I was born in the City of Torquiva and have been running a set meal eatery in the corner of central city for more than 30 years.
I know better than anyone that the reason I have been able to do this for so long in the central city, where restaurants are constantly being replaced, is because of the support of many customers.
We have a good clientele base, we have many regulars, and we even have noble customers who secretly wear commoner’s clothes to come here.
If you ask me if I have anything to complain about, I have nothing to complain about.
……no, that’s a lie.
I was already full of complaints.
「Owner, omelet set please.」
「You didn’t even check the menu!」
「Yeah yeah, today it’s omelet and stew.」
The eatery, which could hold up to ten customers, was filled with customers, food, and cigarette smoke.
「Mine’s omelet set too.」
「You should try the fish set(gehageha) and not always order eggs.」
「Yeah yeah, 1 omelet set.」
「Read the sign outside! What’s today’s recommendation!? Today’s best dish is beans cooked with tomatoes! Right mother-san!」
「Yeah yeah, one omelet set please.」
「What! Aren’t you sick of eating omelet!」
Yes, my complaint is that omelet has been the signature dish of this eatery.
I’ve been making this dish since I was a kid, and it was the first dish I learned how to cook.
That is why everything in my life is revolving around it.
Though it’s a dish that I did not study that much in my 30 years of working as a chef.
「Owner, today’s delicious as usual!」
「Thanks!」
「I really need to eat these omelets to move forward.」
「Shut up!」
I’m grateful, I’m really grateful for it.
Thanks to it, I’ve raised three daughters and married them off and even now, my mom and I are able to eat without having to worry about anything.
However, you know, my other dishes are not bad either.
They are definitely better than other restaurants.
I have confidence in them.
That’s why……I couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed with this omelet.
「Owner! Omelet and sake!」
「Oi, Saf! How about I serve you a pepperoncini with special sauce this time as service?」
「Ah, no…..that’s」
「That’s what! When I was young, I gratefully ate whatever was offered to me……」
「You! Three omelets, quick!」
「I can’t take it anymore!」
「I’m the one who can’t take it anymore! Cook them now! Or I’ll fry your ass!」
I can’t take it anymore.
What do I do then?
How about, raise the price?
The omelet that used to cost four dirs will suddenly cost eight dirs starting tomorrow.
That should work.
Then, they will say, let’s not order an omelet and order something else today.
That would work.
Perhaps it will work too well.
……that our eatery will go out of business.
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I pushed my plan no matter how angry my mother was.
I opened the eatery with an uneasy feeling and the first customer arrived.
「Omelet set」
「Omelet set is raised to 8 dirs starting today. Grilled fish is 3 dirs.」
「Eh……seriously, oi oi……but I don’t like that……」
「Darn, how about large order of peperoncino for 5 dirs?」
「Ah, then, omelet, set please.」
「Are you not in the mood for noodles? How about fried gehageha wrapped in leaves set? Six dirs and I guarantee you’ll be full!」
「No, omelet please.」
「Why not!」
「You! Just cook now! Today’s set meal is bean soup!」
Mom kicked me in the butt and cracked an egg but I’m not convinced.
Why do they want omelets so badly?
「Ah! They raised the price of omelet!」
The next customer seems surprised to see the sign posted at the entrance.
Well, not all of them are willing to pay 8 dirs for an omelet, I guess.
「So, you saw! How about fried chicken instead! I comes with bread and soup for only six dirs.!」
「Omelet please」
「What the heck!」
「Just cook now stupid owner!」
「But old man, haven’t you forgotten how I fed you when you were young and broke」
The discouraged looking man crosses his arms and glares at me.
「Ah!?」
「You bastard……! It was your father who fed him! Stop being a pain and cook!」
「I’m not being a pain! Idiot!」
「You’re a pain! You buy a lot of ingredients every day for the menu’s you never served!」
Mother kicked my ass again.
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