Cooking Genius With God

I shopped in the market with Choi England.

I bought some pork belly that looks good, and some vegetables and mushrooms to eat with ssamjang.

I'm going back to heaven after grocery shopping, so it's about 8 p.m.

It was near the end of the business.

"Mr. Haru!"

"How have you been, Yumi?”

"Of course! By the way, today's guests asked where Haru went and looked for him a lot."

"Considering that you've been looking for me, it seems like business went really well. I saw outside the restaurant that they put all the dishes they prepared for heaven on the table.”

"Hehe…… thanks to my boss. By the way, what about the person behind you?”

Yumi shrugged when she saw Choi Young-guk after a day.

When Haru noticed, he came forward to say hello.

"I'm Choi England. Youngil Choi's son, would you know?”

"Aha! Hello, I'm Yumi, and I work in a table heaven."

"Since Yumi had a hard time today, I bought pork belly to cook for you." We're running out of food anyway. Let's close the restaurant and eat comfortably.”

"Okay! Then I'll go wash the lettuce first! Oh, do you want some pickled scallions?”

Choi Young-guk, who was sitting down trying to move quickly as Yumi always did, was restless and eventually stood up.

He ran out of the restaurant, saying no with his mouth, but is the instinct of the meat restaurant that has been going on for four generations still the same?

"Oh...." Then I'll do the pickled scallions. It's sad if you don't eat seasoned scallions while eating pork belly."

"British can sit down and relax. But you're still a guest."

"I'm more uncomfortable sitting down. And our special green onion salad is more delicious than I thought. President Haru said he was a regular customer, so it wouldn't taste as good as my father's. Still."

"Okay, I'll give you a hand in the kitchen. Wash your hands first."

It just so happened that Choi England was involved in cooking together.

With three chefs sticking together, preparations for pork belly quickly ended.

Literally, in the blink of an eye, a nice table was set up in the center of the restaurant.

Lettuce and perilla leaves, starting with basic side dishes such as seasoned scallions and pickled radish.

Yangsongi and Saesongi mushroom to be baked with kimchi that was taken out a day ago.

Soybean paste stew and white rice with lots of tofu and pepper.

And pork belly sprinkled with coarse salt.

A portable gas burner was placed in the middle of a large table with two tables attached.

One day that bad guy...…. Hey, are you serious? No matter how much the situation is. How can you set a table in front of a ghost like this?

Choi Han-seok, who couldn't eat because his ears were not open yet, said, "I'm jealous."

But it did not contain irritation.

Haru and Yumi knew it was a compliment, though they were better prepared than they thought.

Choi asked carefully.

"Well, can I grill the meat? I'm just sorry to be eaten."

"Sure. Here, tongs and scissors."

"Yes, then."

He measured the temperature by placing his hand on a heated grill.

Around the time I thought this would be okay, I oiled the pan with a piece of meat that looked like a lot of fat.

"You're a professional, aren't you?”

"I've been grilling customers' meat since I was in middle school. I don't want to learn, but I'm used to it."

Whoops, whoops!

Place pork belly in a greased pan one by one.Oil splashed and meat stuck together, and the sound of rain rang loudly.

The smell of greasy pork belly.

It was the smell and visual that everyone would be thinking of.

Gulp, everyone watching swallowed their mouths.

"At this point."

Screaming!!!

Wait for about three minutes and flip it over.

The flip side was completely brown and transparent oil flowed down and fell off the grill.

"Now if we cook it for another three minutes, the meat will be done. So we can bake something together at this timing."

At the bottom of the grill where oil is running out, put ripe cabbage kimchi, seasoned bean sprouts, mushrooms and garlic.

They are almost fried with pork belly oil and high heat, sour, spicy and salty...The smell of driving the salivary glands crazy came out anyway.

Especially, things like kimchi and bean sprouts could be easily burned because of the seasoning, but Choi Young-guk continued to stir it and baked it well.

When I cut the 80% cooked pork belly with scissors so that it is easy to eat, and grilled it as a finish, I was ready to eat it in no time.

Choi Young-guk, who wiped away the sweat from his forehead, shouted in a confident voice.

"You should try it. I assure you, it's more delicious than anywhere else you've eaten around here."

"It looks incredible in this way. First of all, thank you for the food!"

Yumi, who was stamping her feet, rushed first, saying that she was so busy working that she was starving to death.

Originally, the first point was to eat only meat.

Taking a well-done piece of pork belly, I dipped it in oil sauce and tasted it.

"Oh, it's hot! But still... oh my gosh!"

I was struggling to die of heat, but I chewed it right away.

The well-baked meat burst out of juice and oil every time it was chewed, forming an ensemble.

