Cooking Genius With God

When I arrived at the oral fairy tale after receiving a phone call from Park Joo-hyuk, time had already passed.

Late evening.

It was around the end of the last dinner time meal of the oral fairy tale.

Normally, chefs would have been busy in the empty restaurant to close, but not today.

There were a few people in the hall, and the chefs gathered in a circle.

Kim Ho-sung, who found Haru, waved his hand, asking if he had come now.

"Our day is here! Wow, thank you. But I sang it out of the blue. Thank you."

"What? You should come when they call you. So, what's going on?”

Once I heard from him, I ran to him, but one day I didn't get a proper explanation.

I've just been told what's going on with broadcasting and oral fairy tales, and I need a day there.

But looking at the current situation, it doesn't seem like a simple broadcast.

That's what he's going to do.

In the middle of the oral fairy tale, the biggest table.

There were some unknown faces that appeared to be producers and staff of the broadcasting station, and some celebrities that were seen on cooking-related TV shows.

And there were three chefs between them. They were all people Haru knew.

"You're the youngest, aren't you?”

Park Sung Hyuk and Lee Jong Kook and Seol Bin who loves and hates.

I thought I'd meet the youngest chefs again someday, but I didn't expect it to be this way. Especially the bean.

In front of the place where the three youngest members gathered, there were also three dishes of cooking.

I think the broadcasters and the chefs of oral fairy tales were thinking about these dishes.

"Haru, come here for now."

Park Joo-hyuk, who found Haru, held hands and dragged him in front of him.

You didn't introduce your day to the broadcasting station people or explain what kind of broadcast it is.

But one day there was not a complaint.

Park Joo-hyuk was seriously worried now.

Now that his eyes were those of a chef who only came out when he caught fire in his cooking.

"You see three dishes here. Do you want to pick one?"

"Hmm. Did the chefs make this?”

"Yes, our youngest members made it. Just pick one. Some celebrities are going to open a restaurant, but I heard it's a dish they sell there."

"It's a dish that celebrities sell in restaurants...….”

There were three dishes in total.

Bulgogi & Kimchi fried rice with cheese, Gimbap with pork belly, and.

"What's this? Meat looks like chicken breasts. Fill your stomach with something, bake it once...Did you fry it again?

The two plates were pretty plated, but they were popular anyway.

But the last third plate was a very nice and luxurious dish that really suited this oral fairy tale.

Honestly, up to here, it reminds me of who made this.

I can tell by the feeling it. I think they're going to choose a dish for the show. Don't you think, Haru?

Haru nodded slightly and sent a gesture of yes.

"Try it first, and pick one for me?"

"Yes, chef."

Park Chu-hyuk, who gives a spoon and chopsticks. The day I received it began to taste it from the beginning.

Fried rice, pork belly kimbap, and a mysterious chicken breast dish that was far away alone.

When I cut the chicken breast the size of a fist in half with a knife, the insides came out.

I think it was made by stir-frying chorizo sausage and pickled garlic. First of all, it seemed to be a good and delicious dish.I put the contents and chicken breasts in a spoon and tasted them at once.

"How do you like it?"

People gathered in the restaurant looked at the day savoring the taste.

Maybe the menu for broadcasting will be decided depending on the choice of the day you make here.

One day after rinsing his mouth after eating the last chicken breast dish, he laughed.

"First of all, the most delicious thing was that chicken breast.”

"That's true."

"Oh...."

One word of the day divided the whole response.

The chefs of the oral fairy tale nodded, saying yes, and the broadcasters and celebrities exclaimed.

but

"But it's not chefs. Celebrities will make it. Then we have to filter this out first. I can't make it."

Slice chicken breasts appropriately, filling in again.

Then bake, fry, make sauce and pour it...…. It's a real mess.

This kind of food cannot be made by ordinary people.

Chicken breasts become so stiff that you can't eat them even if you cook them incorrectly, and if you put in more ingredients than the amount, they explode very easily.

Even the cooking process was incredibly complicated.

"I personally think this pork belly gimbap is the best. Everyone seems to like it. Of course, kimchi and bulgogi fried rice were really good, but since it's a broadcast, something unique is good, right?”

"Yes, Chef Haru!"

When Haru gave positive reviews about pork belly gimbap, a big smile hung on Park Sung-hyuk's face, who was looking nervously.

I think this pork belly gimbap was Park Sung Hyuk's dish.

Did he like the answer? Park Joo-hyuk smiled as he looked at the day.

"As expected, I knew you would."

"Now tell me. What's going on. Please introduce yourself."

"Sigh, you should. I'm sorry I'm late. This is our producer. You can just call me PD Kim. I heard they're going to have a show with these celebrities.

"You're Chef Haru, aren't you? I've heard a lot from Chef Park Joohyuk. A oral fairy tale! They left when they clapped. Besides, he opened a restaurant...…. Wow, that's great!"

