Cooking Genius With God

"Hey, guys, you bastards! Hurry up and get up. Hurry up!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A room in a hotel almost rented a floor by the production team of Made Fur Films.

It was dawn when the moon rose big, but Bacon didn't care.

He stomped around the wine-colored carpeted hallway in his gown.

Then, the staff knocked on the door of the room where they were sleeping and woke people up.

What the hell happened, his face was flushed.

I was worried that he might collapse from high blood pressure.

"Haaaah... boss?"

"What's going on at this hour? What time is it in the morning? It's almost 2 o'clock."

The staff looked irritated when they woke up the person who was sleeping at dawn.

Some even had red eyes. It is because of fatigue.

I'm sorry about the bacon. I breathed heavily as I spoke. Then he pointed his cell phone at him.

"It's X-King Great news. Do you see this? Adam replied to me!”

"Adam?!"

"And it's not just a reply. I sent the F project file together as a way to buy it...…. Adam wants to come out! I said I'd do it with you!!"

"Holly X!!!!!!!!!"

At Bacon's words, all the staff in the seat felt a brief awakening.

No, it's not just waking me up. The fatigue has completely gone away.

I've never wanted to work this much.

"I can't believe Adam is in Project F……. Oh, I feel like I'm dreaming.”

"Right? Right?"

"Good things keep happening in Korea. Chef Haru's photos turned out so well. Even Adam, a great success."

"That's the end of it. We've already hit the jackpot! When was the last time Adam was on TV? You were only in your 30s. Don't that right?"

"Boss, we could write a history of cooking programs. I'm so ecstatic. Ugh."

Adam, Adam, Adam.

The staff, including bacon, went berserk on the word.

When a stranger saw it, he/she was confused about what emerging religion it was.

But Adam's influence was really that much.

Ordinary people don't have to know him very well. The public is supposed to be enthusiastic the moment he stands in front of the camera anyway.

No, you won't have to.

The reason is simple. Because he's Adam.

That was Adam's position in the culinary industry.

"I'm going to move up my return date. Finish this documentary quickly and materialize the F project. As fast as you can. All right?"

"Of course, chef. So the chefs who are going to be on Project F should just go with it?"

"Oh, my God. How much we've been helped. Raise Chef Haru's ranking to the top. That's right."

"However, it's a little if you do it right away.….”

Don't you see this? This is what Adam said in his reply!”

Bacon, who was jumping up and down at the hesitant staff, once again pushed his cell phone.

Where bacon was pointed by hand, it was written like this.

[The tteok-galbi that I packed earlier was worth eating]]

It's delicious. Not even the right amount. Just saying it was edible.

Depending on the customer, it could have meant that it was not delicious, but if Adam is the one who said it, the meaning is completely different.

"That Adam is praising, not vitriol!!”

"That's acceptable. I'll put it on the priority list right away. Don't worry, boss!"

"Let's get to work fast. This is an opportunity! We have to seize the opportunity!"Bacon's heart pounded.

He even thought that he might have been working for the day.

Entering the room, he greeted, looking in the direction of the table heaven.

"Thank you, Chef Haru!"

* * *

"Well……what the hell does this suggest? Chef." - I'm the one to know. It's the meaning of the underworld.

Yup.

I lost my appetite as if I was sad about the day.

It's been a few weeks since Adam went to table heaven, and the last documentary shoot that day was over.

Honestly, I didn't show it to the camera crew, but there were parts that bothered me.

I felt even more sorry for the disappearance of such a crowded person.

But they were people who had good personalities and ate well.

Bapsang Heaven returned to its original peaceful atmosphere, as if nothing had happened when.

Shortly after the shooting, it was in a flash.

But that was the problem.

"I thought there would be less peace now." - Peace is a good thing. You see?

"I don't know what to do."

It used to be just as good as it was.

Wake up, meet good people, cook and sleep at your restaurant all day long.

Of course, that's not to say I don't like my current life. Of course it was good.

But Haru itself is a little different from before.

There is only one reason. His mind caught on fire.

At this rate, the passion of the day was burning to the point that I thought I would burn beyond Weldon.

Because I knew Adam existed.

And I really thought that the big dream of getting out of the dining paradise and opening a restaurant was just around the corner.

But the reality? Months have passed, but nothing has changed. The world was equally peaceful.

