Talent Absorption From the Age of 0

Lucas watched TV all day and got new information.

‘The country I am in is Korea, and there is still a barbaric culture of bosintang in this country. Fortunately, dogs loved by their owners can live as luxuriously as humans.

what? That dog is teasing, so the owner gives you something delicious.

I want to eat something like that too.

The feed is too bland, and I'm going to die if I eat it every day.

How do dogs like that eat stuff like that?

Stay still. What kind of joke is he making? how.'

Changhyun, Eunwoo, and Youngtak opened the door and entered.

“Oh, I’m tired.”

Lucas went out to meet him on the floor and walked on two feet.

It was a special move prepared for snacks.

“Oh, my God. Are you walking on two legs?”

Changhyun said curiously.

Eunwoo looked at Lucas as if curiously, and said.

“Mong-mei, Mong-mei.”

However, when Changhyeon and Youngtak did not give them snacks, Lucas moved on to the next individual skill.

It's the ultimate bread.

Turn the boat over and do baladang, then pretend to be dead.

When Lucas turns over and closes his eyes and pretends to be dead, Eun-woo bursts into tears in surprise.

“Oh my, my, my, my.”

Tears welled up in Eunwoo's eyes.

'How to. My dear puppy is dying. I can't see you again I couldn't even do it well. I’ll give you a lot of delicious food.’

When Eunwoo's voice became strange, Lucas quickly opened his eyes and got up.

'I'm not dead. What if you cry knowing you are dead?’

Lucas got up and licked Eunwoo's cheek.

Eunwoo also kissed Lucas.

“You’re smarter than I thought. Did you do your personal skills now?”

“I guess that’s why our servant Shigorjab was gifted. But come to think of it, we haven't named it yet. Eunwoo always called me Meong-me, so we just called him that.”

“What should I name it?”

“Well, the color of the hair is the color of barley tea, so how about barley? barley."

“Oh, it suits you. It sounds like a pretty name. barley. It’s not a difficult pronunciation for Eunwoo to sing.”

So from that day on, Lucas became a barley.

“Come on, barley snack here.”

Changhyun gave Bori a snack.

“I, I. Mong Mei. Mong-mei.”

“Yes, Eunwoo. Then you should be careful.”

Eun-woo gave the snacks handed over to Chang-hyeon to Bo-ri.

“Hehe, let’s go.”

Eun-woo kept laughing because of the tongue of Barley touching her palm whenever she ate snacks.

***

Changhyeon and Youngtak started filming Eunwoo's Nutube.

The video to be added was a crocodile family.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (Papa crocodile is a hunter, mom crocodile is a cook)”

Eunwoo had the correct tempo and pitch, but he couldn't speak quickly, so there were many songs he sang aaaah. However, he was good at expressing his actions.

When you're a hunter, you shoot a gun, and when you're a chef, you turn your hands to cook-like movements.

“What kind of kid sings so well? Her pronunciation is baby, but her voice is so sweet.”

Young-tak, who was listening to the song, was amazed.Changhyun also admired Eunwoo's voice.

‘Eunwoo’s voice is like morning dew rolling on a leaf of grass.

When I listen, my mind becomes clear and bright.

It’s like a light that illuminates the air around you.’

Young Tak said with admiration.

“Wow, the filming ended at once. Even an adult would find it difficult to do this.”

“I think it’s because Eunwoo likes to sing so much.”

Changhyun helped.

As Eunwoo sang, another song kept coming to mind.

'What is this? These are words I don't know, but they come to mind over and over again. Is this a memory of when?’

A song that keeps ringing in my ears.

‘La scia ch’io pian ga, la du ra sorte’

e che so spiri la liberta

make me cry

My miserable fate, give me freedom.'

A sudden pain in the head.

Eun-woo took a video of the crocodile family and sat down.

'Oh, you have to take a slow, deep breath. You must not fall here. But strangely, I think I fell down while singing before. I feel so happy when I sing, but strangely, the more I sing, the more memories of other people come to me.’

Changhyun noticed Eunwoo's change and said, supporting him.

“Eunwoo, are you out of breath?”

Chang-hyeon's heart was complicated when he saw Eun-woo singing the crocodile family song.

Changhyeon was often troubled while raising Eunwoo.

'Why do so many nursery rhymes and children's books talk about mothers?

