episode_0046

Everything at Ruth Orphanage goes through the nuns.

It was a difficult task for someone with almost no hearing to handle alone, but she quietly did her job without showing a single complaint.

“Donate! Donate! Money..!”

Behind a seemingly benevolent smile, there exists a woman who loves money more than anyone else.

The reason nuns love money is simple. Although capital is not everything in this world, it has equivalent power to her.

From a long time ago, she hated people who said they didn’t like money. They only say that on the outside, but in reality, they love goods more than anyone else.

A man who sold his daughter for a gambling debt, or a bishop who raises taxes and preaches about God’s mercy.

‘Sick hypocrites.’

Whenever I saw them intoxicated with a sense of moral superiority, I felt sick and twisted inside.

Well, it’s not my place to say anything.

For the expelled nun, money was the most important thing next to life.

The reason I don’t quit my extremely difficult daycare job is because I need to make money first.

Yesterday, I barely finished work and was bruised when the man came to see me.

A white-haired man who looks like a boy at first glance, but also looks like a young man from another perspective.

Dark circles that look somewhat tired, and sharp eyes.

From an objective perspective, he had an appearance that could be called a handsome young man.

“He is someone who will be a benefactor here.”

The tone of voice was irritating. It didn’t matter since I couldn’t hear it anyway.

After talking, the nun was convinced.

‘He’s a fan.’

This man is the perfect person to take advantage of.

Arrogant, proud, with a face and tone that suggests he has never experienced hardship.

Born into a prominent noble family and raised without any shortcomings, he is a childish boy who knows nothing about the world.

Isn’t that too much of a leap? Since they don’t know what’s going on in the world, they can only spend a huge sum of 500 gold by washing their image.

The nun knew better than anyone else how to deal with these types.

If you adjust accordingly, never cross the line, and treat it faithfully, money will come rolling in on its own. The more you think about it, the better it is to use.

500 gold? I’ve never made any money on my own, so my sense of money is probably like this. The nun snorted and laughed.

What was surprising was that he actually came here the next day to volunteer.

This may also be a form of image laundering, but few people actually visit.

‘Even if they come, most people just take a picture with them and then leave. ‘Does this person want to do the same?’

My personal feeling is that I would rather just take promotional photos and go back. Children are surprisingly affectionate, so they get depressed when someone they have become close with does not come back.

I wish they would just stay still and give me money. Don’t do useless or unhelpful things like volunteer work.

While I was scrubbing the floor with a mop while thinking that, this nobleman spoke again. It’s annoying to read lips.

“Can I cook dinner?”

Oh really. This man is so dirty. The nun frowned deeply, but soon put on a business expression.

“Ahaha. You’re good at telling jokes. Is there a nobleman who can cook?”

“It’s right in front of your eyes.”

That arrogant tone makes blood pour out of my head. Let’s be patient. The other party is the customer. This is a customer who donated 500 gold.

Of course, the nun wasn’t angry at Dyers for nothing. This is because large-scale cooking is on a different level from regular cooking, and the loss in case of failure is serious.

In the end, it’s up to us to take care of everything.

‘He looks like he’s never cooked before. Does this look like water? This is so hard, you brat.’

This is why I hate nobles.

Since the people below do it for you, they think they are really good at it. In reality, I don’t know how painful it is.

What can a person who has never cooked before do?

“If anything, you can bet.”

“It would be fun to make a bet, right?”

The nun swallowed her anger and accepted the bet. 10 gold is money left over even after paying for the materials.

“Oooh..! Get out of here!”

“Mom! I don’t want to eat what that person cooks!”

“The hair is white! It’s a snowman..!”

“Guys, making fun of people is not a good thing to do.”

The children expressed strong hostility toward the man, as if they were representing the nun’s opinion.

She agreed, pretending to dissuade him.

“Is it a knife?”

The childish boy ignored the children’s words and grabbed a kitchen knife.

A knife that has been used for more than 10 years and has become dull and dull.

The nun stared at the scene with eyes that had no hope left in her eyes.

‘Ugh.. I wonder if the tendon will be cut properly..’

However, the scene behind it becomes increasingly unbelievable.

He took out a thick piece of meat from the bag onto the cutting board. Looking at the flesh, it is a soft part. Are you planning on making stew?

‘The choice itself is okay… but it’s surprising that they didn’t use materials from the orphanage. Is it like pride as an aristocrat?’

