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Lisa had a lot of dreams.
If it was because she was romantic and emotional, it would have been pretty cool. But her reason was pretty shabby. She did not ask for sleep deeply. It was not like that since I was born. Was Ela from birth? Or when I had her.
Ella was not a triumph in her life. She was happy. It was the last hope for her in the box of Pandora where all the plagues had come out.
Hope, however, was not the same as it was originally intended. The deeper the more hope is, the shallower the sleep will be. Hope brings in the mind, and the mind dries out the sleep.
But Lisa did not hate it. In the past, there was a time when it felt a bit difficult. However, from the time she heard that her time was short, the dream felt rather like a gift. As long as I dream, I would have been able to survive the time that I had died in my sleep.
And recently there was another reason. As far as dreams are concerned, the impossible becomes possible. We can meet people who can not meet.
"Dad."
Lisa smiled gently. Jack was in front. He did not say anything. But I did not have to say anything. The fact that I can see her face and that I can catch her hands gives Lisa a sense of relief that she really has everything.
Lisa has been telling stories like this for a long time. How are you doing now, how are you feeling, how well Ella is at school. When I talked about it, I naturally had a talk about Paul.
"It's a nice guy. I'm a doctor and I'm so handsome. I am tall and have a lot of exercise, so I like my body. I feel like I can walk any distance if I'm with you. "
"Ella and I have not been friends yet. But if you meet, you might get acquainted. It might be a selfish thought, but I can not hope that the guy will fill up what Ella is missing.
"I wanted to meet you at first. I felt like I was not supposed to ruin my twisted life because of a man. But … The man is a doctor. It 's a pain reliever. Even if you treat me, I think I will not hurt · · ·. "
"What do you think?"
Jack did not answer. Lisa knew this was a dream. So I knew why Jack did not answer. If Jack answers, it's Jack's answer that Lisa knew. But it could not be a real jack in the end. If it was not the real Jack's answer, I did not want to hear it. I'll just get confused.
There was a contradictory human being who did not want to answer the question. Lisa slowly held her in Jack's arms. And suddenly thought. Was Jack's arms so hard? When I looked up and thought so, there was Paul where Jack was.
"· · · · Are you awake?
The sun was shining. In the window, in Paul 's eye, on his beard. Lisa nodded slowly.
"Yes, I woke up."
There was no big change in Lisa's daily routine because Paul was involved. Sometimes I have a day to sleep with Paul, not Ella, and I have more days to eat with Paul as I have always eaten alone with Ella. And, I feel a little more confident. His own source was that Paul was a doctor. No one else, a doctor, loves to meet her. tional outlets. It does not mean that Paul believes that Lisa will not die. If he was foolish enough to start a relationship with someone to die, he would not have become a doctor in the first place.
But then, Lisa could not directly ask Paul. Do you believe that I can really survive everything and live healthy? I could not confirm Paul 's answer as a doctor or his lover in the first place.
There is faith. It is just a little vague faith.
And as much as that belief, a little vague, peace has also come. Just like now.
"Ella will take me. Rissa You rest. "
"· · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·"
Lisa opened her mouth. She peeked at Ella's attention and dragged Paul to where she could not hear. And I opened my mouth quietly.
"Seriously?"
"I do not know what the question is."
"The relationship with me, the heart to Ella, everything is all serious, right?"
"Do you need this question? From beginning to end, I have never been to you as a crook. "
"······indeed. I guess. But I'm still nervous. If you leave me so deeply in the world of Ella, that one day, I suddenly feel so cold, and if I just walk away … I will, but Ella will really hurt. "
Paul realized that Lisa was now thinking of her as a mother, not as a woman. He turned his head as if for a moment, and looked back at Lisa again.
"I thought for a moment. What I'm doing is boiling for a while. And when it's cool, I'm irresponsible enough to leave it at random. "
"… Answer …?"
"I'm worried."
Paul said briefly.
"Doctor's choice should always be cautious. If I shake my hand once, it might just rip my nerves and blood vessels. So the doctor's judgment is always taken after a deep thought. Even though the time is short, we have the ability to think more than anyone in that short time. "
"So?"
"I thought a lot about you, long, deep, and much."
The person who makes the best choice in a short time has spent a long time. Lisa realized the meaning of the word and shook her eyelids.
"Did you answer?"
Lisa reached out instead of the answer. There were two lunch boxes in his hand. Paul looked at her with a strange look.