Yumi, who was tapping on the calculator, sighed softly.

"President Haru……. I think we really need to do something about it. No matter how many times I calculate, the time doesn't match. It's definitely going to be in the red." "I'm sure. There aren't many ghosts in the morning. It's a little lonely, too."

Of course, a day didn't mean to stay still.

He wasn't stupid enough to sit in front of a persimmon tree and keep his mouth open forever.

Although the target was a table paradise, not a person, the previous work was anyway commissioned by the underworld.

Spices filled up as the day was completed properly.

Haru and Yumi spent weeks generously using the spice to make many ghosts sacred.

The elderly couple who came to see me during the early morning shoot, the college student ghost who died after taking the CSAT, and the old man ghost who had an accident were all in the holy fire.

The castle fire itself was good. The problem was later.

"I've saved a lot of time, so there's no problem. It certainly bothers me."

"Right? I also owe a lot to President Haru...….”

The number of customers decreased, so did the punishment.

During the months when the flame was heated, the amount of time earned was drastically reduced to a fifth of the previous level.

Of course, there is more than a year left to save.

But time is different from money. If you run out, you'll die.

Of course, I had no choice but to react sensitively.

"Chef, ghosts in this neighborhood...Can you see any more …?”

I take a walk for hours a day. No one was there. Well, that's a good thing. That's how peaceful this world has become.Of course, there weren't completely no new customers.

Sometimes, people who just passed away came as guests and ate.

But most of those people were in a flash.

Haru, how much capital did you say you had?

"I don't know if it's a lot or not. There's enough to do anything."

But it wasn't just a bad situation either.

The money accumulated by running a famous restaurant called Bapsang Heaven until now was a truck.

In other words, I could open three more restaurants like Table Heaven with just the capital I have now.

Opening a restaurant wasn't rocket science either.

No matter how expensive the initial cost is, it's more than enough to borrow a little.

"But just because you can, doesn't mean you have a reason to do it right away……. I'm so worried."

At first, I thought Karma would guide me.

Whatever it is, it happens to a day. I thought I would be able to open a restaurant as a result.

But now that I think about it, it was the end of arrogance.

Don't be so mean. We have plenty of time, don't we?

"More than I couldn't. I think it's harder now that I can. We've got capital ready, and we've got almost all the ghosts in the castle."

Where and how to start. I never imagined it would be difficult.

The only comforting thing is that the first compilation of Made Fur Films' documentary is due to come soon.

Of course, it was the first edited version, so it was only a frame set. I couldn't help but look forward to it.

"I have to work. I've been thinking about a lot of things."

Yumi nodded because it wasn't wrong.

So the day passed in a blink of an eye.

These days, the number of ghost customers has decreased, so the early morning business has also ended about an hour early.

My cell phone rang when I was about to go home and rest after finishing the restaurant.

I answered the phone right away because I was waiting for it.

"Bacon, why don't you call me?"

I was beginning to wonder if you wouldn't come.

I wanted to talk to you while listening to your voice. What time is it in Korea?

"It's dawn. I'm going to go home and sleep.”

Oh, I'm sorry. America is in full swing.

"It's all right, don't worry. By the way, you have a documentary edit, right?" -Well...…. Actually, I'd like to tell you something about that.

Bacon's voice over the phone dropped sharply.

A bad feeling of storming.

Haru frowned a little and listened.

I think it will take more time to edit. I'm trying new things, and I'm a little behind on my schedule. We started a new project.

"I can't help it. But there's no problem with the schedule, right?”

To be honest, I was very disappointed.

It was my first time to be on TV that people around the world watched, so I wanted to get the results as soon as possible.

But what can I do? I can't say that bacon is.

Of course, the show will be on time no matter what. By the way, I'm actually calling you today because of our new project.

"New project? Why me?"

Bacon's tension, which had been at its lowest, soared suddenly.

Project

The four-letter word touched the gut of the day.One day was certain.

It's here.

In the meantime, I just ignored everything and tried hard to hold back what I wanted to move forward.

I even called the grim reaper, but she said she didn't know.

It was a hopeless wait, but not from now on.

The time has finally come. A chance to move forward.

We used to call it Project F, but now the blueprint is pretty good. To put it simply, it's a huge competition. Food competition where chefs from all over the world compete!

Bacon shouted loudly.