She is a child without a mother.

Is there no consideration for a child who has only a father?

When Eun-woo is a little older and she asks where her mother is, what should she do?

Watching Eunwoo grow up makes me happy, but sometimes it worries me.

What should I do when Eunwoo grows up?’

Changhyeon and Youngtak created Eunwoo's account on YouTube and uploaded two videos.

Young-tak came out from the shower to sleep, but Chang-hyeon was alone on the floor doing something.

"Are not you tired? what are you doing?"

Changhyun was renovating The Boyz's Seongsu Bridge.

There is a beautiful secret in this taste of Gimhae water kimchi.

I want to tell you, do you have any side dishes?

I am now Gimhae water kimchi Gimhae water kimchi

Young Tak smiled as soon as he saw it.

“What the hell is this?”

“Ah, this is actually my hobby. Whenever life was difficult and sad, I sang it with funny lyrics.

How about playing it in our canteen? Will the guests like it?”

“Good idea. You like to have fun these days.”

***

The next morning, Chang-hyeon and Young-tak were surprised by Eun-woo's number of YouTube views.

Thanks to the explosive reaction of baby mothers, the number of subscribers increased by 2,000 overnight.

- Thank you so much for making it. Thanks to you, I made it through last night.

- Can you make a lullaby version as well? It's really embarrassing to put a baby to sleep. I think it has a sensor on its back, so I wake up right away when I lie down because I think I'm asleep.

- I want a lullaby. When I really cry and when I get annoyed because I can't sleep. It would be much easier to see the baby if these two were gone.

- Please do a live broadcast. I want to see more Eunwoo. When my baby listens to Eunwoo's song, he smiles softly even while sleeping.

Changhyeon and Youngtak went out to the store with swollen breasts.

“I think the store got better overnight.”

Changhyun said while cleaning.

Sales preparations started soon after.

“I prepared 150 servings today. I hope they all sell.”

It was Changhyeon and Youngtak shouting fighting.

Eunwoo also shouted in his heart.

‘I’m looking forward to the satisfaction of the guests.’

Hyunsoo Maeng's department was coming for lunch with passion tteokbokki.

Maeng Hyeon-soo said that he found a restaurant near the company yesterday.

Maeng Hyeon-soo did not know that he would say that he and Sang-geuk-in would go together.

He had always had lunch with only the members of his department, but the manager, who suddenly became fascinated by the story of the restaurant, said he would join us.

'Having dinner with the manager? No matter how delicious the food is, They say that they found a restaurant for nothing. it's all my fault It's my fault.'

Maeng Hyeon-soo, the manager, and 4 members of the department entered Passion Tteokbokki together.

Changhyun was surprised.

'A bunch of ties in black suits are coming in. Were there many companies nearby?’

Eun-woo watched the new people Maeng Hyeon-soo brought in.

‘Considering that the satisfaction level of that man was 15, I think he came with him because he said it was delicious. Other uncles must also think it's delicious.

But that guy next to me looks older than the guy who came last time, but his expression looks depressed.’

What Eun-Woo looked at carefully was Manager Park of Maeng Hyeon-Soo's department.

After ordering 6 servings of tteokbokki, 3 servings of fried lettuce, and 2 servings of fried lettuce, the people in Maenghyeonsu's department looked at each other with a blank look.

‘What are you talking about? When we're alone, the manager's back talk is a thing. Now that the manager is in front of me, I have nothing to say. Why are you going to join? It’s much more convenient without it.’

A song is heard through their silence.

It was a song that Changhyun recorded last night.

“There is a beautiful secret in this taste of Gimhae water kimchi.

I want to tell you, do you have any side dishes?

I am now Gimhae water kimchi Gimhae water kimchi

tteokbokki tteokbokki tteokbokki tteokbokki tteokbokki

Let's eat together today, this seasoning

Stir-fried Ramen Sari Sausage Rice”

Manager Maeng Hyeon-soo burst out laughing first.

“Pooh.”

It was because the song perfectly sniped the director's father-in-law's gag taste.

As usual, the manager would try to gag well.

As Maeng Hyeon-su listened to it, he thought that the lyrics of the song were getting more and more ridiculous.

'But it's strangely addictive.

what? What are these sick lyrics?’

As he listened to the song, he finally came out with tteokbokki.

