#108. Results. 16
-I didn't mishear that, did I?
“Yes, it’s a snack shop that gives you a set of four hormones if you eat there.”
-Hormones?
“Endorphins, serotonin, dopamine, oxytocin.”
These four hormones are secreted differently, but if you induce them with a positive mindset, they can have a good effect.
Endorphins make us feel happy and boost our immune system, while serotonin makes us feel fun, enjoyment, and the peacefulness that Woojin loves.
Serotonin is also converted into melatonin, which helps you get enough sleep at bedtime.
Thirdly, dopamine is deeply connected to the pleasure center, but directing it to the other side can help you focus and immerse yourself better.
Oxytocin is the most important hormone for childbirth, but it is also a hormone that comes from human interaction.
Intimacy or trust.
When a mother holds her baby or caresses her baby, both the mother and the baby secrete oxytocin.
Seeing things like this helps us understand the intimacy and trust that oxytocin brings.
The party of these four hormones could be fully experienced at the restaurant.
Of course, it depends on who the opponent is.
-… … Hahaha! I don’t really understand what you’re saying, but if Woojin is special, then there must be something. Then I’ll see you there tomorrow. Send me your address.
“Okay. Then I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Woojin hung up the phone and opened his mouth to mutter.
“I won’t leave you alone.”
I won't let all the things I love disappear.
Never.
Woojin, who had briefly gathered his thoughts, opened his phone, logged onto YouTube, and checked something.
[I apologize. I am taking this video down because I think it may have offended some people. I will come back with a better video.]
The video about the anonymous synesthete has been taken down.
Looking at this, we can see that Lee Hye-rim's response is very quick.
As expected, it was Hye-rim.
And it has to be that way.
Woojin lay on the bed and placed both hands on his stomach.
And I closed my eyes and thought for a moment about the unconscious.
From the moment he realized that the unconscious was absolutely responding to hormones and that the unconscious was chasing hormones, Woojin began to take control of the unconscious.
I called it out and used it and observed it.
But no clear conclusion has yet been reached.
It is still unclear whether it is normal to move in response to hormones or to control hormones and live by perceiving the brain.
That's why I had to gain more experience and look into my brain and body.
I needed to observe myself as a third party.
That's why we need to keep trying new things.
Woojin's lips slightly rose as he erased these thoughts.
The bed is soft and the pillow provides adequate neck support.
I feel my body getting tired and my clown muscles loosening.
A peaceful state, free from worries and distracting thoughts.
Melatonin was caressing Woojin's body and leading him to a comfortable sleep.
* * *
The next day.
Prosecutor Kim Cheol-woong stood in front of the deputy chief prosecutor.
The deputy chief prosecutor, who was sitting at his desk and looking through documents, threw the case materials onto the table.
“This case will be concluded with Choi Ki-baek’s future industry.”
“Hey, why are you like that?”
“If you want to end it, end it. Just take care of your own case. Why are you stirring things up like this? Let’s not live our lives in exhaustion.”
“That bastard Lee Yo-hwan is a drug addict. A drug addict.”
“Do you have any evidence? Evidence?”
“I’ll get the evidence.”
“Hey, if you mess with this wrong, you’ll end up with neither food nor shelter. Do you want to go round and round for the rest of your life? Quit? Got it?”
When Kim Cheol-woong did not answer, the deputy chief prosecutor looked at him fiercely and opened his mouth again.
“Answer me.”
“Public opinion… … .”
“Public opinion dies down quickly when a celebrity scandal breaks out. Aren’t you going to answer?”
"what……."
Kim Cheol-woong said with a grin.
"All right."
The deputy chief inspector waved his hand as if he had a headache.
“Go and see.”
Kim Cheol-woong bowed to the deputy chief prosecutor and immediately left the office.
And then he looked at the door he came out of and blew his melon.
Once you do it, you commit it.
Kim Cheol-woong turned around and went straight to his office.
And he told the investigator.
“Choi Ki-baek will definitely receive a prison sentence. Lee Yo-hwan will be replaced by an actor. Let’s start with that guy first.”
The detective answered, stretching.
“Oh my… … I feel like I’m going to get my balls blown off too.”
“Don’t worry. I have enough money to open a store. You serve the food, and I’ll light the charcoal fire.”
Kim Cheol-woong clapped his hands as the investigator burst into laughter.
“Okay, let’s get started.”
* * *
Woojin was in Noryangjin.
And then I looked up at the sign in front of me.
[Brain Food]
A full-fledged franchise was launched, and a second store was opened.
Woojin went inside and looked around.
There were a lot of people, and the TVs hanging here and there from the ceiling were broadcasting in English with subtitles.
These were images related to the brain.
Stories about the foods the brain wants, foods that are good for the brain, and brain cells flowed out like motivation.
Woojin ignored the stares flying in like arrows from all over the place and ordered the ciabatta, which represented Brain Food.
After receiving the food, I sat down and took a big bite.
Woojin, who was chewing on the ciabatta, nodded his head.
The taste was as if the recipe had been strictly followed.
Woojin, who had his last sip of cola, left the store. No, at that moment, someone's voice was heard, representing the gazes that had been looking at Woojin.
“Are you by any chance… … . an anonymous synesthete?”
“No. Wow, I feel like I’m getting smarter already after eating Brain Food.”
Woojin left the store after saying those words.
And I watched the store from a little distance for a while.
People looking for brain food varied.
People entering the store with their eyes sparkling with curiosity, people looking for the store with tired faces, and parents entering while holding their children's hands.
