Cooking Genius With God

"Well done, Haru."

"What? I'm grateful for all this opportunity. Chef Park Joo-hyuk."

After the special lecture.

Park Ju-hyuk and Haru returned to the office after sending all the students back.

It was Park Joo-hyuk who came back from the oral fairy tale as soon as possible, just in case, but he smiled satisfactorily, saying, "I don't think he needed to do so soon."

"The other chefs who went to the lecture with you for a day said. I was a bit doubtful at first, but I heard you couldn't even speak when you saw the finished dish. I heard you've improved your cooking skills a lot.”

"No, it's just the same as before."

"What do you mean the same? It was the performance that other chefs showed, especially after eating a bite of the beef brisket mustard kimchi pasta, they opened their mouths. He barely stopped you from making a fuss about going to the food truck business.”

As expected, Park Joo-hyuk speaks in a humorous way.

But he was praising the day with all his heart.

In the past, Park Joo-hyuk would have said prickly words after feeling jealous for no reason, but he also grew a lot.

Now, the feeling that he sees the day as a chef equivalent to himself, and also a competitor in good faith, is vividly conveyed.

It was pleasant in its own way that the head chef of the oral fairy tale thought of himself as a competitor.

It was a day when I bowed politely and maintained humility, but a natural smile was drawn around my mouth without realizing it.

"Anyway, this is today's pay I told you about. I was busy, but I went to the bank on purpose and came to see you.

Park Joo-hyuk put out a thick envelope of money to Haru.

When I opened it and looked inside, there were 40 new 50,000 won bills.

The 2 million won he offered for a day's special lecture.

You can just deposit it into your bank account.

It was also delicious to receive such a stiff new book right after the class.

"Sigh... Anyway, I'm dead today thanks to you. What would I have done with the special lecture if it weren't for you. My head hurts just thinking about it.”

Park Joo-hyuk, who took a sip of coffee saying he was tired to death, looked at the day with a serious look.

It's like a snake. But a look of spite.

"One day you left, and there were a lot of new chefs in the oral fairy tale. It's nothing special. Hosung and I took the initiative and picked a lot. Well, of course, more than 50 percent of them can't stand probation."

"I've heard it from other chefs. The oral fairy tale is changing a lot.”

"Yes, now I'm going to listen to you. One by one, I'm changing the menu by mixing fusion. By the way, as you've already heard, you've removed Tteokgalbi from the main menu."

"What? You got rid of the short rib patties?”

"Other customers say I don't taste like it when I bake it. I hurt my pride and changed it to Korean beef steak. Fortunately, the response wasn't bad."

"That's a relief."

"Yes, I'm glad to hear that. Anyway, I wanted to say this. Haru, I'm really trying, too. So you should work harder too. If you want to catch up with me."

Park Joo-hyuk said so and raised his right hand vigorously.

replied with a smile day after day.

"You should, because I have to catch up with you, Chef."

To be honest, I was a little worried about seeing Park Joo-hyuk like this again.

But it wasn't long before I found out that it was a really useless worry.

Because he's definitely changed. It's also in a very good way."Well, I'm going to get going. Thank you for everything.”

"Hey. I'll go to the restaurant again next time. Good job!"

A day to leave the office after a fun conversation.

But just before he passed through the door, Park Joo-hyuk turned his head and said, "I thought of something."

"Oh, yeah, it's a day. By the way, did you know Yumi?”

"Yumi? I know you...Rather than …. They just serve food ingredients at our restaurant. While you're working part-time.

"Oh, that's where Yumi works. He's a great guy, by the way. I've been taking classes very hard. Actually, I'm saying this because it's you. You said that before. We're getting a lot of new chefs in oral fairy tales."

"Yes, it is."

"But after teaching Yumi for a few months, It's very. How should I say. It's a piece of cake, should I say? He's passionate and his skills have improved. I couldn't help but feel like it. So I'm actually planning to scout Yumi for a oral fairy tale within a few days. What do you think, Haru? Will it be all right?"

Park Joo-hyuk doesn't know that Haru was also interested in Yumi.

That's why I could ask you this openly.

One day I answered without any hesitation.

"Of course. It was only a day for me, but I felt it during today's special lecture. Yumi, I think you can do it."

"Right? Right? Gosh, you have eyes for a day.”

Park Chu-hyuk is Haru's senior. The head chef of oral fairy tales was the background of the day's

The cook industry has a strong up-and-

As soon as Haru had any lingering feelings for Yumi, Haru knew that an irreversible goal was made.

That's why I put it down in my head.

Of course, it was a bummer. Because this was inevitable.

I'm sorry to hear that. Come to think of it, there's no way Joohyuk missed Yumi. But he's the one who teaches.

"I can't help it. As for the part-time job, let's take it easy."

Leaving the academy behind, the day muttered suddenly.

"Then, as the grim reaper said, the big opportunity wasn't Yumi.”

- That's... - I know.

Choi Han-seok couldn't easily answer the words of the day.

* * *

The very next morning.

As soon as I came out to the table heaven early to prepare for the opening, Yumi, who had caught the food ingredients box, entered the restaurant.

"Chef Haru, food delivery is here!"

"Is Yumi here? You've been through a lot since early in the morning. I'm sure you couldn't even take a good rest yesterday because you were taking a special lecture.”

