Cooking Genius With God

Of course, Haru made Haru the winner.

I tried my best, I was calm, and the dust that I've accumulated so far has gone up to a great deal and helped me reach the top of the championship.

But that doesn't mean it's 100% thanks to a day.

Sincerely, the road to the top of the championship was so high and rough that I couldn't walk alone.

Unfortunately, one day didn't grow that much.

There was Choi Han-seok, but it was not enough.

I simply felt that the probability had increased dramatically, but Choi Han-seok was already part of the day.

And it was Ikene who met by chance that filled the gaps.

I'm sure they'll ask what's different from just cooking for us.’

Children had the power to see a lot of things that adults couldn't see.

And if an adult understood such children, it would be like having new eyes that could be seen farther than anyone else.

That's the case just by looking at the ice cream. I couldn't think of this recipe one day without the kids.

'And I'd be out of the semi-finals. Unfortunately.'

I was able to win because I had children.

The children were also able to be holy because they had a day.

So will Ike.

Darn, knock, knock, tap, tap!

Relax, but do your best to emphasize the details and taste.

Haru cooked very delicately.

I was a little nervous, so I had a cold sweat on my back, but I didn't feel it one day.

When I was cooking, I could feel what it meant by time really passing like a bullet.

I came to my senses and it was well past a few hours.

Choi Han-seok, who returned to the human body, set the table and called for a day.

Haru, we have a visitor.

"……Already?"

Look at him sweating. What kind of genius are you? So engrossed. Of course, he's a genius. Anyway! Wipe it off with a towel. I've prepared all the awards.

I roughly wiped myself with the towel of the hotel Choi Han-seok handed me. When I went outside, touching my hair, there was an Ike.

He seemed very nervous for some reason. Moreover, he was looking at the day wriggling his hands.

Uncle Haru...Did you win?

Smiling.

That's the first thing I've said.

I could clearly see what Ike had in mind.

There's one more day left because I want to see one day win, and it's very awkward if one day doesn't win.

That's why it was clear that he was looking around for a day like this.

As expected, I thought children are really cute laws. Especially.

The day smiled brightly.

"Yes, of course! You said you'd win. You know I keep my word, right?”

Really? Did you really win?

"I really, really won. It's all thanks to Ike. Ike cheered for me, so my uncle could win. Thank you."

So you're going to be a great cook, like you said before? Awesome! Congratulations! That's great!

Hearing the news of the championship, Ike began to jump around.

It may be a great happiness for someone to like their happiness this much, and one day Ike was sitting at the table thinking so.

"So today, I cooked what my uncle did at the competition. I don't know if it'll suit your taste. It's a little less spicy.”

So you won first place with this? With this chicken?"Of course. Besides, it's more elaborate and delicious than the venue. Ay, for you."

Ike had one more day left for the day, and one day he cooked for the guy.

Suddenly, the theme of the final came to mind again.

The subject Adam said he chose himself. Warm dishes. Suddenly, Choi Han-seok said.

Yonseok, why didn't you come earlier? It's a little cold. Unfortunately

But it looks so delicious. And it's the dish that Uncle Haru! That means it's the best in the world. That's right, Uncle Haru!

"……Right, you're right, Ike."

Chicken that has cooled down a little.

Of course, it was still delicious. But it's not the best taste. At least that was the case for a day.

Originally, most dishes were best served outside the oven, or right after the resting.

It wasn't just a cook, it was something that ordinary people who were even a little interested in cooking knew.

But not for Ike.

For him, this chicken dish, which has cooled down a little, is the most delicious dish in the world, and it must be in that state.

Ironically, you can't judge the taste of a dish by its taste alone.

This must have been the theme of today's cooking.’

So for Ike, and for a day. This slightly cooled chicken dish was the hottest dish of all.

Even if the white steam did not come out, it was okay because the warmth from the heart and eyes was spreading and heating the table.

Adam chose this for a reason.’

Perhaps much sooner than Haru or Choi Han-seok, Adam realized that the competition was going wrong somewhere now.

It was obvious that Tanaka kept throwing strangely salty scores.

And so was Adam's theme, and so was what it meant.

Adam tried to win me over.’

