National Intelligence Service Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - Chapter 422

Episode 422. Florence (2)

When Jin Yu-han heard that he was going to surrender, the flame that had been extinguished in his eyes was revived.

“What is surrender?”

Jin Yu-han loaded detergent into the scrubber again.

As Yeonwoo joined in wearing rubber gloves, the piled up dishes were being resolved to some extent.

“Wow, I can’t imagine how I would have gotten through today without you two. Choi Goppi.”

Ha Sang-jin, a talented actor who was cutting vegetables, raised both hands and gave a thumbs up.

Ha Sang-jin is an actor who often appears in entertainment shows with this concept because he has a good personality and is good at doing difficult things, but Jin Yu-han, who appeared in several works, did not have the opportunity to meet him, so other than a passing greeting at the awards ceremony, there was no contact with him.

Yeonwoo, who was washing dishes in front of the sink, turned her head to look at Ha Sangjin and smiled.

“I was busy with business, so I couldn’t even say hello to you properly. It’s truly an honor to meet you like this, senior.”

“Oh my, what an honor. I am honored. I get to see two of the hottest people these days. Two actors who only associate with pot-bellied guys like the chef and me come here, and the faces of Ji-eun and the writers become bright. .”

Then Chef Lee Jun-seong, who was next to him, placed more vegetables next to Ha Sang-jin and joked.

“No, why are you dragging me along? I still don’t have a stomachache.”

I knew very well that the reason the two people were talking like a skit was to express their gratitude to Yeon-woo and Jin Yu-han and to lighten the potentially awkward atmosphere.

Once the lunch business was over and the dishes were done, I had time to take a breather.

Jin Yu-han lay down in a small room at the back of the store to sleep for a couple of hours, and Yeon-woo helped cut vegetables and knead dough for the evening sales.

“Yeonwoo, are you physically okay?”

“Yes. I’m fine. By the way, when I asked while serving, the customers were quite satisfied. The kimchi sujebi that I sold for lunch.”

Chef Junseong Lee nodded at Yeonwoo’s words.

“I was worried because it was a hot day, but I am happy to see that they are eating surprisingly well.”

When Yeonwoo was stationed in Italy, there were times when he wanted to eat sujebi.

“But the air conditioner was turned on hard inside the store. Italians like things that are slightly spicy, and they also like chewy dough.”

“That’s definitely true. Isn’t there also gnocchi, an Italian-style sujebi?”

Yeonwoo shook her head inwardly at Chef Junseong Lee’s words.

‘Gnocchi and sujebi are similar in appearance but are actually completely different.’

Gnocchi can be compared to Ongsimi if you really want to, but sujebi lovers across the country will be angry if you compare it to spicy kimchi sujebi.

While Yeonwoo was lost in thoughts about the old days when there were almost no Korean restaurants, Chef Junseong Lee quickly made soft tofu stew and stir-fried pork.

“Well, you worked hard, but let’s eat too.”

Seo Ji-eun ran into the side room at the mention of food.

“Yuhan, let’s eat!”

Then, Jin Yu-han, who had only slept for about two hours, came out, rubbing his eyes, in good condition.

“Hmm, then this is Chef Lee Jun-seong’s dish…?”

Lee Jun-seong nodded and smiled at those words.

“Of course. It’s not even called cooking, it’s just something I made with leftover ingredients, but I feel sorry for not being able to make it more delicious even though you came all the way here.”

However, Jin Yuhan sat down with an expression of satisfaction as he was serious about cooking.

“When you return to Seoul, please stop by our restaurant. I will reward you properly.”

Lee Jun-seong was also sincere in his gratitude to the big star who came as a surprise guest, as it was a program under his own name, Lee’s.

Then Yeonwoo got lucky.

“Chef, do you know that Yuhan is very interested in cooking and has good skills? He is so sincere that we at Saebyeol even ran a program called ‘Cooking Class’ as our own YouTube content.”

“Oh! Really? Now that I think about it, I think I’ve heard of it…”

Jin Yu-han looked away as if he was embarrassed by the words of Yeon-woo and Chef Lee Jun-seong.

“When you get back to Seoul, why don’t you teach Yuhan how to cook? This guy doesn’t usually appear on entertainment shows, but when he heard that he could meet the chef, he came without hesitation.”

Seo Ji-eun joked about Yeon-woo’s next words.

“What, didn’t you come because of me?”

And then Lee Jun-seong nodded willingly.

“Oh, of course it’s good for me. I also like teaching cooking, so I go to universities to lecture, so if a famous actor like this wants to learn with passion…”

Then, Yeonwoo entered ‘Ryu Fox Mode’ again and his brain quickly turned around.

“Oh, you’re also giving lectures. Then, how about filming a simple YouTube video of how to cook Korean food, with Chef Lee Jun-seong teaching and Yuhan helping as an assistant? These days, when dining out and delivery culture become mainstream, The number of people cooking their own food is also continuing to decrease.”

Lee Jun-seong nodded his head in agreement with Yeon-woo’s words.

“Well, when I look at young people these days, I feel sad that even though they are Korean, they don’t know how to cook Korean food…”

“I’m just speaking spontaneously, so let’s go back to Seoul and have a detailed discussion. Our Saebyeol Tube audience is mainly young people or foreigners who are interested in Korea, so I think it would definitely be good for the public interest to plan content like this. “I like it.”

Chef Junseong Lee nodded as if he was fascinated by Yeonwoo’s words.

“Oh, it’s young people and foreigners…”

Looking at that expression, Yeonwoo nodded with satisfaction.

It seemed like I could whip up a piece of content.

Jin Yu-han and Seo Ji-eun just rolled their eyes left and right in admiration as the ping-pong game was played in an instant before their eyes.

