Cooking Genius With God

"I've been a son of a meat restaurant since I was born. My dad told me. You grabbed a knife at your first birthday. You said you'd connect the taste of our camellia restaurant well."

"Don't you usually put knives on your first birthday these days? It's dangerous."

"That's the way my father is. You son of a b*tc*! A man! It's like this.”

Surely that was the case.

CEO Choi Young-il, whom I saw yesterday, had a fiery personality.

"My future has been decided anyway. When I entered elementary school, I learned how to grill meat. I went to the restaurant often. When other kids went to PC rooms and played, I went to Majang-dong with my father."

"You've trained your successor very clearly.”

"My father was very sensitive to the taste of meat. Side dishes like pickled scallions and grilling meat. If he didn't think it was enough, he scolded me loudly. Oh, but he didn't say anything about my poor studies."

"Then why are you leaving the restaurant? The size of the store is good and the business is good. Wasn't it such a waste to leave?"

Camellia Butcher Restaurant is a famous local restaurant.

If I had learned well from my father and succeeded, I would have been able to secure a certain future by taking tens of millions of won a month in net profit.

Choi threw all of them away and became the youngest in a poorly paid broadcasting station.

It was not well understood in Korea, a modern capitalist society.

However, Choi Young-guk easily said unbelievable things.

"I left, but it's not because I don't want to take over."

"What do you mean? What do you mean it's not because you don't like it?”

"My father said that. You're not good enough. You said if I left you the restaurant, all the guests would leave."

What does this mean?

Words popped up that Haru didn't know.

I thought Choi Young-guk left the restaurant for some reason, but I can't believe his father said this first.

"To be honest, I tried really hard. I didn't like that my future was set since I was young. But it's still a family business. When the school kids teased me about the smell of oil, I went to the restaurant and helped them with the work. But you've done enough until you're 25 years old, and you can't."

"What did you say was the problem?”

"Everything. I don't have eyes for meat, I'm not good at grilling. But it's not like I'm good at making soybean paste stew or seasoned scallions."

"The green onion salad you made earlier was really good."

"What my father made is even more delicious. I think so, too."

At this point, I thought it was understandable from Choi's point of view.

I've been trying and sacrificing ever since I was born, but my father didn't give me a single compliment until I was 25.

In the end, Choi Young-guk, who couldn't stand it, ran away.

It was my pleasure to rest at home watching TV after work, so I got a job at a broadcasting station without much thought.

-It's an essential problem for the stores that run the family business. I want to hand it over to my child, but it's not in my eyes. I think CEO Choi Young-il was also attacked by his grandfather. I'm sure you've heard a lot of bitter things.

It seems that the family business was not as easy as I thought.

Choi Young-guk, who was slowly vomiting the story inside, drank soju.

"Excuse me. Honestly, I felt that way earlier. I was really mad.""To the boss who does that kind of crap where his father's shop was?”

"I have it, but I have a lot of it, too. In fact, it's all my fault. I left irresponsibly. By selling this building. And... I felt it earlier."

"You still haven't let go of the meat restaurant, have you?"

"You must be a regular at a camellia flower restaurant. You're a ghost."

"I'm a bit of a lot.

There was a moment of silence.

Soon it was time for the door to open.

Haru is ready to finish his seat.

"So what do you want to do, Mr. England?"

"To be honest, I don't know yet. But for now, I'm going to finish the coverage. We'll know something by the time the Infinite Galbi restaurant is on TV."

"All right, well, since you told me, I have to keep my promise."

When Haru gave Yumi a hint, she brought some raw pork belly.

It was about a little more than three servings, but the day turned up the fire again and held out tongs.

"Bake it, Mr. British."

"Can I just bake it? Don't you tell me how to bake it or something like that?"

"How did you tell him?”

"Flip the meat only once. If the front turns gray and the oil forms, it's time to turn it upside down.

"Then you can bake it like that. Thinking about your father."

"Your father's thoughts? Well... I see for now.

He looked incredulous, but he put the meat on the grill as Haru told him to.

Screaming!

Grilled pork belly with a delicious sound.

It wasn't long before all the meat was cooked.

Haru took out a disposable lunch box bowl and carefully put grilled pork belly, scallion salad made by Britain, and other side dishes.

"You don't want to try it?”

"There's someone who knows much more about meat than I do. I'm thinking of asking him. And you'll see if you try it."

He put a piece of grilled meat in the mouth of England, full of question marks.

Soon after, he opened his eyes wide while chewing meat.

"It's delicious, isn't it? Compared to what I cooked earlier. No, but I'm sure it's the same.

