Cooking Genius With God

"Wow, that's a pretty good restaurant, huh? The food smells good."

"I told you so? You said you came at the right time today. It's more precious than a public holiday when so many chefs gather together to show off their skills."

Choi Han-seok talked to a person called his "party."

As the chefs talked and drank like snacks, most of the food remained on the table except for the pork cutlet made by the day.

When Choi Han-seok explained the dishes one by one, the eyes of the group twitched as if they liked them very much.

Of course, one day looking at those two people was incredible in his eyes.

What the hell is going on right now?

"No, excuse me? Choi Han-seok... No, no. Sir? What the hell is this...….”

"He's my friend. I mean, the name. Let's see. What was that?”

Does it make sense that I don't even know his name?

Then the black woman standing next to him replied as if nothing had happened.

"The Underworld. Just call me the Underworld."

"Oh, that's right. Our Grim Reaper Kim!"

"……. The name is very harsh."

As everyone may have noticed at this point, it was none other than the grim reaper who Choi Han-seok brought in as a party.

He was even acting like a normal person, trying to play along with Choi Hanseok's rhythm.

How shameless the grim reaper's expression was makes me laugh automatically laugh.

I don't know if everything's okay.

Even though they say they can't remember their faces because of the law of the underworld, ghosts and the grim reaper came all of a sudden.

It was a day full of worries about what might happen, but Choi Han-seok and the grim reaper did not seem to care much.

"Hey, but the quality of the food is amazing. This is the end of the sirloin, right? The sauce looks like black garlic."

"Oh, you know how to cook, don't cook. It's hard to guess which part it is. The sauce too.”

"I don't want to say this. I used to cook before. It was in magazines, and it was no joke. We'll get Michelin."

"What? Really? Was that chef Michelin?"

"Which restaurant? There aren't many Michelin restaurants in Korea yet."

"Well, it's a little iffy for me to say. It's a place everyone would know if they heard the name."

"Wow, then you're a great senior! I can't believe you've been familiar with me since the first time I met you! No, it's not like this. Hey, why don't you have a drink?”

Even the chefs who were at the party.

The chefs, who had already had some alcohol in them, quickly became close to Choi Han-seok, who communicated well, and soon became friends with each other as if they had known each other.

In addition, he was full of excitement and laughed while talking about the restaurant.

Needless to say that Choi Han-seok, the founder of oral fairy tales where such chefs were working, melted tremendously well into the conversation.

Choi Han-seok, who spooned up some of Park Joo-hyuk's beef soup, smiled and said.

"Wow, you made a good beef bone soup! But it's a bit disappointing. I think the internal ratio was a bit of an error. Next time, let's reduce the viscera a little bit.

"Then doesn't it taste less? There's less to worry about."

"It's going to be a little tender. Instead, there is more harmony. And the combination is more delicious in conclusion, this is this. Well, it's still good enough. I like it very much."Choi Han-seok looks at Park Joo-hyuk as if he really liked him.

As usual, Park Chu-hyuk was not enough to get angry, but now he nodded, saying, "That's right."

I even wrote it down on my phone, saying that I should not forget it.

"Thank you for your advice. I'm gonna go back and make it again.”

"Isn't that unusual? Joohyuk. You teach kids at a private academy these days. That kind of teacher, learning like this.”

"Huh? Joo-hyuk, do you run as an instructor at an academy?"”

What do you mean Park Joohyuk went to an academy?

Choi Han-seok's eyes opened wide to the story he didn't know.

"Oh, I've been teaching at a cooking academy near a restaurant since last month. It's not about money or anything because it's short term anyway. I'm just trying it. I was wondering if it would help. And... My teacher liked this kind of thing. I'm teaching you other dream tree chefs."

Maybe it's Hanseok Choi who made a separate foundation because he likes to pass on the cooking knowledge he knows.

Choi Han-seok looked at Park Joo-hyuk with a pretty look in his eyes as if he liked his disciple who came to his senses.

Haru, who was mesmerized by such chefs, asked the grim reaper.

"That's amazing. I'm sure no one would have dreamed that he was Chef Choi Han-seok. It's so easy to melt down. It's like we're talking with Chef Choi Hanseok. As I felt when you were a hairy man."

"Well, isn't it?"

When asked about Haru, the grim reaper, who was eating as if he had come to a buffet, swallowed what was in his mouth and opened his mouth.

I realize this these days, but the grim reaper was quite gluttonous.

It's like coming to eat a day's food regularly.

Even now, he hasn't talked at all, but he quietly ate rice like a hamster.

"Even if I don't recognize it in the eyes of reality. There's something that makes me feel the same way. The person you've missed and the person you've missed is the heart, not the eyes."

"Amazing, by the way, Grim Reaper……. No. How did you get here today?"

