Cooking Genius With God

'Hmm. This is.'

One day I tasted Bean's food, I realized it right away.

No, when I saw her cooking, I wondered why, but when I tried it, it became clear.

Gulp.

I completely swallowed a whole pork belly dish. I could feel Bin peeking at the day.

The look inside the mask. Her eyes were shaking slightly, uncharacteristically.

What does it taste like? What do you think?'

I need you to answer anything.

If you're not going to answer, show me your gesture.

One day, however, there was no response. I did it on purpose.

"Wow, this is crazy."

"Pork belly is..." Wasn't it supposed to be tough? It's softer than Korean beef chops. It melts as soon as I put it in my mouth.”

"I know. People who really don't have teeth will eat it. It's very green. Totally savory, sour and salty, eww. I'm going crazy.”

Celebrities threw up their reactions as if they had waited.

As with all other broadcasts, there was some exaggeration, but the feeling of "delicious" they were feeling was real.

Even though there is food left in his mouth, he wiggles his hand holding chopsticks to eat more.

It was the most solid evidence that a person truly felt "delicious."

Bean, however, was not satisfied.

Celebrity from her point of view, i.e., it was natural for her guests to be satisfied.

"That's what you're going to do, isn't it?’

When Haru didn't respond, Bin's eyes filled with irritation collected the eyes that had been shedding even a small amount.

Only then came a very small smile on the lips of the day.

I had a hard time hiding this.

I'm sure he does.

'As much as me. No, maybe you've grown up more than me. Empty Chef.'

He was obviously an enemy until just now, but now his heart is full.

It feels like I suddenly became the 10th and 3rd in the whole school, envious of the 1st place in the whole school.

One day still stands on top of the bean. That's for sure, too. Even the distance between the two will never be narrowed.

And yet, strangely, I felt good. It was thanks to Bin's cooking.

But at the same time.

But I won.’

I was convinced of this.

Delicious? There was. It was truly a great dish.

Maybe it's more delicious than your own cooking for a day. Bin's whole pork belly dish is.

But it wasn't a better dish than Haru's.

If the value of the dish was decided only by the absolute taste, one day would have already been defeated by Chef Yoon Byung-jin.

The reason why Bin lost and Chef Yoon Byung-jin lost were the same.

'On top of this dish...….’

Choi Han-seok said. A cook is a person who puts something on a plate. He's a man who satisfies customers like that.

And the talent of a day is to be able to put something other than cooking on a plate.

"Well, shall we move on to Haru's cooking?"

"Bin's cooking was so delicious, but I also need to taste Haru's cooking."

"Oh, but isn't that too much from the start? I'm really looking forward to it."

Celebrities who finished more than half of Bin's pork belly in an instant turned to Haru with expressions full of expectations.

One day when I noticed that the meal and comments were coming to an end, I had already set the stove on fire.

Sizzling--!The carefully made nurungji was heated and made a sizzling sound.

Below it, chicken oil fell and almost half fried, creating a tremendous flavor when the scent of tree ear mushrooms was combined.

"The biggest characteristic of native chickens is that they are unique in size, but they have shells that are thicker than other chickens. So there's a lot of oil in the chicken skin."

"So you're saying it's nurungji baked with chicken oil?”

"That's why it looks better with chicken."

When all the stone plates were heated up and scorched rice became crispy.

The white chicken broth, which was scooped out by the day, was scooped up with a ladle.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoops!

Hot stone plates and warm broth. And chicken oil.

The broth boiled in an instant as it sounded like a shower.

"Ah! That's why you said grilled samgyetang!"”

"Wow... that's awesome. Grilled chicken with nurungji, and pouring the broth. How did you come up with this? Really?"

"Senior, I feel once again that you're a senior for nothing." It smells so good, too.

"It's nothing. But it's an important occasion, so I wanted to bring Samgyetang, a meaningful food for me. But it's a bit disappointing to make samgyetang, so I thought about how to make it more delicious and ended up making it."

"No, just because you're thinking about it, that's what comes up with this?”

"Wow, sir. You know what I just said was really cool."

I just tried it and it worked.

Most people who hear this usually think, "What is he doing to be so condescending?" But what Haru said didn't feel strange.

He didn't even think about putting others under him.

Therefore, celebrities' expectations, which were thought to have reached their peak, rose through the ceiling.

When the broth boiled up moderately, I picked up scissors and cut the thickly sliced chicken into bite-sized pieces.

"Try eating chicken, nurungji soaked in broth, and tree ear mushrooms with a little bit of sesame salt.”