I don't know exactly.

Did you literally choose this topic to make your day a winner and push for such an urgent schedule, or the other way around.

Maybe this topic itself was a test to see if a day was a chef suitable for a winner.

But it didn't really matter now. It happened, and one day we won.

I've come, I've seen, I've won.

"Is it good? Eat slowly. I should have given you some sanitary gloves. Isn't it hot?"

I want to eat slowly even if I stir it, but it's so delicious that I can't stop! Ugh, that's ridiculous. I think I know why Uncle Haru won. It's amazing. It's so delicious.

Ike wiped the mouth of other children when they ate with sauce all over their mouth and hands, but he couldn't stand it today.

So Haru stole Ike's mouth with a wet tissue.

Something like that suddenly came to mind. I wonder if raising a son would feel like this.

There were a lot of things that I thought about when I came to America, but one of them was.

'Can I have a family, too.’

Born as an orphan, I didn't feel the warmth of my parents, and even if the wound was festering, I had a leg over Samdocheon Stream.

Coming to America, someone's vacancy felt so great.

On the phone every night, she also said it was like a day.

I know. Honestly, it's really good. This is chicken, I'm sure!

Of course, Choi Han-seok, like Ike, broke the ice by ripping off the chicken legs in a hurry.But this was the assumption of a day. The family was here.

Thinking that I have one more thing to do when I go back to Korea. Haru looked at the clock for a moment.

Soon it was time for the ears to close. The voice of the envoy's shoe came from a distance.

Around the time all the dishes on the table went into the stomach of ghosts and people, and the warmth turned and warmed up.

Thank you, Uncle Haru.

Ike hesitated for a moment and said so. The day nodded.

"That's what I have to say. Thank you very much, Ike."

For me, right? I want to be a chef like my uncle later. Until now, I thought I was just eating to fill my stomach. When my mom eats macaroni like crazy, or when my drunk dad lies down on the sofa and eats chicken.

"I see."

But not now. Now I know. How happy it is to eat delicious food! So I'm going to be a chef. I want to share what my uncle taught me with others. Just like my uncle did.

A child has a dream. To a guy who's been living like a stone day by day.

Just like Choi Han-seok did to Haru.

One day I closed my eyes for a while and prayed for a short time.

I hope Ike's little dream remains in his next life.

So that Ike can keep up with it. I hope this promise will continue.

"You can do it, Ike."

Haru smiled happily and patted his head.

And it wasn't long before there was a slight crack out of the hallway.

The sound of heavy, dingy shoes sounded oddly loud.

Children used to be really afraid of the footsteps of these envoys.

But now that he's been through a lot, Ike doesn't tremble a bit, he's just confident.

I think I should get going. I know you won't have to pay for the meal.

"As expected, Ike is smart. I don't think he's a kid.”

So I'll tell you now! I don't have any money right now. I spent all of it to pay for the kids' meals.

He's shaking his head, saying it's too bad.

In fact, he owed Haru a little money every time he ate in Haru's room.

But it's all done by the end of the day.

As much as the rest of his time, so did the money. But it was okay. This is the underworld.

-So I promise! I'll pay you back in the next life. With interest, I'm going to give you a lot. I mean it's true!

"Uncle's interest is very expensive, will it be okay?"

Of course! My uncle told me that I have to work hard. So I'm going to make a lot of money by making delicious food. Please believe me!

Ike held out his small hand vigorously, and Haru hung his little finger.

Body language, the universal common language, worked this far.

As soon as I made an appointment with him, the envoy came in as if he had waited.

He bowed his head to greet and reached out his hand in front of Ike.

"I think you're ready.”

-Yes, of course!

"You've been through a lot. Then let's hurry up and go. Ike, do you know how much your friends have gone crazy about missing you? You said you were curious about what happened to Uncle Haru."

-That's why I stayed! Don't worry. I've heard a lot about Haru from my uncle. He'll tell you everything about how great he won!"Okay, that's fine."

Slip!

The envoy moved the sickle, and a more white space opened up than ever before.

Maybe it's just me, but I felt like I could hear the children's voices in it.

Ike looked at the day and ran into the door of light without any hesitation.

The children of the city became the stars of the city.