Cooking Genius With God

"……Yes?"

And soon.

'Wait. What's this?'

"Wow, this is an unexpected development. Of course, I did expect it to some extent. Sigh."

Today as well, and without fail.

A large nuclear bomb has fallen.

Jamie is so screwed up that it's not enough to say he failed to keep a straight face.

His lips and eyes trembled. The situation itself didn't seem to be understood.

Ben poured out a tremendous amount of vitriol without forgetting an eyebrow.

"Just now, what?"

"I asked if the competition was a joke. Did you think it would work again if you used the same cowardly trick you did in the round of 16? No matter how much Michelin you are, it's over the line."

"I agree. Of course it's delicious. I really want to pay for it and it's a great dish to sell at Michelin restaurants."

Ben followed by George this time.

Jamie, who was struggling with the vitriolic remarks of the two, put himself in charge.

He shouldn't have done that.

"Isn't that enough? I don't know what the problem is or what you're talking about."

"That idea itself is a problem. Why? Because chef Jamie was the only one who used the cheat key. Ingredients rather than skills, and very expensive ingredients. You know what? If this meat turns into a cheap one, will it still be as delicious as it is now?"

"Well, that's....”

"And crucially. It's not sincere at all right? We had fun with meat feet in the round of 16, so we should move on to the round of 8. What about the semi-finals? What about the semi-final and the final?

"That's not what I thought. But I really do."

"Really put your hand on your chest and think. Think about the time you worked hard and thought hard. Say it again. Seriously, was this Chef Jamie's best shot?"

Ben was quite a notorious man.

When he worked as a chef in the past, he had a lot of gossip because of his unique straightforward way of speaking and his personality that could even be called extreme.

Even when I put down the knife, the story kept going round and round and round.

But not a day, and most of the chefs here.

It's really the first time I've seen his famous vitriol in person.

"Chef Park Joo-hyuk was an angel."

One day I really felt that way.

I thought swearing would be much better.

I'll bet, Ben's words literally turned into a knife that tore through the chef's heart like crazy.

Jamie's strong ego collapsed like a sand castle.

Ben was shoveling all the remaining sand into the sea.

Maybe it's just me who can hear bacon laughing somewhere. How far was he looking at it?

"My best is….”

What is Jamie thinking right now?

If you say it was your best here, you'll admit that you're the only one who can do this and discount yourself.

But if I said it wasn't the best, I would have said, "What are you doing in a competition like this?"

In the end, his choice is.

"My best is…I don't think so. Yes, the judge is right. I think I forgot my duty as a chef. It's like I've eaten away at myself."

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Yes, definitely. I heartily thank you. I learned a lot from you."

"Then go in. Is there anything else you want to say?"

As Ben looked back and said, all the judges sitting down and looking at Jamie shook their heads in unison as if they had promised.

Jamie went back to his seat like that.

With the look of the world's evil, even a little stumbling.'Oh, it's really from the quarterfinals.’

That's what Bacon said.

Round of 16 is just a literal tutorial, like a short walk.

I guess that was really the right thing to say.

The quarterfinals, which have just begun, were different from the atmosphere. For some reason, the judges were also close to their heads.

And the envoy Ben's eyes soon turned to Haru.

Just after a day's eye contact with him.

"Next, Chef Haru."

"It's me!"

Have you always said that ominous foreboding is strangely compatible?

Ben, who calls the day's name naturally.

To be honest, I wanted to go out as late as possible because I was scared, but I couldn't help it.

Yeah, that's what you should think. I'm already done cooking anyway.’

It's rather good.

They said it's better to get hit at first, and in reality, it doesn't change if you go out later.

So it might be right to go out when the food is a little warmer now.

My heart was relieved to think so. Just as Haru, who is ready, was about to pull out his cart.

"Not alone, come out with Chef Tanaka next to you."

"……Yes."

'Huh?'

One more time.

There was a situation that no one expected.

For the first time in history, two chefs were judged at the same time.

Tanaka, whose name was suddenly called, flinched momentarily.

But soon, I met eyes for a day and nodded once.

"I'll be right there, Your Honor."

I straightened my mind and loaded my precious food on the cart.

Haru and Tanaka stood on the same road. It was similar to when I made food right next to you.

"Let's go."

"Yes, chef."

"You don't have a problem with who falls down, do you?

