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Channel Master - 25 Coins

After a while, Hansoo wakes up.

He realized that the video I just saw was still in his head. I remember everything about lyrics and choreography.

I even sang a song in my mind.

Back in the day, the tune and the beating were all shit, but now they were getting a little closer together.

Hansoo came out, murmuring a girl group song without even knowing it.

My mom, sitting in the living room, looked at the action and asked.

“Have you been to school? How did it go?”

Hansoo said without hesitation.

“I decided not to. ”

“What? Are you crazy? Why?”

“His daughter didn't seem eager to study. What are you going to do if you teach me? ”

“Still 10 million causes · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Would you give me 10 million won so easily if I didn't make it? I'm just teaching without a contract. I won't do it unless my aunt takes responsibility for me. ”

“I understand. ”

Unexpectedly, Mother succumbed to Han Soo's opinions.

Rather, Hansoo was surprised by the appearance.

“It's because you have an idea. But you know you have to take care of your expenses, right? ”

“Don't worry, I got this. ”

There were other ways to make money than study abroad.

Rather, I was worried that I was running out of time.

Then Hansoo checked the time.

At seven o'clock in the evening, it was time for my father to return.

“Is something wrong? ”

“I want to treat my father something. ”

“You mean the ones you left in the fridge? ”

“Yes, the last meal I heard from my father. I made it once. ”

“What? How did you find that again? ”

“What a world it is today. If you look on the Internet, you'll see all kinds of things. By the way, is your grandmother from Gangwon Province? ”

“Probably. Gangwon knows that too. Why is that?”

“Then this must be the right answer. It's called raw dough, but it's also said that Gangwon is a homegrown food in Jung Jung. ”

“Ask him when he comes. Maybe you'd really like it if it was true. Especially if you catch a cold. That's what I've always been looking for. ”

“I have to.”

At that time, the front door was opened to tell me that the tiger was coming.

My fatigued father was coming through the front door.

“Father!"

“Huh? What brings you here? ”

“I'm disappointed to hear you say that. Here, give me your bag. ”

“· · · · · · Don't you have any allowance? What's wrong? Don't fit in. ”

“Even if it's not like that. ”

“Yes, thank you. ”

My father went into the room.

Hansoo looked at the back of his father taking off his suit. More and more, my father's back was baking, narrowing, and limping. Although he had always thought he would always be a strong and protective shield, aging as he grew older was inevitable.

When my dad changed his clothes like that, my mom in the living room looked at him and said,

“Honey, Hansoo has a gift for you. So let's get you cleaned up. ”

“Huh? A gift? What gift?”

“If you're curious, wash up quickly and come out. If you don't wash, you won't get any presents. ”

Eventually, my father grumbled and went to the bathroom.

Soon after, my father came out of the bathroom. My hair was wet as if I was showering.

Then my father came to my mother and asked her.

“What's a gift? ”

“Look at the table. ”

On the dining table, Hansoo had three kinds of meat pre-heated.

“Your son is almost a saint. I guess we made it out. Now, let's see if this is a recipe for memories. ”

“My grandmother's hometown, and probably the dead dough my father had when he was a kid. So I looked at the dough, and they say they use freshwater fish as a material. And when I realized that it smelled like mud, I thought about catfish and mudfish and snails, and I made it for myself. Try it.”

My father sat on the table without saying a word.

Then he started with the dough made of catfish, and he started eating with a spoonful that would die one after the other.

Every time he did, he didn't say anything.

I wanted to say something, but my father's appearance was so godly that I couldn't say anything.

And he cleaned out all three bowls.

Hansoo carefully asked.

“Did you find the taste in memories? ”

“· · · · · · · No, I couldn't find the flavor. ”

“Is that so?"

I was worried, and I had a hunch.

However, Hansoo bit his lip.

When I made the dough at home, I realized Hansoo. No matter how much I make my own delicious dough, it is impossible to restore the dish from my father's memory.

because memories are cosmetic.

And it gets thicker and thicker over time.

But almost forty years passed.

During that time, the memories were beautified.

That meant that no matter how great a chef I was, there was a gap that I couldn't keep up with.

It was then.

You have a notification.

Hansoo closed his eyes without saying a word.

[Quest ‘Cooking Remaining in Father's Memory’ has been reimagined.]

[You can get one more channel.]

[You have three channels (except Sports) among the lowest.]

[If you get to ‘Sports’, you can also get channels in the parent category.]

It was right to be happy.

Now that you've completed your quest, you've got another channel.

I couldn't make it taste the same. But we succeeded in reproducing it. The dishes that remained in my father's memory were definitely dough.

However, the back end was not clean.

I had regrets instead of joy.

The thought of failure did not attempt to fall to the ceiling.

Then Hansoo looked at his father.

He thought he had failed, but his father was smiling brightly.

“Isn't it a failure? ”

My father smiled and said.

“What a failure. No matter how much you cook, you can't keep up. That's what memories are for. ”

“Still · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Thank you, son. ”

“Yes?”

“Thank you. That reminds me of the taste my mother gave me back then. I couldn't help but feel how much my mother cared for me. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“Didn't I tell you the name of this piece of meat was crust? Yeah, I thought that was a pretty unique name back then. ”

“Huh? Did you know that the name of the die was a dough? ”

“Well, it's a good world these days. It's easy to find in a few internet searches. ”

It's strange that there are so many clues, but we can't find them.

Then why did Hansoo's father hide it?

Even before Hansoo asked, Hansoo's father said.

“When I was a child, I wanted to taste it again, so I looked around. I've been to a store with a famous dough maker, and I've never been to one of the neighborhoods. But I still couldn't taste the dough my mother made me at that time. Haha, that's why I asked you to bury it in memory for no reason. I didn't expect it to come to this. ”

“I see.”

“But I like it. It's not the dough that my mother gave me at the time, but it's a new memory because my son made it for me. Haha.”

Hansoo was able to smile brightly along with his father.

After entering the room, Hansoo gazed silently at the Brown tube TV. It's a television that my grandmother loved. But the exterior is very old, and inside it is equipped with state-of-the-art A.I., which is impossible to make with modern science.

Thanks to this television, I was able to get a perfect score on my math proficiency test, cook as well as a Michelin-grade 3-star chef, and almost became a tutor who received 10 million won per month. All because of this television.

My father's dishes failed to replicate perfectly, but I was able to make other memories with him.

Hansoo mutters to himself, looking at the television.

Who the hell made this television? ’

"Why am I the only one with this ability? ’

I was curious about that.

It was then that the television turned on. Then the screen started to appear.

The television showed a lot of celebrities on the screen.

Great people, all together, who have left a name in history.

They were all the same people who had been at the top of their field in their time.

It was then.

Great people grow smaller and smaller as puzzle pieces, and the pieces begin to form a portrait of one person.

The moment I saw the portrait, Hansoo opened his eyes wide.