"What, you were just so energetic? I was so excited. It was actually my first time learning how to cook properly. Hehe, I actually cooked all night at home. Let's make the pasta that Chef Haru told us a few more times."

"Isn't that too much? Take care of yourself."

"It's okay. It's okay. I'm very energetic!"

Yumi lifted boxes containing food ingredients and flew them into the kitchen as if she was trying to show off that she was healthy on purpose.

Table heaven. Today's official menu is beef radish soup and quail egg jangjorim as a side dish.

And I was going to make crunchy cucumber.

Things like meat and quail eggs were bought at the market early in the morning. I asked you to deliver only vegetables.

Needless to see, the quality of the vegetables was superb.

"The radish is just the right size and the green part is just right. The color of the cucumber is dark and heavy, so it's in great condition.""I brought the best looking one. You recognize me right away. Chef Haru!"

"I'm so grateful that you always bring me good things."

After checking the ingredients, the day after sending the OK sign began to be cleaned.

The radish was peeled off and cut into squares, and the cucumber was cut into four parts to remove the spines from the surface and then cut into four pieces.

Of course, the ability and speed of the day were outstanding.

The knife went on at twice the speed of other cooks, without hesitatingly.

However, while the amount of vegetables was quite large, there was only one cook a day, so it was inevitable that the work felt too much work.

"Wow, that's ridiculous. How can a knife be so...….”

Standing in front of the open kitchen, Yumi opened her mouth wide and stared blankly at Haru grooming her.

He followed Haru's hand and moved his hand in the air as if he was holding a sword. I want to practice like this.

Yumi, who was hanging around the kitchen, asked carefully.

"Well, Chef Haru. If you don't mind. Can I go after eating here? This table heaven is my last delivery destination in the morning. So we have some time."

"What? Of course, it doesn't matter if you eat before you leave. It's going to take some time. As you know, I just started cooking.”

"I can wait! No, let me wait!"

Please, Yumi held the table at the counter with both hands and appealed.

When I saw her preparing for cooking in the morning, I could clearly see in Yumi's eyes that she wanted to learn something like yesterday when there was a special lecture.

Because she didn't seem to want to hide her innermost thoughts.

"Yes, of course. I won't pay for breakfast. It's much more than 7,000 won for Yumi to take care of our food ingredients.”

"Really? Then I can't stand still again! Chef Haru. If you don't mind, I can help you with the ingredients. I'm good at preparing radish and cucumber. What?"

The bold words returned as if they had waited.

It's because of the tiki-taka, but the reality was almost no different from working unpaid for a meal in the morning.

It'll take 2 hours at least to clean everything here.

This kind of thing only happens in Michelin-cooked Fine Dining Restaurants.’

In fact, a trainee chef wants to work this close to unpaid. Talking happens more often than you think.

Of course, there was a difference that the target was not a restaurant like a restaurant in the neighborhood.

Well, it'll be fine.

Yumi was burning her passion to learn that much, but it was harder to refuse.

I've been through those same times for just one day.

I want to learn how to cook. I knew Yumi's desperate heart better than anyone else.

"Okay, then would you like to wash your hands? I'll give you cooking clothes. Let's trim the vegetables first. I'll teach you how to hold a knife first."

"Well, really? Thank you, Chef Haru! I'll be right back!"

From the moment Park Chu-hyuk said he would scout Yumi, he completely stopped wanting to let her in as a part-timer.

When I woke up, I could only see that I was a part-timer.Sneak, Sneak, Sneak.

As I skillfully turned my wrist, the hard shell of the tree peeled off as easily as if it were sharpening a pencil.

"Try to relax your hands a little more. I'm so tired right now."

"Relax, turn. Like this?"

"Oh, that's it. You're good."

Yumi realized five things right away when she told her one thing.

As I was teaching and preparing this and that for the fun of teaching, it was already over in less than 20 minutes that I had originally scheduled for about an hour.

It's definitely much more comfortable because it's just the two of us.

When Haru was thinking like that, Yumi asked in an innocent voice.

"By the way, how was everything with Chef Haru running the table heaven?”

"What's the big deal?"

"Why, it's a kidney opening. There are a lot of things going on. When you do business. You know, starting with the truth or something like that."

"The truth is……" I know. There was a really bad customer."

So far, there are no bad customers. I was going to say it, but in no time, someone's image passed through my head.

A scoundrel who started running out of business for ghosts on the first day of the midnight business. Park Gun Il.

When I thought about whether I would come again today, I sighed by myself.

Haru opened his mouth in a dying voice.

"Drink like water, pick a fight with other customers. You ask me to make something ridiculous...…. He's a guest in his forties. I can't even speak. Guests are the king of restaurants! He's the one who does it. I have a headache. I don't know how to deal with it."

"Wow... this is crazy. You look like a king. Ugh. I know that kind of person well. There are so many things I've been through."

Yumi's expression slowly distorted as she was listening to Haru talk about Park Gun-il.

Yumi speaks as if she knows how she feels.

But there was something strange about her response.

"There must have been someone like that around you, Yumi?"

"I don't know if I can tell you. Actually, that's why I know how to deal with it! Chef Haru. If the bad customer comes today, would you like to try this?”

Yumi is tapping her heart saying she's confident.

The day tilted its head.

"Have you ever heard of a river, a river, a river, a river?"