Anyway, it was a good thing. Because material prices have solidified. The nun cried out in joy.

The child closed his eyes for a moment and finally started moving the knife. Suddenly, the nun looked at him with serious eyes.

Soon the kitchen knife moves.

Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da!

“This feeling… It’s been a while. Is this speed still the limit?”

“…uh?”

The sword, or rather the kitchen knife, was not visible at all. When I got closer and checked, the meat was beautifully cut in a consistent shape.

What happened now?

Although the nun was confident in her cooking, she had never heard of such knife skills.

Of course, the quality of the knife is not a criterion for judging cooking skills, but I was confident that it was something out of the ordinary.

Even the expression on his face that says he doesn’t like it…

The childish boy, or rather the master, started cutting again.

“That’s right. This is what it feels like.”

The nun swallowed her saliva without realizing it.

Dangerous. An incredibly spectacular performance. It is a technique itself.

Even the kids who were teasing him were appreciating it with their pupils dilated.

“Wow..!!”

“Mama! Your brother is really good at using a knife..!”

“It’s cool..! It smells delicious too!”

Before I knew it, the master had peeled the carrots, potatoes, and onions, cut them all up, and put them in the pot along with the meat.

It took only 3 minutes to get here.

‘You can cut ingredients for at least 15 people so quickly..?! The shape is also consistent like that…?’

After putting in all the ingredients, including beef, carrots, potatoes, and onions, I even added red wine that I don’t know where it came from.

Then add various seasonings to another frying pan and make the sauce. As expected, skillful workmanship,

“Come here and see.”

“Wow… yes?!”

“Look at the liver.”

“Oh yes..”

In response to his command-like request, the nun lightly licked the spoon he handed her.

The first taste is sweet, but the final taste is savory and savory.

She suddenly forgot about the 10 gold bread and spoke with an expression of admiration.

“It’s really delicious..?”

The master slightly raised the corner of his mouth at the nun’s puzzled expression. His eyes, which had always looked tired, regained some vitality.

“Thank goodness.”

“….That’s it, you’re done, right?”

“okay.”

“Did you just see Mama…? Aren’t you two dating?”

“I’m in love~”

“Uuuu… Mom, I’m so disappointed..”

They just licked the spoon to see the seasoning, but that’s how it was reflected in the children’s eyes. The nun didn’t really refute it.

The more you deny something like that, the more you make fun of it. You shouldn’t pay any attention to it at all.

The only thing left to do now is boil. A fragrant smell tingled my nose. The nun drooled without realizing it.

“Just wait a moment. It’s almost done.”

“looks delicious..!”

“Hyung, can I eat it too?”

“Don’t eat all the people who criticized you earlier!”

“W-Where is that thing..!”

Before he knew it, his reputation had changed from being a stranger to the kids to being a good cook.

“That’s it. I’ll hand it out to you one by one, so just wait. This is beef stew.”

When I opened the lid, the delicious-looking stew revealed itself.

The children followed the order and received their rations in turn, without anyone saying anything. The same was true for the nun.

“…..”

A delicious smell fills my nose.

The children are already mindlessly eating the stew.

“and….”

“Well.. it’s delicious..”

“This is my first time eating something like this..”

The nun put a spoon full of stew into her mouth with a nervous look on her face.

“……”

The combination of beef cooked to the right amount of heat and the moderately sweet yet salty broth creates an exquisite harmony.

Moreover, I felt a sense of refreshment that I could not find after washing my eyes of the greasy feeling.

I think it tasted like this at a high-end restaurant I went to only once when I was young.

I turn my head and look to the side and see a young master with an arrogant face.

When he saw the nun, he opened his mouth as if it was ridiculous.

“Call me Dyers.”

“…..”

I feel resentful. However, she couldn’t say anything because she had no choice but to admit it.

Dyers, realizing his intention, stretched out his hand. The nun suddenly grabbed his hand.

“..? What are you doing now?”

“Now, didn’t you hold it out for me to catch?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The eyes of the man who said that were clear at a glance. As if there is only one thing to wish for.

The nun soon felt death. The god of cooking was before my eyes.

“Give me the money.”

“I’m hard of hearing, sir. Bye then.”

Bet 10 gold.

That thing never existed from the beginning..!

“Give me the money.”

“Ugh…Ugh…!”

“Huhhh.. Here..”

A lot of money was stolen.

The nun revised her assessment of him.

I’m not an ordinary ‘hogu’.