Cooking Genius With God

"Wouldn't it be okay to boil it briefly?”

"Simply boil it for at least two hours. I can't keep Wang Cheng waiting in the hall for two hours!”

"But Chef Choi Han-seok's gomtang recipe is..."….”

"Why, are you curious? Will I let you know that?"

"No."

Since the restaurant has to go around, an untimely emergency meeting was called in the kitchen, leaving the minimum number of people back to cooking.

In fact, it was nothing more than Park Joo-hyuk's acceptance of the meeting place because it spoke well.

The reason was simple.

They say they don't want to know Chef Choi Han-seok's recipe, but they say it doesn't make sense to make it simple.

The chefs were called in to come, but now it's just embarrassing.

Some senior chefs say, "Sigh. I liked it when Chef Choi Han-seok was around. That's all.

No one could easily open their mouth in the ice kingdom's starkly frozen atmosphere.

Hey, Haru. It's now. Hurry up and take out the masterpiece you made yesterday and throw it out in front of Park Joo-hyuk's eyes! It's now!

Except for Choi Han-seok, who was standing on top of Park Joo-hyuk's head.

Choi Han-seok rushed the day to bring out the beef bone soup he made yesterday and put it in the refrigerator.

Haru was also aware of it.

As Choi Han-seok said, the secret beef bone soup he made at dawn yesterday can be a masterpiece to completely overcome this situation.

But no matter how easy it is.

Haru whispered in a small voice toward Choi Han-seok.

'Chef, that's just...…. The atmosphere is completely icy right now. In front of Chef Park Joohyuk, I said, "Ta-da! Beef bone soup that I made yesterday!" And the chef said, "Oh! I believed you!" Do you think this is going to happen?’

Park Joo-hyuk was literally angry to the top of his head.

To Park Joo-hyuk, whose pride has been trampled on, even a day without a good relationship with him gives up the beef bone soup that he had hidden?

It would be a good thing if he didn't get criticized and kicked out.

To be honest, I was scared.

In the face of such a day, Choi patted him on the shoulder, saying it was nothing.

Then he spoke in the most confident voice in the world.

Don't worry, Haru. I've raised him more like his parents than Joohyuk's. Because of Joo-hyuk's personality, he will accept anything if he can overcome this situation. Why? Because your pride is broken!

'However...….’

Don't do that, shout it out loud. Trust me for once. There is no teacher who doesn't know his student's personality. Does it?

A teacher who tells his student to show him an example as his parents.

It was a truly ironic sight, but it certainly helped Haru.

One day, he approached Park Joo-hyuk, who was half-hearted, saying, "I don't know."

"Well, Chef Park Joo-hyuk."

"Why! I think I asked you to cook for the other guests. Do you have time to do this here? If I get a complaint later, I'll just...….”

"Actually, I made a little something last night at dawn. The beef bone soup made with chef Choi Han-seok's recipe."

"……Huh? What?"

Words uttered in astonishment at the words of the day I never imagined.

It wasn't just Park Chu-hyuk.

Several chefs, who had their heads wrapped around him, also looked at the day with startled rabbit eyes."You, what do you mean? Master Choi Hanseok's beef bone soup? You have that? Now?"

"I made it at dawn yesterday when I was practicing. There's not much left."

Tens of thousands of emotions passed through Park Joo-hyuk's face.

From surprise to anger, from anger to calm.

It was really as Choi Han-suk said. Park Chu-hyuk, who was able to control his emotions and benefit right away.

"You... .. if you're lying, I won't stand still. I'm telling you, you know what you just said? I mean it."

"Yes, I know."

"Then bring it. Quickly."

Gulp!

Haru opened the refrigerator door coolly.

I brought a container of lock and lock from the sub refrigerator where I was storing miscellaneous ingredients.

The beef bone soup I made with Choi Han-seok all night.

Park Joo-hyuk's milky white soup was illuminated and sparkled.

"Hey, get out of my way!"

When Haru came with a really white beef bone soup, other chefs exclaimed one thing or another.

I've prepared it as if I knew this would happen.

But now was not the time to question such a thing.

Park Joo-hyuk, embarrassed by the unusual appearance of the beef bone soup, pushed the surprised chefs ahead.

After holding a small spoon, I tasted the soup.

A little bit of oil, cold soup. It couldn't have tasted right.

However, Park Chu-hyuk was not such a bad cook that he didn't know the real taste hidden behind the temperature.

In addition, truffle is a very strong food ingredient.

When the unique scent of truffle spread out in harmony with the meat soup, Park Joo-hyuk was surprised.

"……what is this.”

"Are you all right?"

"No, it's not okay. This is the taste and taste you made.”

"Is it the same?"

“…….”

What the hell is this guy?

Beef bone soup with truffle. How the hell did he make this taste?

I got goosebumps a little bit.

My head was a little dizzy, but I didn't have time to do that.

