Cooking Genius With God

Perfectly baked ribs smelled no different from other ribs on the outside.

After cutting it into bite-size pieces with scissors, the two tasted it one by one.

"There's definitely a bit of a sour aftertaste. The meat quality is not good either.”

"That's right, but it's so weak that most people won't even notice. Besides, you don't usually eat only meat when you eat pork ribs like this."

Haru picked up another piece of laundered ribs and dipped them in ssamjang.

When I handed it to Choi Young-guk, he hesitated a little and took it.

"How do you like it?"

"I don't feel sour at all just a little bit of ssamjang doesn't taste sour at all.”

"You should at least add onions or wrap them in lettuce. You'll never notice unless some Michelin restaurant chef is here."

"I'm sure... there's a reason why the boss did this. I was confident that I wouldn't get caught with the taste.”

Haru and Choi Young-guk put down their spoons and chopsticks.

Now it must have been fully verified, I didn't want to eat more of this meat.

I paid with Choi's card and got out of the restaurant.

Now that I've got a clear mind, all I had left was physical evidence.

"What are you going to do now?"

"We have to cover it. We can somehow grab evidence of the laundry, test it a few more times, put it on the program and make it public."

"It won't be easy."

"Of course it's not easy. Anyone with basic common sense would try to hide it at all costs. Isn't the kitchen hidden in the back in the first place?"

Choi Young-guk tore his hair out, saying he would think about it for a while.

As Haru waited for him, Choi Han-seok walked out of the infinite rib restaurant late.

Youngil wants me to say something. There's a good way if we need to find evidence.

Oh, I just needed it. What is it?'

He said he'd know if I told him it was a briquette vent. He'll keep an eye on you, so you can just go in.

The briquette vent?’

One day it was a word that had no choice but to tilt its head.

But that's what Choi Young-il says. There's a reason.

"Well, Mr. England, then why don't we just use the briquette vent?"

"Briquettes? Briquettes...…. Huh? That's right! There was that!"

Unsurprisingly, Choi clapped his hands loudly, saying, "I just remembered."

"How the hell do you know that, Haru? Most regulars don't know."

"Well, there's just that."

"You must have been very close to your father in your lifetime."

"That's the way it was.”

"Then you won't think well of me. I left my father behind, so I sold the store."

"You didn't take it so badly. I'm sure you had a reason."

"Reason, as I have to say now. If I had known that the boss who bought the store was like that, I would never have sold it. I should have noticed when a young man said he was running a business. I regret it late."

"If you regret it, you'll have to be thoroughly. If you do so, the Father in heaven will forgive you."

"Really... Shall we?"

"How am I supposed to know the meaning of the deceased? Don't you know better than the British? He's my real father."

"Because he's my biological father. If it were my father...…. I'm sure you've got a temper saying you'll never forgive. I wish I hadn't been hit a few times."

The day when I heard the British reply was momentarily.It was different from what I thought.

My father would have raised his fist, let alone forgiven.

There was a good reason why his son ran out of the house leaving his father behind.

"Let's go to the briquette room anyway. The back door is over here."

The day began to follow Choi Young-guk.

After a turn around the restaurant, the back door came out.

Behind the restaurant was a place where briquettes used to grill meat were lit, and the structure of the building was a little strange, so the back door must be opened for ventilation.

And the back door was close to the kitchen of the restaurant.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the staff talking in the kitchen.

Sure enough, the back door of the restaurant was open today as well.

Haru, now! The boss came in with an angry look on his face!

When I waited a little bit, Choi Han-seok gave me a signal.

Gently entered the back door with a low volume to match it.

Shortly after Choi Young-guk turned on his cell phone voice recorder, a young man's voice was heard.

How many customers are there today?

Compared to yesterday, 3 teams are less than the same time. Mr. President

Then we'll have to stock the meat again? We have to close in 3 more hours, and I saw that there was a pile of self-bar. We still have more stock left, right?

-Yes. Should I dispose of all the rest of the rest of the stock?

What? Are you kidding me?

The voice and tone of the president, who used to speak with basic honorifics, changed instantly.

He pushed hard for the chief who looked older than him.

Boss, but isn't this spoiled meat? I can't give it to customers. Besides, it's the one that did it again yesterday. I can't do it twice.

If I'm quick, I suck. Why are you so talkative? Hey, chief. What does this look like?

- With the meat you have to throw away...…. I can see it.

It seems to me that it's all meat and nothing but money. This meat price, seasoning price, refrigerator, electricity bill, etc! How much is this? If you just throw it away. Is the manager going to cover the damage? What should I do after I report it to my dad? This is all I could sell because our branch was sluggish. Do I have to lower my head like that?