The person introduced as PD Kim and Park Joo-hyuk seemed to be close in their own way.

When I heard the story, PD Kim came to the oral fairy tale shortly after the day was over, but he said he ate the food once and became a regular customer immediately because it was so good.

As I came here once a week, I naturally became close to Park Joo Hyuk.

I heard that you wanted to use it on broadcasts.

"Chef Park Joo-hyuk said that it's impossible for a oral fairy tale to be broadcasted directly. That's why I suggested it. We're going to open a restaurant with these people. Make the main menu for the oral fairy tale."

"Something seemed to be the case.”

"By the way, you're amazing. That dish made by Chef Bin. Honestly, I had no idea when I first saw it. But as soon as he saw it, he knew what was in it, how it was made. Hey, honestly, he was kind of cool. "This is the chef!"

From what PD Kim said, Park Joo-hyuk probably told me about the day very well.

Producer Kim continued when Haru, who was feeling better, smiled awkwardly.

"The chefs cooked three dishes for me. The reaction was divided into three, right? Celebrities like kimchi fried rice. I think pork belly gimbap is the best. And Chef Bin always says this is better."Producer Kim slightly shakes his head looking at the empty side.

Surely her cooking was incomparable to that of the other two chefs.

And that's her problem.

It's not that Park Sung Hyuk and Lee Jong Kook didn't make it because they couldn't make it better than this.

Chef Park Joo-hyuk yawned and gestured to the broadcasters.

"Anyways, let's do what Haru filmed. I thought it looked fine, too. Pork belly gimbap."

"As expected, right? Wow, thank you so much. Chef! Next time, I'll show you the oral fairy tale.….”

"Don't say nonsense, just go in there."

"Yes."

People who prepare to go back, leaving a mildly mischievous remark.

From what I saw earlier, it seemed like celebrities were trying to edit out the food they're making and put it on the air.

I thought Park Joo-hyuk, who allowed it, has definitely changed a lot.

"Good job, Haru. Thank you for coming even though I called you in a hurry. Nothing has been decided between us. Come visit again with Yumi later on. Not staff meal time, but dinner. I'll make you something really delicious."

"What, chef? By the way, I was going to tell you earlier, but I couldn't because I didn't have the chance."

"Huh? What is it?"

"That pork belly gimbap. Don't you think it's a little disappointing?"

In fact, I thought about pork belly gimbap since I had my first bite.

I think I can make it better.

It's not bad now, but I could clearly see a recipe that would make it better in front of me.

"If you look at it now, there's not enough to make it less greasy. Of course, I put garlic in it, but it's grilled in meat oil. So I think you can use oigo-chu and pickled radish. To make the taste more luxurious here...….”

“…….”

Haru, who was properly felt, began to talk wildly.

A cook is someone who burns when it comes to cooking. Because fire is always near, it is bound to resemble.

It was a day when I was a little into mannerism these days, but today, I came up with a lot of ideas strangely.

Park Sung-hyuk, who made samgyeopsal gimbap, naturally overheard the story of the two while passing by. And soon.

"Huh? Oh!"

Elasticity that pops out by itself.

Park Joo-hyuk, who was looking at the original author of the dish singing exclamations, smiled and listened to what Haru was saying, and soon turned his head to the side and shouted.

"Wait! Producer Kim! I think you have to go later."

"Yes, yes? What's the matter?"

Park Joo-hyuk paused the staff who were preparing to go back.

As PD Kim approached, Park Joo-hyuk, who was thinking about something with his hand on his chin, pointed to the rest of the day with pork belly gimbap.

"Let's change the recipe a little. You don't mind if I take a little more time?”

* * *

"Wow, this is it!"

It was about 30 minutes longer than scheduled, but PD Kim's mouth was full of laughter.

The other staff in the back were staring at the clock blankly with an increasingly hardened look on their faces, but PD Kim, who was filled with expectations that he could make a better program like Haru, was also completely set on fire."Are you feeling better?"

"A little? A little? No, it's really okay. Honestly, I'm sorry to Chef Park Sung-hyuk."

"No, don't be sorry. No, it's so delicious even if I eat it. There's nothing to be sorry about. Wow, Chef Haru is so real."

Haru's new version of pork belly kimbap.

I simply changed the original garlic into cucumber peppers, added shredded radish, and used a sauce made by mixing this and that instead of the commercial ssamjang I've used so far.

"I really think this is a cook. It's going to be a completely different dish.”

Obviously the same dish, but it was incredibly different.

Even other chefs are amazed by the taste.

At least now the oral fairy tale was revolving around the day.

However, the eyes of the day were slightly different from those of pork belly gimbap.

As soon as the situation was about to end again, Choi Han-seok, who was floating in the air, asked.

What do you think? Chef Choi Han-seok.

Then he laughed as if he was dumbfounded.

-How? How? How? He's been staring at you like he's gonna kill you.