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* = English words.
Location: Gwangan, Busan, Korea
The morning scenery in the town is like other ordinary day in Busan. Birds chirping, the sounds of beeping and honking from different kind of vehicles and transportation. The thumping ,clanking and soft gestures of footsteps taken, followed by the murmurs of people talking around.
In a neighborhood of the Gwangan district, there are people who are doing their normal daily routine for the day. Early in the weekdays morning, some of the people have drives off to their workplace, teenagers off to their schools, and stalls are open.
That includes a man that is one of the resident in the neighborhood.
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"ACK!!!"
"WHY IT'S SALTY??!"
The man frowns as he closes his eyes, bearing the saltiness that stings his taste buds. He quickly grabs a bottle of water and chugs in, until the awful taste slowly disappears.
"Why is the Pajeon taste like this? I think I follow hyung's recipes correctly."
The 26 year old man squints his eyes as he carefully reads all the ingredients for making pajeon in his phone. He tries to search what he lacks when he made the korean pancake that taste so salty.
"1 tablespoon of soy sauce, 1 tablespoon of rice vinegar, and... OH."
½ tsp kosher/sea salt (use half for table salt)
The man facepalmed himself and groans. No wonder the pancake taste salty.
He himself just put 1 ½ teaspoon of the table salt.
"DAMN IT, JEON JUNGKOOK!"
"You've just ruined our food for breakfast!"
"UWAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"
The sudden cries that echoes in his house has made him flinch. He quickly leaves his kitchen, and dashes to his master bedroom, leaving his unsuccessful homemade pajeon.
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