Chapter 117

Chapter 117

I don't know how delicious this meat is, but about 30,000 won (23 USD) for 100g is too much.

The large potato pizza, which weighs about 1kg, costs 28,000 won, and the tray jajangmyeon for two people is 16,000 won.

This doesn't make sense.

Uncle Bang lit the iron plate on the table.

As I was observing the meat because I was suspicious, grandpa declared his surrender to Aunt Mirae

"Do you get it now, teacher?"

Aunt Mirae showed off her victory by stretching her shoulders.

"If you treat me like this, someday your students will also do the same. Dont forget, you are a teacher now.

"Just because I treat them equally like friends that dont mean they will lose their respect for me. Words are not needed to show respect to others."

"Just as thoughts follow actions, words and actions affect thoughts."

Look. You're already teaching."

"Of course, before being your colleague, Im your teacher."

Come on, teacher!

Uncle Bang checked the temperature of the iron plate by hand and finally opened the beef package named shrimp meat.

"Shrimp meat?"

"It's called that because it looks like a shrimp."

It's even more suspicious.

I didn't enjoy eating beef, since it wasn't a food ingredient that was hard to access.

When the cow in the village got old and died, it was slaughtered and shared, and other than that, it was not a very expensive ingredient, so it used to be used as a stew ingredient.

I know what it tastes like because I have cut it and grilled it before.

I know the taste, so I don't understand the irrationality of receiving 30,000 won per 100g of beef under the name of shrimp meat.

SHRILLLL

Uncle Bang put beef on the heated grill.

A savory smell comes up with the sound of the meat being cooked.

"Come to think of it, when is the professors retirement ceremony?"

"What do you mean retirement ceremony? I dont want to disturb the schedules of my busy students.

"What do you mean by that, teacher? Everyone is saying that your retirement ceremony is a reunion. So you have to do it."

If you want to have a reunion, you can do it separately.

Dont even dream about it, teacher. No one will miss the teacher's retirement ceremony. Most of the graduates will probably come?"

I think there will be many people seeing how popular grandpa is.

Uncle Bang flipped over the beef.

The appearance is not very different, but it does not smell like meat I have tasted before, so I wonder if it is special.

"Isn't that okay? The exhibition will also be held at the time of the retirement ceremony, right? It's been a long time since you had an exhibition.

"Hmm."

"Consider it, teacher! There is a lot of works, too. We'll make room for it.

"Let's think about it.

"No, you can't think about it. You have to do it.

"If you tell me, I'll look into it. I have always wanted to take charge of Professor's exhibition."

I think my grandfather is hesitating.

"I also want to see grandpas exhibition."

When I helped Uncle Bang and Aunt Mirae, grandpa agreed after exhaling a long breath.

As Aunt Mirae said, I want him to let go of the burden he had as an educator and now want him to live his second life as an Artist.

It would not be a bad idea for the retirement ceremony to be the return of Artist Ko Sooyeol.

Uncle Bang held up the scissors.

I wondered what he was doing with that, but suddenly he started to cut the meat.

I was so surprised that I looked at the people around me, but no one thinks it was weird.

I can't believe hes cutting the meat with scissors.

It's an unexpected idea.

I didn't know when I ate pork meat because it was cut into small-sized pieces.

Now that I think about it, that should have been also cut with scissors.

"Its ready."

Uncle Bang placed the meat on the plate and put it on the table.

Grandpa and Aunt Mirae took one piece each.

"It's delicious."

"What is this?"

Jang Mirae and Cha Sihyeon looked at the recovery capsule up and down.

Ko Hun looked up at his smiling grandfather and felt emotional.

After being disowned by his father and uncle in his previous life, he was always treated as a problem child of the family, and he was ignored by all his siblings other than his brother Theodore.

He felt lonely throughout his life.

The only thing that soothed his loneliness during his last days was the letter from his younger brother.

But now it was different.

He was surrounded by people who really loved him

Thank you.

Michelle Platini, who was working late, stretched.

She was planning a tour of Europe by collecting Henry Marceau's representative works, in addition to running the Marceau Gallery.

Since she was in charge of the entire exhibition from decorating the exhibition hall to finding sponsors, she felt like it wouldn't be possible even if she possessed 12 bodies.

However, looking at Henry Marceau's self-portrait made her laugh for no reason.

"Shall we do the rest tomorrow?"

Michelle turned off the lights in the office.

Employees have long since left work, so only the indicator lights inside the gallery should be on, but a light leaked from Henry Marceau's office on the other side.

Michelle opened the door in wonder.

Henry was making a serious face in front of the computer.

What are you doing?

come here.

Michelle shrugged and headed toward him.

On the monitor, 766 Self-portraits of Henry Marceau, which had been digitized, were displayed as files.

Looking at his portfolio, she wondered if he wanted to add a piece to the tour.

What? Are you going to add more?

Choose one.

Michelle chose [Henry Marceau 285] while sweeping down the screen.

Like an Egyptian mural, it was a unique self-portrait painted with only eyes facing the front.

"This one,"

Henry nodded after thinking one more time.

All right.

What are you going to do?

Present for that little brat's birthday.

Little brat? Hun?

Who else?

So you want to give this as a gift?

Henry nodded and Michelle frowned.

Hun hated him sending a series of [Marceau's Jewel], so she was confused when she heard that he would send a self-portrait as a birthday present.

I think he'll hate it.

Michelle shrugged and sat on the sofa.

"How about something normal?"

Henry turned to Michelle's suggestion.

He folded his arms as if asking her to continue talking.

He seems to like coloring books.

Anybody can give that as a gift.

He'll like it more than your self-portrait.

No way.

Michelle shook her head.

She knew very well that he would never change his decision.

So, when is his birthday?

June 23rd.

(To be Continued)

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