Cooking Genius With God

"I'm sorry, we're out of ingredients. I think we need to cut the line from here."

When Haru said so, sweating profusely, the people in line were about to cry at once.

I thought they were standing in front of the food truck and invaded the fresh fruit juice store next to it.

Even though the day was baking pork belly at a tremendous speed, it continued to increase at a considerable rate, let alone shrink.

The smell of pork belly and kimchi spread from place to place in the venue, and the scene of a day of a fire show while grilling meat with the lid of a cauldron was uploaded to SNS, drawing considerable attention.

People who continue to flock.

I wanted to treat all of these people with delicious dishes, but I couldn't help it because I ran out of ingredients.

"I thought 100 servings would be enough with pork belly, kimchi, and seasoned scallions. I never imagined it would be sold out at 4 p.m.….”

The day, which had been trying to send back the customers who kept gathering, murmured, expressing regret.

100 servings.

I simply think, 'Is that so much? I think they're going to sell it out soon.

But selling 100 servings of food a day is really a huge achievement than I thought.

The average daily sales of food trucks were 30 to 40 servings. If it works out well, it's only 60 to 70 servings.

Even the 'It to Seoul' festival ends at 9 p.m.

However, it is still only 4 p.m., and selling all 100 servings is not enough to say that it is simply awesome.

This is the class of oral fairy tales. Don't you think, Haru? The most delicious kimchi in the world! And Haru, the only disciple of Choi Hanseok, pork belly you grill! It's weird if it doesn't sell.

Choi Han-seok shouted excitedly, looking at the crowd continuously even though he said he had run out of ingredients.

He was also angry at the event officials who discriminated against him as much as a day.

When I saw Jeon Jae-hyung, who was crying over the phone with his boss, and the customers who were flocking proportionately, I couldn't help but laugh.

A day is also full of customers, even though they are exhausted.

Something caught me when I was playing along with Choi Han-seok's words.

'Huh? Hold on, Chef. What do you mean the only disciple? Chef Park Joohyuk is here, too. "Chef Choi Han-seok's first student."

Joohyuk is no longer my student. It's a good thing he changed his mind when you came out of the oral fairy tale, but...…, because I hold grudges.

Choi Han-seok, who speaks in a playful way as usual.

But one day I knew that there was a past that could never be light.

Choi Han-seok and Park Joo-hyuk were really like father and son.

However, Park Chu-hyuk left irreparable scars on Choi Han-seok, and even almost destroyed his legacy of oral fairy tale.

If Choi Han-seok had not asked Haru to do so while swallowing his boiling anger and disappointment, the story would have been quite different from before.

That is why Choi decided not to call Park Chu-hyuk his student anymore.

One day, Choi Han-seok was well aware of such feelings.

That's why I said it with a playful grin.

I'll do my best, Master. So that you don't hold grudges.'

Nice to meet you, rude disciple.

"What do you mean fire? You sold so much today, though?”

The show hasn't even started yet. Still, I know you're talented in business today, so I'm not too worried.Wasn't the reason for coming to the "It to Seoul" festival for the practice of food truck business to be prepared soon?

To learn food truck kitchens, which are completely different from ordinary restaurant kitchens, and to find out the feeling of dealing with people passing by the streets as guests.

In that sense, one day was perfectly successful.

Despite all the interruptions, I proudly wrote the myth that it was sold out at 4 p.m.

If the food truck was officially opened a day later, it could have been a good promotion.

As the day smiled shallowly at Choi Han-seok's praise, he looked at the day with a gentle expression and said.

Great job, Haru. You were a real killer today. You don't panic or make mistakes when customers come in. The response was neat.

"Thanks to you, sir."

-No, it's your talent for a day. And my role as a teacher is to make my talent more beautiful. Anyway, you did a great job.

Choi Han-seok, who said so, turned his head as if he was a little shy.

I don't know how I'm exactly the same as when I was young. I can't help but be likable, very,' a small muttering voice came, but it was slowly mixed with the voices of people preparing to go back and could not be heard by Haru.

I stood in front of the fire all day and smelled of pork all over my body.

Oily smell, which can be unpleasant.

But one day I rather liked it. The feeling of being rewarding and the lingering feeling of business did not leave easily.

Therefore, I carefully said the word to Choi Han-seok on my way home from business.

Chef, so we're going to get ready, right? Get ready to open the food truck.’

Huh? That's right. But you worked hard today, so let's go home and eat something delicious and rest well. Aren't you exhausted from serving so many customers all day?

'Well, actually, I still have a little bit of energy. If you don't mind, I'd like to prepare it from today. The menu, the location of the business."

-Gasp...

Choi Han-seok took a few steps back in surprise at the remark that he was still too energetic.

With a shocked look on his face, he shook his head, saying, "Young people are the best."

Yeah, yeah. Let's go home and develop a menu. Let's do whatever we want for a day!

"Oh yeah, so we're going to the mart right away?’

You're amazing. You're amazing.….

Thinking about how a person could be that enthusiastic, Choi Han-seok corrected his thoughts while watching the day earlier.