"I think that's what cooking is all about. Why, don't you say cooking contains the chef's heart? Rather than simply grilling delicious pork belly, it might be more delicious when you think about your father.”

"What do you think...….”

Choi Young-guk nodded, saying, "I think it makes sense."

Have a safe trip. Yumi and I will be looking at the store.

"I'm sorry that the boss keeps being out there."

We can't do business today either way because of the trees. If you're sorry, go give it to him. All right?

Haru and Choi Han-seok exchanged meaningful eyes.

Haru, who packed all the pork belly lunch boxes, left the store with the UK.

At midnight, I had to go to the place where the camellia butcher's restaurant was located before the door opened.

If the trees grow up today, we can't pass by.

"Well, I'll go in first. Oh, I might have to see you a few more times about the broadcast later, is that okay?"

"I'm the informant, of course. Then, go inside."

I saw Choi Young-guk off in front of the station.

He seemed to be wondering who would deliver the meat lunch box at this late hour, but he didn't tell me until the end of the day.Because I knew you wouldn't believe me if I told you anyway.

I went to the front of the infinite rib restaurant with food that was still warm.

After glancing around, I called her name at the top of my voice.

"The Grim Reaper!"

"Why, dude?"

The grim reaper who appeared as if he had waited.

Haru pointed to the back door of the restaurant.

"I'd really appreciate it if you could open the door one more time."

"Did you bring something delicious?"

"I'll kill you."

"Then I'll open it for you again."

Let's go!

The door of the rib restaurant, which was tightly locked, opened at the hand of the grim reaper.

When I entered the restaurant, Choi Young-il opened his eyes wide again today.

I opened the lunch box that I brought by answering his question when I met my son and asked him what happened.

What the hell is that? Lunch box?

"It's a pork belly lunch box. I brought the grim reaper's, so you can eat plenty.”

No, if you're going to eat with the living, you can eat outside. What's wrong with you here? You're not making fun of ghosts right now? Uh...…?

"If you were going to tease me, wouldn't you have come like this? Youngil, why don't you sit down and eat? Please say thank you to Chef Haru."

The door opens, and when Haru or Yumi is next to them, ghosts can have reality.

You can smell the food, eat, and fill your empty stomach.

It was the same for CEO Choi Young-il.

He flopped down and rubbed his eyes again and again, breathing in.

-This smell. This green onion pickle.My son made it, didn'

"You know it right away?"

I've made it all my life. How can I not know? This meat is also....

"Try it first.”

Yeah, sure, sure.

"I'll enjoy it, too."

Three people's meals began in another person's restaurant.

As always, the grim reaper ate well, putting it in his mouth like a hamster, and one day he was already full, so he just pretended to eat.

However, Choi Young-il's reaction was quite different.

He ate a piece of pork belly with trembling hands and leaned his head back.

It's baked by England, isn't it?

"That's right, Mr. British baked it. He ate at our restaurant earlier. How does it taste?"

It's sloppy. It tastes sloppy.

"Oh, my, mister, do you have to come all the way here and say that? If you're so clingy and sloppy, you know it's not credible at all, right?”

No, it'sorry. Who says you're dragging your feet? By the way, my, this is just that's it. I'm just happy to eat meat after a long time.

"Just say it's delicious! My son has improved a lot! Why is it so hard to say a word like that? Why are you making such a deep resentment?"

The grim reaper, who was worse, lost his temper.

President Choi Young-il avoided looking as if he was embarrassed.

It's because it needs to be more delicious and better. What if I compliment you once and feel better? I grew up without hearing a compliment from my father.

Is he a blunt father?

He wasn't doing it on purpose, he was genuinely saying it was hard.

However, it was not as sincere as Choi Young-il.

The day woke up and went out of the restaurant.

It was right after the door was opened, so there were trees growing outside again today.

A forest of black trees.

But something has changed.

"The leaves."

It was a leaf that cut the flesh of ghosts like a blade, but not today.The noodles were soft because they were not rough. It was no different from what was hung on ordinary trees.

"The forest is not rough, but soft."

It wasn't just one day that noticed the change in trees.

The forest was still blocking the ghosts, but it did not completely keep them from passing by as before.

Some ghosts came out of the trees.

After bowing to Haru, he heard that Choi Han-seok and Yumi were inside, and headed to the table heaven.

It's definitely improved.

The situation that Haru is in, CEO Choi Young-il's limit.

But I was never able to relax.

A day when I was watching the forest carefully opened my eyes.

As the grim reaper said, it was certainly bigger than yesterday.

The trees in front of the laundry room stretched out to the supermarket next to it this time.

There is not much time left before President Choi Young-il turns into a demon.