43 Chapter 43 - The First Meal in Three Days (1/2)
Translated by: ShawnSuh
Edited by: SootyOwl
”I see what you're trying to do. I won't judge him by his age,” Molley answered calmly as he brought his coffee to his mouth once again. By now, he was getting a grasp of that author's character and was slowly realizing that there was nothing ordinary about this ”Yun Woo” Nabi had been talking about.
From his perspective, Nabi didn't talk about her clients in too much detail. It was one of her strategies because higher expectations could also lead to greater disappointments. This time, it was different. She was full of confidence. No matter how high the expectation was, she was certain that he was not going to be disappointed. She hadn't been like that when she was working with Seo Joong Ahn not too long ago.
”OK. I'm interested in taking a look. Do you have a sample for me?” he said as he savored the nutty fragrance of coffee.
”Yes, of course.”
The materials she had prepared went over to Molley's hands.
*
”Here's a loaf of bread,” Mr. Moon said as he placed a loaf of bread onto the desk with it still wrapped. All eyes were on the bread. It was a muffin.
”Turn this bread into gold.”
His mission didn't make a lot of sense, so Sun Hwa asked, ”What do you mean by 'turn it into gold?'”
The members looked at each other.
”Are you telling us to plate it with gold?”
”Well, that's not too bad. Juho Woo, give us an example,” Mr. Moon spoke ambiguously.
Then he looked at Juho, who had was resting his chin on his hand. Juho stopped himself from smirking at being called out all of a sudden. 'He's so certain that I'll have something,' he thought.
”What is it? Did you get it?” Sun Hwa asked.
Juho did understand the instructions. Though he was planning on keeping his mouth shut, he was forced to speak by suddenly becoming the center of attention.
”A loaf of bread after starving for three days.”
”Aha!”
Everyone understood with that one sentence alone. Just the thought alone was enough to understand how precious the bread must have been. Before a person who had been starving for three days, a loaf of bread would be much more precious than gold. They probably wouldn't trade it for gold.
”I see. That's what he meant,” Seo Kwang murmured.
All together, the club members understood the entirety of that day's lesson from Juho's example. Once they understood, it actually sounded sounded fun, and everyone willingly started discussing their ideas with one another.
”OK, let's do this.”
They brainstormed as they sat around the bread. That loaf of bread had to be made precious, so everyone thought as hard as they could while looking piercingly at its smooth, golden brown surface.
”What if everyone was sharing a loaf?” Bom said.
”It probably makes the bread more valuable than it is when only one person's eating it.”
”Wouldn't it still be less valuable than gold?”
”Yeah, I guess you're right.”
She smiled awkwardly as she scratched her head. Juho's example was stuck in their minds. They couldn't think of something different.
Seo Kwang spoke up next, ”What about having a loaf to yourself without having anyone else knowing?”
”Eh, that's a little ambiguous.” Sun Hwa tilted her head, 'Wouldn't he feel guilty for tricking others?' she thought. The word betrayal was as far as it could be from the word gold.
Seo Kwang argued, ”Why? There's a saying that food tastes best when you're eating in secret. You don't know if someone chose to eat that loaf of bread in secret even with a piece of gold in front of you.”
”Maybe he's right.”
”Who would do that?”
”This guy.”
”You're funny.”
”I think I'd feel guilty too. Gold would be better.”
Seo Kwang clicked his tongue at Bom's answer as he quarreled with Sun Hwa.
”Well, I think it depends on how you set the situation. Try to be more specific. For example, being surrounded by the people you'd hate to be around,” Juho said.
”I actually wouldn't feel all that guilty.”
”What if everyone's stranded and on the verge of starving to death?”
”It wouldn't be weird to choose bread over gold.”
Sun Hwa, Seo Kwang, and Baron answered Juho in order. Baron was drawing something on his sketchbook as he spoke nonchalantly. Bom clapped timidly, and Sun Hwa placed her hand on her temple. She seemed upset.
”Why couldn't I think of that?”
”Isn't it because you're not as quick as Juho?”
She retaliated with her hand at Seo Kwang mocking her. As he looked at the two close friends, Juho said, ”Let's not compare ourselves to others and make ourselves feel small.”
”That tranquility. I hate how politically correct he can be.”
”Haha!” Juho laughed it off.
Sun Hwa glared at him as he laughed peacefully, and Bom said timidly, ”Then the bread in another person's hand must look more valuable. There's a saying that the grass always looks greener on the other side.”
Clap, clap, clap.
Mr. Moon clapped at Bom's words. He seemed proud of her. Their discussion was going much better than he had anticipated.
”Then, let's try the opposite this time. Make it worthless. Less than dirt.”
The members got together excitedly, and Seo Kwang said, ”Let it sit for a few days. It'll go bad, and nobody will be able to eat it.”
It was simple, but it wasn't wrong either.
”You might as well throw it on the ground,” Sun Hwa seemed unsatisfied with his answer.