Salt caught the greasy taste and literally was the essence of delicious meat.

"Wow, you're so good at grilling meat!"

"What? You don't have to say that."

"British, you should eat too. If you don't eat quickly, Yumi and I will eat it all."

"Oh, well, you have to eat fast. I like to eat wraps."

Gasp, England picked up a big lettuce and perilla leaves again.

I bought my grandmother's farm on the street of the market, so it was big and fragrant.

He put perilla leaves on top of lettuce and put his own green onion salad on top of them.

And two big pieces of pork belly.

Dip a piece of grilled garlic in ssamjang like frying, and put a piece of well-done kimchi on top.

When the huge-sized wrap was completed, Yumi opened her mouth wide.

"Does it all fit in your mouth?”

"It's good to eat pork belly with a big mouth."

Yaam!

Choi Young-guk, who opened his mouth wide, put a wrap the size of his fist in one bite.

When I chewed on it, all kinds of ingredients burst out and mingled.

It's not pork belly, it's the taste of ssam.

It couldn't be more Korean.

Choi Young-guk, who had been mumbling for a long time with a look of deliciousness, raised his spoon and chopsticks.

I scooped up the spicy soybean paste stew with tofu and drank it.Don't you think soybean paste stew with pork belly wraps will kill you?

Then, I drank a glass of soju and drank it coolly.

"Growl!"

Dip the crunchy cucumber peppers in the ssamjang and garnish with it. Wrap it with soft mushrooms.

The taste was the best even when eaten with rice or wrapped in fresh pickled radish.

That you can eat whatever you want, the way you prefer.

That was the biggest charm of pork belly that Haru thought of.

It was like heaven to eat so much delicious meat.

Well, there was something about pork belly that was more than just delicious.

Should I say the spirit of Koreans?

Haru was also surprised by Choi Young-guk's grilled pork belly.

I thought it was unusual from the rib restaurant earlier, but his grilling skills were better than I thought.

The pork belly, which was almost a muscle raised, ran out in an instant.

Choi Young-guk picked up the tongs again and tried to grill more meat, but the day came out this time.

"Can I just bake it once?”

"I don't care……. Wouldn't my roast be better?"

"Try it and tell me."

Does it have pride in grilling meat?

Choi Young-guk sat down, saying yes for now.

But his expression was strange.

Like you thought of something, huh? Ha grabbed my brain spitting out his terminal.

"What did I just say?"

Haru, look at England. He looks like he's surprised, too. That he grilled meat and ate it so enthusiastically.

That's why I'm here.’

Choi Han-seok and his day are going as planned, he said with a grin.

Meanwhile, the meat that was put on the grill for a day was cooking well.

Choi Young-guk looked sideways at Haru grilling meat.

On the face of it, he didn't want to look much different from himself, but he soon smiled.

"Well, it's done. Would you like to try it?”

"Thank you, boss!"

A round of meat that's done again.

When I handed a piece to Yumi, she dipped it in oil again and ate it.

"Huh?"

"Are you feeling better?"

"No, it's not okay. Wow... CEO Haru too! This class lasts forever, right? It's really good.”

"Huh? No, really?"

Choi Young-guk seemed to be quite embarrassed by Yumi's unexpected response.

He rushed in and picked up a piece of grilled pork belly.

His eyes are mixed with doubts that he might be giving a boost to the president of the same restaurant.

But shortly after he started chewing a piece of meat in his mouth, he had no choice but to say the same thing as Yumi.

"Really... It's delicious. Much more than what I baked. No, this is probably more than my father."

Choi Young-guk soon ate a few more points.

It was still delicious.

Even though you might get bitten after eating some pork belly, there was a difference in the taste.

He shot a fierce look at Haru.

He opened his mouth as if he had waited.

"Are you curious?"

"What?"

"How to grill meat. It's so delicious."

"That's……."

Choi hesitated to answer.

He also can't nod easily because he has a past history of pork.

But the answer has already been set.

He put down his chopsticks and drank a glass of soju, and said in a small voice.

"Yes, I'm curious. Can you tell me?""There's nothing I can't tell you. But there's one condition."

"What about conditions?"

"I heard that Choi ran out of his father's store. I wonder why. From what I heard from my father, I thought he was going to hand over the store to his son.”

A day flew a full straightforward ball.

For a moment, there was silence in the restaurant.

Choi Young-guk sighed.

It smelled like soju and pork belly mixed together.

"The smell of oil."

"What?"

"The greasy smell of grilling meat. I really didn't like it. Family, family business. I hated it so much that I wanted to throw it all away and run away."

Soon, he began to tell the story he had in his heart.

The time was drawing near for the door to open.