It's not that...….

There's no problem with this. The customers just say it's delicious and eat it. So just do the laundry and put it in the fridge. I won't say it again.

Boom!

The boss, who screamed so loudly, went out of the kitchen.

There was silence in the kitchen where he disappeared.

After a while, all the people called the chief spoke in a dying voice.

Straw. There's nothing we can do.

Yes, sir.

I'll bring soju.

-Yeah...Hoo. I'm sorry.

You look like a pussock, pussock, pussock, pussock!

The sound of doing laundry really rang out.

The thing is, it wasn't the right sound to be heard in the kitchen of an unlimited pork rib restaurant.

Haru and Choi Young-guk, who were hiding behind the kitchen and watching all this, were literally shocked.

I knew that washing the laundry actually happened.

But I really didn't expect this much.

Like running away, I escaped an infinite rib restaurant.

Meanwhile, I could clearly see the face of the president who had only heard his voice.

He was smoking and calling someone in the back of the restaurant with an apron, and his voice was exactly the same.Skinny, but a man who seems to be united by greed.

He left the restaurant with his face and appearance engraved in his eyes.

"How could a man named CEO do that? You're the one who does business to customers. But how!"

"CEO Haru. Of course, I'm the youngest member who just joined Channel B station. This is really rare among the things that our food Y-file team has covered so far. What do you mean laundry? A franchise restaurant that's also famous!"

There was a whole world of difference between just knowing the facts and witnessing and hearing it firsthand.

Thinking about the customers who would still be eating such rotten meat, saying it was delicious, I felt nauseous.

One day I thought I knew it now.

Yeah, that's enough to be a demon.’

If a day died and the same thing happened where the table heaven was?

One day also seemed unbearable.

It was clear that all the evil feelings in the world would boil up.

Somehow I tried to keep my temper and sat on a nearby bench.

As I was cooling my head, something passed by.

"By the way, Mr. England, I just remembered. Didn't the boss do that earlier? I have to report to my father."

"Really... ..is that so? Yes, he said father. It's not the headquarters or the boss, it's the father. Oh, my God, that's not true!

"The owner of that store, the son of the chairman of the Infinite Pork Galbi franchise?"

"I'm not sure. But there's plenty of room for that."

"Well, hold on a second."

Choi Young-guk picked up his cell phone and called somewhere to start waiting.

He made a few phone calls to his seniors, fiddled with LINE a few times, and soon brought a lot of data.

"We've got all the information we know about unlimited pork ribs. The press, the articles, everything. But one of them is this."

[Amazing uptrend, executives of the popular franchise 'Infinite Galbi Restaurant'. 100 million won to support free school meals for the socially disadvantaged]

News articles of this title.

But there was a familiar face in the attached picture.

The man who was smoking earlier.

He, who ordered the meat quickly while cleaning the staff, was smiling with the children in the picture.

"He was a real son."

"That's why I was so hung up on my income. It was supposed to be a restaurant to show my father figures. Regardless of whether you're a customer or not, I wanted to make even 100 won more profit."

"What are you going to do now?”

"First of all, I have to report to the seniors. There's evidence of voice recording. Galbi restaurant is a big franchise, so everyone in Channel B will try to dig it up somehow.”

You'll definitely get caught.

Choi said he is confident.

I was relieved that he said so.

"Then you'll be going back to the station, too."

"Oh... that's the way it is."

England took a look at the day.

As if there's something I want to say.

Looking back and hesitating for a while, he said carefully.

"CEO Haru. Aren't you hungry by any chance? We barely ate there."

"That's true. I'm a little hungry."

"Then can you recommend a good place for pork belly restaurants nearby? I'll buy it for you, so how about pork belly for dinner?"

"It's okay, but. I rarely eat out around here. If there's anything I want to eat, I'll make it at my restaurant.""Oh... Is that so?"

Choi Young-guk sighs with a lot of sadness.

As soon as he was about to return, saying yes, Haru grabbed him by the shoulder and stopped.

"Then why don't you go eat at our restaurant?"

"At Haru's restaurant? By the way, I don't think today's menu is pork belly.”

"It doesn't matter if I'm the boss. It's almost closing time anyway. One of the staff had a hard time filling in my vacancy today, so we can buy pork belly and lettuce at the market to feed them something delicious."

"Are you okay? Are you going to be a nuisance?"

"Of course it's fine, then let's go. To buy meat at the market."

Choi Young-il had two issues.

One for the restaurant, and one for the son.

This has set a way for restaurants to be solved to some extent.

But what happened between the rich and the poor was still dark.

So one day I was going to use my own way.

Choi Young-guk seems to miss his father's pork belly, so I was going to make him something much more delicious than that.