'I'm already hungry, but this delicious smell. My salivary glands hurt. I want to eat quickly.’

The six men all started eating tteokbokki on a plate in front of them.

Manager Maeng Hyun-soo, manager Park, thought.

‘Honestly, tteokbokki is children’s food.

Still, when you say it's called Budae Tteokbokki, it's supposed to taste similar to Budae Jjigae.

I came here because I was tired of eating alone.

He looked at his subordinates as being burdened. did you just come

But the soup restaurant and the company restaurant are only a day or two away.

I mean, today's company restaurant menu is fish that I don't like.

I really hate fish. It’s too cumbersome to apply.’

Manager Park ate tteokbokki.

‘What, what does this taste like?’

Director Park remembered the feast noodles he ate in front of his father's school as a child.When Director Park was a sophomore in high school, his grandfather passed away.

On the way up after his grandfather's funeral, his father asked Director Park.

“Myung Jin-ah, there is a high school where my dad graduated from, and the noodle soup sold in front of that high school was really delicious. I want to eat a bowl all the time. Would you like to go with me?”

A shabby snack shop in front of high school where I followed my father.

Banquet noodles, Bibim noodles. There are only two menus.

Manager Park and his father ordered two bowls of noodles for the feast.

Feast noodles served in a bowl full of naengmyeon.

Sesame oil and crushed seaweed powder were sprinkled generously in the cool anchovy broth.

The taste of the hot banquet noodles after eating one egg from the service and then taking a bite.

Like his father who passed away not long ago, Manager Park missed the party noodle restaurant that has now disappeared from the world.

Manager Park ate all the tteokbokki, recalling the feast of noodles that day.

Eun-woo looked at the number that appeared on Director Park's head.

‘12. It's not as good as the last time, but I think you enjoyed it.

Your facial expression also brightened up a lot. Always smile when you say good luck comes to you, uncle.’

Hyeonsu Maeng’s table was completely empty by adding up to 4 servings of fried rice.

Obviously they were men, so they ate a lot.

Young-tak brought a cola as a service.

Eunwoo saw the numbers floating above people's heads.

‘1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2. Since there are a lot of customers, it is very quick to fill the satisfaction level.

I've already filled 520.'

Manager Park calculated the price of the meal as the representative.

“It’s really delicious. I'll count today."

The eyes of the department members including Maeng Hyeon-soo widened.

‘No, Manager Maeng is doing the calculations. That famous bastard.

He doesn’t even buy meals that cost more than 5,000 won.’

The ladies who had visited Cheonggyecheon entered the store.

It was the old woman and her friends who mostly bought dishes at the old-fashioned market.

“Tteokbokki hotpot for 3 people.”

It was lunchtime and the shop was almost empty.

Fortunately, the last vacant seat was occupied by cartoonist Kim Young-man.

Kim Young-man, wearing his fedora and a beige jumper, caught Eun-woo's attention.

'He's an artist-looking grandfather. There is something in the atmosphere.’

Eun-woo looked at Kim Young-man.

After his retirement, Kim Young-man was running a restaurant program called The King of Alleys, named after his cartoon by taking advantage of the popularity of his food comics.

“Give me 1 serving of hot pot tteokbokki, 1 serving of side pot tteokbokki, 1 serving of fried lettuce, and 1 serving of fried vegetables and squid.”

“Isn't that too much? It's a decent amount to eat alone. If you want, I can do half and half.”

Changhyun asked Youngman concerned.

“It’s because I’m sorry that I came alone and made you less. Then please. The young yangban has a sense. thank you."

Changhyeon is 0.5 servings of hot pot tteokbokki, and 0.5 servings of budae hotpot tteokbokki. I made a serving of tempura assorted and served it.

In an instant, Eun-woo saw the number 2 floating on Young-man's head.

‘That grandfather had already reached 2 satisfaction levels before he even ate the food.

After all, service moves people’s hearts as much as food.’

Young-man took courage to consider Chang-hyeon and added a spell.

“I’m sorry, can I add sundae? I want to taste it.”

Changhyun brought an additional sundae.

Youngman slowly raised his chopsticks.

Young-man, who usually likes food, was most excited about this moment before tasting the food at the new restaurant.

‘No, what does this taste like?’

Tteokbokki brought out a memory in Youngman's long memory.

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