Although their way of life was different, their thoughts were the same.
The idea was to eat healthy foods, and foods that would help your brain.
That is why the probability of Noryangjin branch 2 failing was extremely slim.
Of course, it was delicious and actually helpful for the brain, so if it also had a placebo effect, it would be the icing on the cake.
Woojin, who had been leisurely looking at the store, soon turned around and disappeared into the crowd of people.
As lunch time passed and dinner time approached, Woojin, wearing his hat pulled down low, went to find a snack bar.
Woojin was holding a plastic bag in his hand.
The woman smiled brightly and welcomed Woojin.
“Handsome student Woojin, are you here again? He seems to be getting more handsome every day.”
“Hello. I’d like to eat fish cake.”
"packaging?"
“No. I’ll eat and go.”
Woojin stood outside, grabbed a piece of fish cake, and dipped it in soy sauce.
And he took it into his mouth and slurped it.
But I couldn't really taste it.
It was because Woojin’s gaze was focused on the woman.
Estimated age: 47 years old.
Dryness and blemishes on the face, and small cracks on the lips.
There is a deficiency of vitamins A, B2, B6, and zinc.
Most people get their energy from carbohydrates, but they do not eat a variety of side dishes, so they are nutritionally deficient.
I opened a snack shop four years ago and am raising my two sons alone.
His hands were rough and calloused and his spine was bent.
My pelvis is also twisted, so my gait is not good.
but.
The woman handed the fish cake soup in a paper cup to Woojin.
“Okay, it’s cold, so let’s drink this and eat it together.”
You never lose your smile.
But Woojin's gaze could clearly see the worries hidden behind the woman's smile.
“Please give me one serving of tteokbokki.”
“Are you going to eat alone today? It’s cold, so come in and eat.”
Because it was Woojin who packed everything every day.
“It’s okay. Other people have decided to come too.”
"friend?"
“I'm an actor.”
The eyes of the woman who was handing the tteokbokki to Woojin widened.
But soon the smile returned.
“Ah… … . Your friend’s name is Actor.”
“No. The actor. Park In-hyeok.”
The woman's pupils slightly dilate.
I can't remember who it was though.
“Wow… … Woojin has a wide network of connections. He even knows all the actors.”
“I think it just happened because I was living an ordinary life. Can you give me a spoon?”
“Okay, okay.”
Woojin, who had been handed a spoon, took something out of the plastic bag he had been holding.
There were two kinds of seasoning.
Woojin opened the bag slightly, scooped a pinch onto a spoon, and mixed it into the tteokbokki.
He nodded while putting the tteokbokki in his mouth.
The old woman who had been quietly watching the scene opened her mouth with a bitter smile.
“Are you making it and eating it?”
“Would you like to try it?”
Woojin poked some tteokbokki with a toothpick and offered it to her.
The woman accepted the tteokbokki that Woojin offered with a curious expression.
however.
The woman's eyes widened suddenly.
“Oh my! Why is this so delicious!?”
The taste of tteokbokki was sweeter and not salty at all.
It felt like the savory flavor was amplified as if a volcano had erupted.
Woojin nodded and opened his mouth.
“I added a little bit of chicken stock and a little bit more of the most important thing.”
“White powder?”
Woojin nodded meaningfully and opened his mouth.
“Miwon. Miwon is the most important.”
Woojin continued talking while taking a bite of the tteokbokki.
“There is absolutely no scientific evidence that MSG is harmful to the human body. It is just that, as times change, each person has created a prejudice to seduce people. In fact, the lethal dose due to toxicity is higher for salt than for MSG. MSG is also 40 times safer.”
The woman blinked.
I'm not sure what you mean.
“Are you saying that MSG isn’t bad?”
"yes."
At that moment, Woojin looked back while putting on the mask he had prepared.
A sports car was parked.
Soon, actor Park In-hyeok appeared there.
“It's here.”
Park In-hyeok, wearing his hat pulled down low, looked around and approached Woo-jin.
I came here thinking that they would really eat something at a snack bar, but they really were eating.
“It’s been a while, Woojin. But is this place that good?”
“Try it.”
“Hey… … I used to eat a lot of tteokbokki as a side dish.”
Park In-hyeok picked up some tteokbokki with the toothpick Woojin had given him and put it in his mouth.
“What is this? Why is it delicious?”
I thought it just tasted like the tteokbokki sold in the neighborhood, but it wasn't.
It was an explosion of flavor.
This time he also put the oden in his mouth.
Park In-hyeok opened his eyes wide and asked the woman.
“Auntie, do you think we could open a franchise of this? It’s really delicious.”
The old woman just opened her mouth and didn't answer.
It felt unrealistic when an actor I often saw in commercials stood before my eyes.
“This is really delicious. Auntie. Please give me one more serving. Woojin, let’s go in and eat instead of standing.”
Park In-hyeok shook his head in admiration.
At that sight, Woojin looked at the woman and spoke again.
“Chicken stock, and most importantly, MSG.”
At that moment, Woojin started counting down the seconds as he saw two women walking beside him.
And when they try to pass by.
“Actor Park In-hyeok. I think you’ll become a synesthete. Congratulations.”
“It’s all thanks to Woojin… … .”
“Actor Park In-hyeok?”
“Wow! I’m your biggest fan! You’re so handsome!”
“I really enjoyed watching the synesthetes!”
Woojin looked around.
The eyes of people passing by begin to turn towards him one by one.
'There's not enough, gather more. More.'
