing you makes me feel like I'm living wrong After I lost my job, I was so helpless. Still, I tried to do a good job at the coffee shop, but when I did it, the business didn’t work out, so I think it became even more so.”

“Ah~ You’ve been working hard on your purchases, too. What if it happened like that?”

“Yeah, so far, I’ve only been blaming the IMF, the country, and my wife.”

“Why are you blaming your wife? You work so hard.”

"Yeah. Even if you love me hard, it will not be enough.”

“By the way, have you tried roasting? It looks like it’s been a while since I didn’t use the roster.”

“I’ve been doing it for a while, but I originally roasted it in a strong roasted pan.”

I knew that strong distribution was the distribution method used by Sunbucks.

It is a dark roasting method in which coffee beans are roasted over a strong fire for more than 15 minutes, and the bitter and sweet taste of the beans is revealed more, and the acidity and caffeine are reduced.

The roasting method of coffee beans brought from the forest did not seem appropriate.

“In my opinion, the beans are good, so I recommend 'medium roasting' to bring out the flavor of the beans.”

Medium roasting was a method of stopping the roasting process before the acidity was exhausted.

There is a general belief that coffee that has been cooled down due to heat has no taste, but you can enjoy the original taste of delicious coffee even when it cools down.

“I was thinking that too.”

When I thought about it like that, it seemed that CEO Yoo was not just in the coffee business.

“First, I’ll try roasting it in a few ways, so Anna come over and taste it.”

"Yeah."

When we arrived, the mart woman who was sorting the fruit turned around.

She had a puzzled look when she saw Mr. Yu take out her key to open the shop door.

“Why is the store open? I quit.”

“I’m going to try one more month. Because Annam is supplying coffee beans.”

"Really? That's good. I also liked the coffee Anna gave me. I crave it in the morning.”

“We didn’t even drink our coffee. This woman.”

“Is this a bean?”

The aunt ignored President Yoo's words and she came to my side.

“Yes, sir, where should I put this?”

“Oh, come this way.”

When I followed Mr. Yoo inside, a small warehouse appeared.

When I put down the coffee beans and looked around, it seemed that the dark and cool interior of the warehouse was suitable for storing coffee.

When I looked next to the sack I had put down, there were coffee beans I had originally stored.

The quantity was also quite large.

I can't even do business, so I can't understand why they piled up so much.

“Why did you order so many?”

“I made the contract that way. Instead of getting it cheap, I decided to order a certain amount a month. They said they had to make a certain amount of income, so there was nothing they could do.”

“Why are you so contracted? … ?”

“I knew business was going to go well. Still, I threw away a lot of old things.”

“Can I take a look at this?”

“Yeah, look.”

I unwrapped the sack and inspected the beans inside, but at a glance, there were many flawed beans.

Defective beans refer to beans that are unripe, moldy, rotten, or of poor quality.

“Chief Yoo, when did you bring this?”

“Ah, that was a while ago. It wouldn't have been a week. It's been a while since the last time, so mold was growing. abandoned it.”

If the beans were less than a week old, the quality was quite low.

When I picked up a handful and picked it up by hand, the situation was even worse.

Looking at the writing on the sack, it was not Indonesian Mandeling.

Mandeling used a method of processing in a high-humidity environment, resulting in many flaws.

So, if it was Mandeling, I could understand even if there were a lot of flawed heads.

“I think it would be better to throw this away, Mr. There are too many flaws. The person who sold this is a bit too much.”

"okay? Are you saying this is good enough? They said that the mold would disappear after roasting and pouring hot water.”

“Germs are germs, but instead they have no taste.”

“Huh… … That person is not that person.”

“I think it would be a good idea to close the deal right now.”

“Okay. I'll call you."

“Would you like to roast what I gave you today?”

"okay. I'll call you when it's done, so come and taste it."

"Yeah. I'll go round and round to collect the laundry."

After seeing Mr. Yoo operating the roaster, he returned to the laundry again.

In front of the laundry, there were flowers with their pots still broken.

The flowers came to life quickly after stroking them with 'sunshine gloves', but they looked in need of tidying up.

‘I’m going to have to buy a new planter. Oh no. Shall we change the mood right now?’

I had a good idea what to do with the plants.

‘I have to go around once.’

I hung up the laundry bag and carefully packed the laundry that had not yet been retrieved.

After walking around the neighborhood, people came out as if they were waiting and left the laundry.

After walking for a while, I had a strange idea.

‘There aren’t many trees or flowers in this neighborhood.’

The alleys and alleys were completely smeared with cement, so there was no place for a wild flower to grow.

Occasionally, there were people who put out pots to grow flowers, but now that autumn is in full swing, it is withering away.

It's winter in a little while, so I won't be able to go for a while, but I wanted to feel the atmosphere of a neighborhood with lots of greens, even for a moment.

so.

‘Sunshine Gloves!’

When I sang, a glove of sunshine that gave off a mysterious light appeared in front of me.

Checking that there was no one in the alley, I put on my gloves.

And he stroked every flower he could see.

『The subject feels warm by the stroking of the sun glove.』

pat this one too.

『The subject feels warm by the stroking of the sun glove.』

pat over there too.

『The subject feels warm by the stroking of the sun glove.』

Flowers, wild flowers, and even unknown weeds, which had been in poor condition, spewed fresh greenery and grew rapidly.

The leaves also became more abundant, creating a beautiful landscape on the desolate neighborhood road.

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“It’s good to see you now.”

As he walked downhill, humming his hum, he heard the murmurs of people behind him.

“Are there so many flowers in the neighborhood? I was busy with work, but now I can see it.”

“Well, are the trees that big?”

‘Yes, I am.’

When I was alone with half-moon eyes and happy,

I was startled and almost turned over when someone spit shit in my ass.

"Ahh! What, who are you!”

“Hehe, it’s me, uncle.”

The person standing with the index fingers of both hands together was none other than Yongcheon.

“You are this child!”

“Since before, I have been sitting with my ass out and doing something, so I want to eat poop.”

Uh, did you see me wearing sun gloves?

"of mine… … What did I sit and do?”

“Aren’t you talking to the plants? poor man... … .”

Yongchun poked his face with the most pitiful expression on my face.

Whew, I didn't think I'd ever seen a pair of sun gloves on.

“Would you mind taking that expression off me? I'm not crazy. Plants need to talk and listen to music to grow well.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“But you don’t go to school, what are you doing here… … .”

“Oh, man, can we play at the laundry today?”

“Aren’t you going home?”

“No one is at home. My father comes in late at night.”

“Yeah, it doesn’t matter. Write a note and come Bring your bag.”

"why?"

“Why should a student study? If you don't study, you can't even do laundry."

“Chi… … study study every day. I see."

Yongcheon went without strength when he went, but when he came, he jumped down excitedly.

As he came down from the town shouting “Yongcheon and Laundry”, the street was filled with the scent of fragrant coffee.

"Well… … I think President Yoo has already finished roasting.”

Unsurprisingly, Mr. Yoo was walking from the laundry.

“No, why are you here so late? You've been there twice already. The coffee is out, so come and have a drink. I’ve tried it in many ways.”

"Yeah!"

“But who is this little boy?”

“He is the younger brother I know as Yongcheon.”

“Ugh, yes. I think I saw you go to school sometimes. His name was Yongcheon. Anyway, let's go together. I'll give him a glass of juice."

“Wow, thank you.”

The three of us went into Mr. Yoo's coffee shop.

When I entered, the mart was already waiting for me.

"Come on."

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