By the time he returned to the kitchen, Soomin was cleaning up while humming. Goyeon was gnawing on a leftover patty like a wild dog and looked almost offended when he caught Wooyun looking.
Wooyun found the sight amusing, but let the dragon have his peace. It didn't take long before word got out. Not even an hour passed before Ga Ho came back with three more aides in tow, each one asking, some shyly, others not, for a taste. Ma Dasom apparently loved it and was requesting a second one if possible.
"Huh," Wooyun said, arms crossed as he surveyed the growing demand. "These things really might be a hit."
The thought began to turn in his head, slow at first, then faster.
A food stall… no, too small. A shop? Maybe. A branded burger line? Delivery service?
He could see it now: fried potato skewers, sweet buns, spicy noodles, dumplings with cheese… All kinds of dishes that no one in this world had ever tasted before.