"Nurungji and mushrooms in a chicken, it's a triad."

"Be careful, it's hot."

"Yes, yes, yes, then where."

Celebrities rushing in as if they were waiting.

He quickly put the dish on the spoon and put it in his mouth.

Let's do that.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Whoa, whoa…….”

Nothing much was said this time.

It was just boiling nurungji and broth, so it was hot, but everyone just enjoyed the taste.

When everyone tasted it like that.

"Um... I'll have another bite first."

"Me too, me too."

Instead of the comments that were supposed to come out, spoon and chopsticks were pushed in.

One more bite.

And two bites without saying anything. Three bites.

In the middle of the day, Haru tactfully brought me red pepper paste mixed with perilla seeds and told me to dip it in here.

If you dip a piece of tree ear mushrooms and chewy chicken in the savory perilla pepper paste.

“…….”

It's literally a taste that doesn't need words.

The three celebrities seemed to have completely forgotten that they were on air now.

Perhaps it was a very embarrassing situation, Producer Kim, who was watching the entertainers' mukbang in a daze for a while, suddenly came to his senses and shouted.

"Come on, people? We're here to do a broadcast, right? You're not here to eat, are you?"

Only then did people who were eating almost as if they were about to put their noses in a stone plate come to their senses."Oh, yeah. Yes."

"I'm sorry. I don't pay attention to the camera when it's on. I couldn't see anything as soon as I took a bite of Haru's food."

"I know. I totally agree with that. I thought I was possessed by some kind of ghost. I found out that he's taking another bite. I noticed he's taking another bite."

Celebrities who look dumbfounded, saying they didn't know this would happen.

In the eyes of the day, which seemed to be empty, the stone plate was completely empty, leaving only a few points of meat.

"Why didn't you leave something to eat, Chef Bean?"

"……What? Didn't Bin eat it?”

"We're so focused on eating. Oh, my... I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done this."

Of course, I couldn't eat the bean.

How can three people stick spoons in between when they are gathering like hyenas and protecting stone plates?

Bin, who had been away a few steps behind me, walked trudging when I noticed that a day had given me a chance.

Gazing carefully at the nearly-earthed stone plate, I took a bite out of the leftover chicken and mushrooms.

"Well."

Bin, who kept silent with his mouth closed, only opened his mouth.

In a very small voice barely heard by Haru, he whispered with sincerity, as he did in his cooking.

"I won.”

Then Haru replied.

"That's what I was going to say.”

“…….”

Bean did not reply at all.

Behind the mask, what she looks like now. One day I couldn't tell.

After a while, when everyone finished eating under the guise of tasting, it was time to make a choice.

Producer Kim, who grabbed the megaphone, shouted.

"Well, that's why. Everyone's food is...…. I think you enjoyed it without asking.”

"Hehe…… I'm sorry to the viewers. It's our job to try it and give them various words and reactions."

"But the camera director said that earlier. They ate so deliciously that it was much better than most comments.”

"I don't know if it's a compliment."

"It would be a compliment. Maybe. Hmm, anyway. Then like I said earlier, you can choose now. Which of the two seniors did you like the most?"

Now it's time for a choice.

There are two dishes to choose from, and three people to choose from.

When Haru and Bin were turning their backs, the three raised their left or right hands.

"Well, pick one for me!"

Haru turned his back with a light gesture.

Soon, the sound of hands rising was heard at the same time.

Everyone raised their hands without much thought about whether they had a pre-thought answer.

Haru and Bin haven't turned their heads to check the answers yet.

Behind his back, he could hear PD Kim's laughter-filled voice.

"Oh, this is. It's a little unexpected."

Perhaps it wasn't a lie, but the other staff buzzed.

Then, who won?

Haru and Bean looked back at the same time.

All three celebrities held the same hand.

As a result, nothing more to see.

Haru asked Bin.

"Chef Bean, if I may say so now. The recipe you used today, you didn't make it yourself, did you?Bean did not reply.

Instead, just take your eyes off Haru for a while.

"That recipe, I've seen it. I was looking for Chef Bean's Mask Cook channel and found it on YouTube. It was definitely a channel of a Korean chef working at a Michelin Three Star restaurant in France. His name is."

"Daniel. Daniel Seol...….”

"That's right. Daniel Seol. His recipe, right?”

Daniel's theory.

I've never heard of this name before.

But I guess it wasn't for Bean.

"That's. I mean."

Bean's eyes trembled badly.

She couldn't say anything.