One day was not just similar to Choi Han-seok's childhood.

I think you're worse than me. The passion and things like that. You look like you're having so much fun.’

Of course, it was never hateful.

Choi Han-seok smiled as he looked at the day when he was enthusiastic about the menu idea without any signs of being tired.

* * *

- Well, what do you want to do, Haru? The food truck menu.

Choi Han-seok asked Haru, who returned home after buying various ingredients.

What kind of food are you going to sell?

It was the most important thing in preparing the restaurant.

There are many factors such as the interior, atmosphere, and location of the food truck, but the best of them is the food sold and the taste.

"On my way home, and while shopping, I thought about it a little bit. As expected, I'm going to go to Korean food. It's good business today, and I'm most confident about Korean food."- That's true, isn't it? That's what I thought. You're saying that pork belly meat? Pork belly steak or something like that.

Choi Han-seok nodded as if he had expected it to some extent.

If you think about it, it's natural.

We used pork belly to hit the jackpot today, so of course, our thoughts will go that way.

There is no reason to take chances while choosing different main ingredients or different genres of cooking.

by the way

"Oh, no. It's similar, but pork belly is kind of vague, right?”

What do you mean, ambiguous?

A different answer came back than I thought.

When Choi Han-seok asked back with his eyebrows raised, he answered as if it was natural for a day.

"Pork belly seems to have a lot of difficulties in food trucks. There's a lot of oil splashing, and it's boring, and most of all, it's a bit of a burden, right? It's greasy meat."

By the way, Haru sold really well at the festival today. It's mostly for customers who are full.

"By the way……. I think it was possible because of this festival. Usually, customers who come to places like this are fully prepared, right? I'm going to eat my fill today! Like this."

-That's true, yeah. Haru, you're absolutely right.

"And I've been thinking. Didn't I do a fire show earlier? I think those elements are really good. The way it's cooked itself.

Choi Han-seok, who was having a conversation, unconsciously burst out of his mouth.

I knew Haru was talented in cooking or business, but I never imagined it to be this much.

Usually, chefs who have made a big hit with their business once can't forget the taste and stick to the dish.

Haru didn't focus on the fact that he hit the jackpot. I was looking at how big it was and how big it was.’

It's not a tree, it's a view of a wide forest.

A clean head that can count the process, not focus on the outcome.

One day's talent wasn't just that much.

"When you put these things together……. Personally, I'd like to have a fusion Korean food. So, what came to mind was a short rib sandwich. I'm good at cooking tteok-galbi and grilling. What do you think, Chef?"

When Haru said what he thought about the menu.

Choi Han-seok couldn't help but admit that he underestimated the day a little.

Tteok-galbi sandwich?

"Yes! I put teriyaki sauce on tteok-galbi and lettuce and cheese...…. No, this isn't right. I'll show you in person. I don't know if it'll come out right because it's only in my head."

Hurry up!

Did he get the right feeling?

Not knowing that surprised Choi Han-seok was blinking his blank eyes, Haru ran to the kitchen and began to move busily.

I took out the necessary ingredients from the refrigerator and released the things I had shopped for earlier.

"Pork 3 and beef 7 are the rates you told me, but I don't think the unit price will match. I'd like to match pork 5 with beef 5.”

Place ground pork and beef in a large cooking bowl, half at a time, and season.

Dab salt and pepper. Pour the soy sauce twice. Add a little oligosaccharide and minced garlic and ginger according to your preference.

Then, peel the onion, green onion, and two eggs.Now, put on plastic gloves and mix well, rub, and make, and the patty is done.

It's very quick. Someone might think I'm reading the recipe book.

"Huh, it's a dish that I've been thinking about for a while. I'm so excited right now!"

Whoops!

Place the pan on fire and butter and bake bread and patties.

The sweet and savory scent of butter and the oily and salty scent of handmade tteok-galbi were simply death.

Add some crunchy toast to that's

If you're done with grilled short rib patties and bread, it's almost over.

"All we have to do is put it together!"

First, spread a slice of bread at the bottom and sprinkle with teriyaki and mayonnaise sauce.

On top of it, top it with thick juicy tteok-galbi and cover it with mozzarella cheese melted in a pan like a blanket.

Lastly, what if I add fresh tomato slices and lettuce?

"This is it! The name is... I think it'll be enough if it's hand-made short rib sandwich. Chef, what do you think?"

In an instant, a sandwich with an enormous visual was completed.

One day lift a knife and cut the sandwich in half.

Crunch! The mozzarella cheese flowed out.

On top of that, the thick cross section of tteok-galbi was added, and saliva poured out naturally.

-Huh...

Choi Han-seok, who alternately looked at the day with a special sandwich and a cautious expression, spat out blankly.

I don't want to be a teacher. Hey, I didn't teach you anything. If you play drums, janggu, kkwaenggwari and gong by yourself. What am I supposed to do, man?

"What do you mean?"

I don't have to eat it. Hey, this is Cheatkey, Cheatkey! Food trucks sell monsters like this. Who wouldn't eat it? There's nothing to see. It's a great deal, man!