This is a story that starts with beef pancakes, and shredded beef slices and beef stewed with vermicelli and beef porridge appeared in the middle. Someone once labeled him a "gourmet food",
I thought about it and felt it was still inappropriate.
We met at the beginning of autumn.
"What do you want?"
"Beef buns."
"No buns."
"Then, just beef biscuits."
"No sesame seeds."
"Nothing, what kind of business are you doing!"
"Hey... What I sell here are pancakes, pancakes!"
"Oh, then I want beef pancakes!"
"…Sorry, no beef."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier if there was no beef?"