As expected, there was no separate housekeeper for Saebyeol.

***

The evening business was finished, and the members, who had fallen asleep from the hard work as soon as they got to the accommodation, quickly left the accommodation the next day.

The only one who is still alive is Yeonwoo.

“How is Yeonwoo’s physical strength so strong? I heard you went out jogging in the morning too?”

Last night, members who were much older than Yeonwoo and Jin Yuhan decided to talk to them more comfortably.

Yeonwoo grinned at Ha Sangjin’s question.

“Training is my hobby.”

“Oh, that’s right. Come to think of it, those real soldiers also appeared and won in a survival entertainment show, right? Wow, how are they so good at that?”

“I was just having fun…”

“He’s just a monster.”

Seo Ji-eun also nodded at Jin Yu-han’s added words.

“But is it run by just three people? I saw there were quite a few customers yesterday.”

“Oh, originally, there was one more person. Due to schedule, he will be joining tomorrow. I didn’t expect it to be this busy the day after the business. You know he’s Ray’s Dongbin, right? Idol.”

Yeonwoo nodded to Ha Sangjin’s answer.

To be honest, I didn’t know much about idols other than Xyz, which Dongha was in, but I couldn’t show off as an old man, so I pretended to know a little bit.

Yeonwoo and the members who went to the store finished preparing for lunch and opened the door.

But the atmosphere was noticeably different from yesterday.

“What? Why aren’t there any customers?”

Even though Florence is a city visited by many tourists, it is also a city with a large number of office workers living here.

Even if it wasn’t from work, many people from government offices and nearby merchants came by during lunch hours.

Even just yesterday, there were so many people that Seo Ji-eun’s soul was lost.

“···I don’t have much today, do I?”

Even after 30 minutes of business, only three tables were occupied.

There are ten tables in the hall, but compared to yesterday, they were never more than half full.

“No, I thought I would come back with my friends since yesterday’s guests had eaten everything, so I also cut up a lot of pumpkins. Why aren’t you coming?”

Chef Lee Jun-seong also came out of the kitchen, looked at the empty hall, and looked back.

Today’s menu is soft tofu stew and stir-fried pork that I ate with the staff yesterday.

In fact, I expected it to sell better than Kimchi Sujebi because it had meat.

“Wait a minute. I’ll take a look around here!”

Seo Ji-eun took off her apron and went outside to spy.

***

Seo Ji-eun, who came back about 5 minutes later, rushed over and spoke to Chef Lee Jun-seong and Yeon-woo like a child who was telling the teacher about the mistakes of the classmate next to him.

“No, there’s a pizza place right around the corner from us! I think they really targeted us on purpose! There are 5 days left of filming, and they put up a special sale on their food for the next 5 days only. The place is bustling with people.”

“···Special sale?”

It’s not Christmas season, it’s not festival season, but the restaurant is having a sale…

Certainly, if you take into account the period of the sale, it is probably a policy that is largely conscious of lease restaurants.

Lee Jun-seong shook his head, unzipping his back, adjusting his sanitary hat.

“There’s nothing we can do. It’s a matter of livelihood for the merchants here as well.”

Then the producer shook his head and approached.

“That’s not true. Our production crew could be criticized for stealing customers from nearby restaurants because of filming, so we compensated sufficiently in advance.”

Then the story was different.

“Uh huh, then they will make up for their losses to some extent with the money they received from us as compensation, so they are going to go on sale and increase sales? Does this make you feel a little upset?”

It was just as Ha Sang-jin said.

I don’t have the right to argue that they would sell their food at a low price, but I asked them to understand that we were filming for only a week and even paid them compensation, but to be honest, it seemed petty to come out like this.

“Jieun, is the owner of that pizza place a guy with a long yellow mustache and a bigger belly than me?”

“Huh? That’s right. How did you know?”

When Seo Ji-eun nodded at Ha Sang-jin’s words, Ha Sang-jin said that this conversation should not be broadcast.

“I wasn’t going to say anything, but he was one of the customers who came as soon as the door opened yesterday, and he went on at length about how he runs a pizza place nearby. I could only understand the very basics, so I just smiled and nodded. But at the end, it felt strongly like a slightly racist remark? There is a nuance that can be felt.”

“Hmm…”

Yeonwoo, who was listening intently, was stroking her chin and thinking, and the PD tried to divert the conversation, perhaps because he thought it was necessary to lighten the mood to some extent.

“Oh, that’s better. Then, since our cast members are having a hard time, let’s keep business a little rough, and during break time, our actors can go see Florence and come up with a healing concept, right?”

Yeonwoo scratched her head at PD Kim Woojun’s words.

I thought about it yesterday too, but I was more confident in killing than healing.

As the PD said that, Ha Sang-jin also stretched and continued speaking.

“Oh, there’s nothing we can do. We can’t promote it to Florence on a large scale. I tried to show the taste of our country’s food to Italians as much as possible…”

At those words, Yeonwoo fiddled with his smartphone and looked at the PD.

“Can I invite some Italian acquaintances?”

“Are you talking about an acquaintance? Oh my, we’re so happy to be on the air.”

“Yeonwoo, do you know anyone in Italy?”

“Well, I don’t know if it’s within a reasonable distance, but I thought I’d ask.”

Yeonwoo made a call by pressing the contact number displayed on the smartphone screen.

The colleagues pointed guns at each other in the finals, but at the after party, they shook off their bitterness and became friends over a refreshing drink.

Famous Italian singer.

European hunter.

Grumpy old man.

– Oh, Mr. Ryu. He is a man I recognize.

Marco Banchero answered the phone.