"Both go up there, and we'll buy Jamie a meal."

"Best."

The two smiling people began to walk slowly at the same time.

* * *

Aha, yeah, yeah. Now I get it. So that's how it was working?

Around the time Jamie tasted despair, and Haru and Tanaka were called to come out for screening at the same time.

There was one more person who was looking at the day out of anyone's sight.

It's none other than Choi Hanseok.

Sitting in a gap in the studio ceiling, he was watching all of the quarterfinals.

Of course, I came here without telling Haru.

There were some things that Haru was simply not happy about today, but the biggest reason was to literally know how the situation was going.

What do you do when you're old? I'm gonna use it for a living thing.

In fact, from the beginning of coming to the United States and meeting people, Choi Han-seok didn't have a good feeling.

I couldn't explain why clearly.

But it really did stink, beyond description.

So until now, I've just had it as a guess.

I followed Tanaka a few days ago and listened to the phone call, which became clear.

Also, Choi Han-seok was able to completely focus on his prediction today.

Adam was having an interesting idea, huh?

Because I was convinced that I wasn't the only one who noticed something unusual.

Adam.

In a way, Choi Han-seok was truly convinced that he was thinking the same thing as himself, which is also a real judge of this competition.There wasn't much evidence needed. I could tell for sure by just looking at Adam's eyes.

Also, what he thinks of his beloved pupil.

Things are really going well.

Originally, Choi Han-seok was going to help the day.

I thought I couldn't stand by any longer, so I was just going to let you know what was happening.

But I changed my mind when I saw Adam.

This would be better for a day.

Adam sees one day, Adam sees one day. Choi Han-seok was looking at those two people.

There was no problem.

Didn't the lion say how to drop his child off a cliff?

It was the moment when Choi Han-seok's unique playful personality was triggered once again.

Cheer up, Haru. Way to go!

Choi Han-seok's face, which had flown with a worried expression, quickly unfolded.

He left the chairman singing Lululala hum.

Haru and Tanaka's common screening was about to begin, but he thought he didn't need to see the results.

Because Haru will definitely win first place? That's not it.

Only Choi Han-seok believed. His student. That's very sincere too.

* * *

"Please introduce yourself first. Starting with Chef Tanaka."

"Yes, Judge Ben."

Tanaka bowed his head in front of Ben and greeted him.

It was quite disciplined and polite, as if it had been practiced.

It was different from the feeling that most of the other chefs were stiff, scared.

"First of all, my dish is based on pork neck, and it is boiled down using Japanese miso."

"It looks quite simple, doesn't it?”

"I think the biggest advantage of this material is its simplicity. So I boiled onions, potatoes, and carrots together. Especially, the potatoes were boiled and mashed with Japanese liquor and dried fish fillets, and they were covered with puree. Like a cozy blanket."

Pork neck meat that's easily boiled down just by putting it in your mouth.

And a soft melting potato puree, covered with such pork neck as if it were snow on the snow had fallen down.

'Tanaka's very simple as it is.….’

Pork, potatoes, carrots. There would be no more common ingredient than this.

Although pork was especially expensive, pork neck, it was certainly true that the cost was really low compared to other ingredients from the Michelin chef's perspective.

But does that mean it doesn't taste as good as well. Ha, that's ridiculous.

'Suspicious but ridiculously heavy. I can tell by the smell. This is the real skill of Chef Tanaka.’

Tanaka, of course, is a one-day rival.

Perhaps one word of enemy is more correct than rival here now.

But nevertheless, there was something I had to admit as a cook.

That dish in Tanaka was surprisingly delicate.

Tanaka, who runs a sushi restaurant and used to deal with seafood.

He grew significantly based on the advice the judges gave him in the first round of 16.

The chef who used to only handle seafood brought meat, in other words, meant he was that confident.

"Let's taste this first.”

"Yes, then right away."

Tanaka served food for the judges on a small plate.

They also wanted to eat quickly, so everyone took chopsticks to their mouths without delay.

Thick pork neck, potato puree, sweet onion.

The flavor of soy sauce and the unique smoked smell of the sea. With the perfect harmony of the sea and land."Delicious!"

"Hey, this is real."

"Hmmmmmmmmmm.

Giovanni and Mitsuru immediately let out their exclamations. Tanaka had a gentle smile around her mouth.

The competition was just the beginning.