Park Chu-hyuk began to move instead of answering.

He brought an earthen pot with a feeling of Korean food and poured the beef bone soup made by Haru into it.

Soon, the heat was raised and started boiling.

As the beef bone soup boiled up, its unique strong and thick meat scent spread here and there.

And the faint scent of truffles in it.

In an unprecedented combination, most chefs opened their eyes wide.

It was the smell that Wang Cheng smelled as he entered the restaurant.

"Serving again. Prepare tteok-galbi and side dishes again. Come on!"

"Yes, yes, chef!"

Chefs who were mesmerized by a slightly surreal sight.

Park Joo-hyuk's rant made them busy again.

Starting with the white beef bone soup in the same bowl as before, a set of tteok-galbi dishes have been set up again.

Park Joo-hyuk was about to serve, but he soon thought of something and took a step back.

Then he handed over the prize to Kim Ho-sung, who was next to him.

"Hosung, bring this to Mr. Wang instead of me."

"Joohyuk, are you sure you're okay? This isn't even your beef bone soup. No, it was out of the blue for a day in the first time. You're giving this to Dr. Wang? If you get rejected, there's no answer.”

"It's okay. It's...…. Just bring it to me because it's okay. They'll love it. I can assure you."

Park Joo Hyuk is bragging.

Kim Ho-sung, who was alternating between gomtang and the day, nodded with a small sigh."Okay. I don't know what's going on."

"Yes, I beg of you."

Foods that are well served.

The food in the hands of the servers once again headed to the special room set up for Wangcheng.

Of course, Haru and Park Joo-hyuk also followed.

"Mr. Wang Cheng, I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience of our oral fairy tale. The real beef bone soup you mentioned. I brought it back."

"Oh...…."

Park Joo-hyuk, who headed to his room again, bowed his head right away.

As if I've completely lost my pride.

The corners of Wangcheng's mouth dried up as he looked at the newly prepared table.

"The scent and flavor of this white soup and the deep truffle! That's exactly what I wanted!"

She was angry until the very end of her hair, but she disappeared somewhere, and she showed that she was feeling better.

"Look at this. You can do it. There's such a proper beef bone soup, what did you do without serving it right away? Of course, I understand your desire to catch up with your teacher. You don't use a guest as a guinea pig."

"I'm sorry."

"Ha, ha, hello. That's the attitude of a real chef. All right, let's have a bite."

The eyes of the king flashed.

Like the half hour I've been waiting for is nothing.

Soon, he took a spoon and tasted the beef bone soup.

Slurp!

Slurp!

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

Wangcheong ate up the beef bone soup like he was really begging.

Just as the course dishes I've eaten so far have gone somewhere, I quickly emptied one table, which was a large amount for a single person.

"Oh my god. This is it!"

A royal pat on the stomach with satisfaction.

A satisfied smile bloomed again on the face full of irritation.

After ordering Kim Ho-sung to remove the plate, Park Ju-hyuk approached carefully and asked.

"Where, did you enjoy your meal?"

"There was a little trouble, but it was small compared to the taste of this beef bone soup. It was a taste worth flying to Korea.”

Sipping Korean sweets and flower tea served as dessert, Wang Cheng nodded satisfactorily at Park Joo-hyuk's question.

Choi Han-seok said. Wang Cheng is a really great eater and gourmet, so he can't get over anything by just eating what he wants.

The same was true now.

He scolded Park Joo-hyuk with a displeased look on his face earlier, and now that he has finished eating, he opened his wallet saying he was sorry for saying too much earlier.

"This is a tip. If you rented a great Michelin three-star restaurant, like a oral fairy tale, wouldn't you give me this much?”

"……thank you. Mr. Wang."

"Ha, ha, hello. Give it back to the staff."

As a so-called big hand, he was no joke with the amount of tips.

The tip was given to all employees of the old fairy tale, including servers, by 200,000 won per person.

But this happened more often than I thought.

Wang Cheng is a tremendous businessman, and there is an atmosphere that if you rent a room at a Michelin restaurant in the culture of the Chinese, you should give it this much.

Anyway, tips worth as much as 200,000 won suddenly fell as a bonus, which means that chefs and employees have taken proper steps.

In comparison, however, the atmosphere of the oral fairy tale, in which Wang Cheng had left, was not so bright.

What's the point of saying it? It was because Park Joo-hyuk was staring at the day with an expression of all the evil emotions in the world.

The kitchen people who knew his personality were right to guess.Park Joo-hyuk's pride, which used to be as strong as Geumgangseok, is now completely crushed.

And Park Joo-hyuk is likely to find the culprit in another harsh place.

Park Joo-hyuk, who had been sighing in the kitchen to keep the ground down after Wang Cheng left, suddenly raised his head and said.

"One day."

"Yes, chef."

A day in which I answered in a calm voice.

However, Park did not even look back, just left the kitchen and gestured.

"Come out for a second—let me see you."