"Why are two lunch boxes?"
"One is yours. It's a sandwich made with my own baked bread. Do you like sandwiches? "
"… very good."
That’s great.
Lisa laughed lightly.
"Ella, I want you to go to school."
The Grand Chef 's finals are now a few days away. Of course, there was no reason for Kaya and Cho to get busy. The preparation of the final was part of Peter and Gwen, and all they could do was go there and taste their efforts.
I thought it would be pretty boring to wait until the final, but it was not. Kaya muttered, staring blankly at the screen.
Inconceivable!
What she was looking at now was the recipe submitted to this regular lab. To be precise, it was the number of recipes submitted.
"Thirteen thirty … thirteen thirteen! Minjun! Does this make sense? It makes sense! "
"Calm down. It's enough. "
"Thirteen, rather than thirteen, only thirteen came out, but I would have thought a lot … What? What the hell are you doing? "
It was not unreasonable that Kaya was astonished. In fact, my heart was puzzled because my heart was pounding.
Thirteen. On the Internet, where hundreds of millions of posts are coming out, the number of recipes may not feel so great. But it was not. People were silly about showing the recipe that they made.
It was also difficult to find an open recipe because Cho Min-joon was praised when he announced his recipe for Joe Regano. Even now that the Internet has been created, there are many people who work for Ramen shop for several years to find out the secret of broth.
However, Cho did not think that the chefs who did not disclose the recipes were wrong. He understood. No copyright is guaranteed for the recipe. It was unavoidable because of the nature of the dish, but even so, I was angry when the chefs were making the same dish at the same restaurant that I could not mix.
As a result, the number of recipes submitted to this regular lab now has to be exceptional. And the anomaly was not the end here.
"… Tony Lund? Is not this guy famous in Sweden? "
"Uh, maybe a restaurant owner chef with two separate people."
"But did you send the recipe?"
Yeah, right.
Cho Min-jun also said with a little embarrassed expression. Among the chefs who were not noticed, I thought there would be a few who sent recipes to them, but I could not even imagine that even the big ones would send recipes to them.
He will, too. There is no reason to send it. It shows the recipe that I dare to imagine to anyone else without any price. Also, looking at the recipes sent by Tony Lund now, the expected cooking score was 9 points. It was not a recipe that I usually thought of as a sincerity.
Then I sent them such recipes. A recipe that is no different than a child.
What's funny is that Tony Lund is not the case. Apart from Tony Lund, well-known chefs from various countries, mainly the US, have sent their recipe to Cho Min-joon. Seeing some added messages with the recipe, Cho soon narrowed his eyes. Their intentions were read to some extent.
"Winning strategy."
"Winning strategy?"
"lets think. Let's say their recipe is served in this regular lab. What do they lose? "
"Do you have …?"
"Not at all. If you succeed in this regular lab, you will get a reputation for success, and if you do not succeed it will be covered to some extent because of the limitations of this regular lab kitchen.
In a nutshell, it is a business that you will not lose. As soon as it is done, it should not be done. Anyway, the PR is going to be unconditional. "
"Are you going to use us as an advertising medium?"
"It is not a use. It's a suggestion. I know you will need a good recipe. I'll give you my recipe. Whether you write or not write your mind. But it will not be a proposal to lose. How roughly this feeling? "
"… How do you judge?"
As the story suddenly went too far in business, Kaya did not seem to be well aware of what was right. Cho did not explain it prematurely. He cleared Kaya's shoulder and calmed her down.
"Do not worry, you can not judge right now. Just what we have to think about now is that not only amateurs but also professionals are quite interested in our league. "
It was a flow that Cho Min-joon did not expect. But at the same time it was also a very good flow. I can get all the recipes from the famous chefs. Even if it can not be put on the regular lap, it has been helpful enough to refine their cooking skills.
Of course, if the pros intervene, amateurs will be less able to play as well … · · · It was a problem to think about later. Cho Min-jung thought quietly. Their league. okay . . . This is the league. The chefs push my recipe, ask if you think this is okay, and ask them to write if they do not mind.
And Kaya became the owner of the league. To be precise, Kaya and Chloe became owners of this league. And Cho Min-jun is a little bit but he is putting his foot on the league. No, actually I had to look at the actual owners as Chominjun and Kaya. What they were asking for was, actually, rather than this regular lap, it was Jotus.
Cho Min-joon thought for a moment.
Bravo
No matter how you think, it was a jackpot.
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