"Me? I just wanted to eat something delicious. To congratulate you on opening a restaurant. And, last time, I was so busy in Noryangjin that I had to burn the souls at once. That's why I barely had time today.”

You must have been stressed out, you must have just finished your work.

I came to Haru's restaurant because I wanted to eat something delicious, and I happened to meet Choi Hanseok, who was waiting in front of it.

We were in sync in an instant, so we entered the restaurant roughly after saying that we were in the party.

"Yes... well, you seem to be achieving your goal."

Was the work a little too hard?

When Haru said so, looking at the grim reaper who was eating without getting tired, he shook his head, saying, "That's not the case again."

"It's delicious. But it's made by talented chefs, right? But, I'm sorry that the day is less than what you made. This is good too, but I can't follow your taste every day."

"Thanks for saying that."

"I'm not joking. The grim reaper can't lie."

Still, I was happy to hear that it was delicious from the point of view of the cook.

As I scratched the back of my head as if the day was awkward, the chefs who suddenly checked the watch stood up.It's only a little past 1 o'clock, but I have no choice but to go in because I have to open a restaurant tomorrow.

Kim Ho-sung, who was preparing to go back, told Haru.

"Haru, I'm sorry. If it were up to me, we'd like to go to the 2nd and 3rd rounds."

"You have to open your oral story tomorrow. Isn't it time for the ingredients to come in at 6? I'll clean up the mess, so don't worry and go in."

Chefs leave the restaurant one by one, covering up their disappointment.

As Haru was seeing them off, Park Joo-hyuk, who was leaving the restaurant for the last time, looked at Haru and Choi Han-seok alternately.

"Haru, I believe you'll do well. I'll be rooting for you."

"Thank you, Chef."

"Well, thank you. And you, too. I won't forget your advice. If you have time next time, please visit our restaurant. I'll make you something delicious."

"Oh, I'll definitely be there."

Choi Han-seok smiles and waves to Park Joo-hyuk.

So, right after he turned around and went out of the restaurant.

"……Huh? What's this?”

Park Ju-hyuk, who was unconsciously looking into his cell phone, was surprised to find something.

"Huh? Joohyuk, why. What's the matter?”

"Hosung. That's. There's something I haven't seen in my cell phone memo. Reduce the viscera of beef bone soup and pay attention to harmony...…. What is this? I don't think it's wrong."

"Well, I guess you wrote it down because you were drunk. Isn't that advice from Haru? You've been waiting for Haru to taste the beef bone soup.”

"I guess so. I'm going to have to cut down on my drinking. How old are you and you already forgot about this? Ugh."

Like a ghost.

Everyone, as soon as they went out of the restaurant, completely forgot that they had seen Choi Han-seok and the grim reaper in it.

It's a moment I've seen over and over again through the previous furborne, but I didn't get used to it well.

"Well, it's a matter of course.”

Choi Han-seok's feelings toward Park Joo-hyuk, who completely forgot about himself, were also not good.

As if he was dying of regret, Choi Han-seok kept outside the restaurant until a call taxi carrying Park Joo-hyuk and other chefs disappeared out of sight.

It's time to clean up and get off work.

Haru, who was cleaning up the household appliances, opened his mouth looking toward the entrance door.

"By the way, isn't the Grim Reaper going?"

The grim reaper still remained even though everyone else had gone back.

A day passed and she got up and approached.

"I'm going to have to go. But I have something to give you. There's a special opening gift from the King of the Underworld.”

"The Lord of the Underworld..."…. Opening present?!"

"What, the King of the Underworld sends you a present?”

"Yes, actually, I'm here to deliver this to you today."

He put his hand into the inside pocket of the suit that the grim reaper was wearing, and soon took out a huge gift box.

Let's put aside how a box like this comes out of that small pocket, it's a gift from the underworld. The eyes of the day sparkled.

"You're the furry one. And thanks to all the other Noryangjin ghosts, the underworld is much more comfortable. The king of the underworld loved it. That's how they dropped me off. Take a bite."

A gift wrapped in a bright red wrapper.

Slowly and carefully unwrapped the package, and there was a medium-sized sign inside.

Acrylic sign on the wall in front of the restaurant.

The name "Babsang Heaven" was engraved on the bottom right, and the Chinese seal "Death of Heaven. Yeomra" was engraved on the bottom right.Whatever it is, it's really from the underworld.

"This is... a sign?"

"It's not just a sign. Hmm. Just put it on. Then you'll find out."

A word of some significant grim reaper.

I went out of the restaurant with a sign to believe in it.

After finding a decent seat next to the door, I put up a sign.

It stuck like a ghost even though there must be no glue on it.

And

Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

A great deal of light began to leak out of the sign as if a street lamp was on.

The light that stretched out in a straight line made the way and spread from where the restaurant was located in the day.

"Oh, my God..."

A path of light created in the blink of an eye.

Haru and Choi Han-seok looked at the scene with rapture.