I bought 2 packs of chilly flakes for my mom a couple days ago. But when we took our stroll to Namdamum, I found a shop selling the same chilly flakes. I asked the clerk (who changed channel to Chinese after knowing that I can speak Mandarin - I found out that I can communicate with Older generation Koreans with Japanese, and younger Mandarin in Seoul most of the time, interesting!) how much it is, the reply is much cheaper than what I have paid for before. I was a bit upset and he said "Lady, you should buy another pack from me such that, averagely, you don't lose
out too much".
I went back to the nice tofu shop next to my client's office alone. I randomly selected a Tofu Kimchi soup with rice. As Korean restaurant normally does, 4 delicious appetitizers were sent to me. I like each one of them but the raw garlic chives salad is going to make me smell. I don't want the nice food to go to the bin, so I dumped them all into the boiling hot tofu soup - the smell is not that bad if the chives are cooked.
As I was eating happily, the waiter walked past me and saw my empty plate. I know the Korean emotion, I immediately signal him that this is good, no more (I cross my fore arm in front of my chest and said "no more, thank you"). He smiled back and brought back another plate of raw garlic chive salad. Much obliged, I smiled to him but said again "Thank you very much, but this is the last one I hope".
I felt bad if it goes to the bin if I don't eat it and my tofu soup is still hot. There is no reason for me not to eat it - it is very delicious, too. I put all of them into my soup and happily started eating. The waiter came by and saw me smiling - he came back with another 2 dishes of garic chive salad!
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