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'……When I appeared, the direction changed. "
Cho Min-jung looked at the wooden stick in front of his eyes with a sick feeling. I wonder if I have ever visited Korean entertainment? I could not tell. I did not even know what American art was going on in the first place. Emily asked with sharp eyes.
Wait! What's the minimum and maximum values? "
"Up to 300 Real. At least 50 real. For reference, it would not be a problem to solve the meal even if it is 50 reals. However, the more expensive and richer the dinner you want, the harder it is. "
I was glad that the minimum was high. Cho did not hesitate to take the wooden stick out. And I sighed. Martin asked with an anticipated face.
"Will you freeze?"
"fail."
Cho Min – joon extended a stick. Martin's face, which looked like a smile and a stick, was instantly darkened. Cho Min-jun seemed to be a fake sigh.
"It's 300 rares."
"……I'll continue. Emily Please draw! "
Wait!
Emily pointed to Martin's rod in her hand.
"Why not put it in."
"You've already picked it."
"……So I'm supposed to pull out of under 300?
"Yes."
Martine It's an act, but it's too much. When people do not like what they want to eat when they are the best … … Are you going to make me sad now? "
Emily said in a silent voice. Martin spoke with a tender smile and said.
Emily As I said before, 50 real is enough money. It's almost $ 30. If you eat ordinary food, you will have enough of two meals. Brazil is also cheap. "
"But the lottery is too much. I do not even want to be 300 real. 100 Real … … No, 200 REAL. Just 200 real. "
Emily You know. It is the most delicious way to eat when you are hungry. "
"……Got I'll pick it up. "
Whether she could not keep her pace, Emily took her hand with a wooden stick with a desperate face. The end of her trembling hands showed how much she was nervous. For a moment, the hand, which was troubled, finally picked up one of the sticks. And when she pulled it, Emily said in a crying voice.
"I knew it."
There was a '50' on the stick.
Every time I stepped in, the sand was churned through the shoelaces. The two of them were Sao Paulo, a beach in Brazil. July It was winter in Brazil, but the weather was cooler than cold.
Still, quite a lot of people were sunbathing on the beach. Some were running jogging sideways along the sandy beach, and every time a wave hit, little children fell and swooped and screamed. When I saw the sea, I had a feeling that the head was cool as if ice had crashed in my eyes, and I felt like walking in the movie if I saw the colorful parasols stuck in the sand.
But Emily did not feel the feeling at all. I do not know how much it would cost you to have a car with hundreds of thousands of dollars in a garage like a stone, and only 50 reals in your hand. The hand gripped the wallet in the handbag as if it were fretful, but the only thing remaining was anxiety.
"How much did 50 reals ago?"
"About $ 30?"
"It's a tip level."
"……Tip I'm very hard on you. "
I realized that the person next to me is living in a different world. Emily shook her head.
"Oh, do not get me wrong. It's not a luxury-minded personality. But when I eat, I use it very well. I feel so good. "
"But now I will not be able to afford to eat it."
"Uh … I should have stuck to the documentary, not the entertainment. "
"Have you often eaten cheap dishes, too? You're a gourmet. I do not think you should try this one. "
"I'm ashamed, but I'm a gourmet."
Emily answered with a smile.
So the place that Cho Min-joon and the poor chaebol went together was Shu Haskari, a Shu Hsako specialty store built with brown logs on the beach. He sat down in a white wooden chair under a parasol, and looked around with a refreshing look. Light white sand in the sunshine. It is common to see on the screen, but it was the scenery which did not often see with his eyes. How much does it take to eat in that landscape?
"I wanted to eat something like this once in a while."
"Eat as much as you can. I do not live. "
Emily joked briefly, and her face was darkened by the menu. She grunted in low voice.
"It's expensive because the beach is expensive. To eat without a limit of buffet style 110 … … I can not dream of this. If Carving is 5 or 10 at the same time … … Is there a limit of 5 times at most? "
"Five times is not enough?"
"Did not you eat in Minjung Brazil? It 's so bad because it' s a sightseeing spot here. Most of them are thinly sliced like paper crafts. "
"Oh, no matter how much paper it is, do you want to slice it? The camera is turning around, but it'll get better. Even if you slice it … … "
His lips smiled slowly.
"I feel six times as much as Emily's, so I do not think that's going to be a problem."
"Huh, I do not know if it's not a judge now?"
"That is strange. You did not notice anything when you were a judge. "
"That's right. I raised a tiger. Oh, I do not know. character. Look at the menu. "
Cho Min-joon accepted the menu from Emily. There were all kinds of parts, such as snow, snow. The price was simple. Shu Hassco, if you want to refine meat with Korean, say 110 REAL. Otherwise, I had to pay for each carving once. If you think about giving it a tip … … The price burden was tremendous. Cho looked at Emily with anxious eyes.
Emily Why do not we just go somewhere else? I do not have to eat shahasuko dare today. "
"……This is the first time you have a man like me. "
"What am I doing?"
"There is no money and the man who wants to go to another place! Unbelievable. Emily Porter I thought there would be no such thing in life as long as I did not get caught by the tax evasion … … Oh, just edit the line. You know it's a joke? "
Martin laughed instead of the answer. Emily grabbed her shirt and fluttered. Cho Min-joon looked up at Martin and asked.
"Martin, maybe …."
Certainly not.
"Do you know what I'm talking about?"
"I do not mean to let both eat because the cost will be shared. I can not do that from the beginning. "
"All right, Minjun. I just give up Shuhasuko and I will eat separately. I see Curry selling and Beef Stroganoff. "
"……Can I do that? "
"What can I do? Reality is so cold. "
Emily made a sad smile like a tragic heroine for a moment, and soon she started picking the menu again. Eventually, what she did was a twenty – It was a dish of osobuko in a sour-red bean sauce containing meat cooked heavily. Cho Min-joon was forced to be surprised when he saw the dish. Because the score was very high for local cuisine. Cooking score was 8 points.
"……Emily, is this a famous spot here? "
Well… I do not know because I did not come here often. You know that. I just went to the foot. "
"But it smells good."
"Whether it tastes good …… Well. It tastes good. Oh, no. It's not good, it's great. Mostly it 's not like that. It 's easy to cook if you just have to. Instead, it is difficult to be careful. Do you know how long it takes to make things right? "
"How long does it take? I do not know what it is. "
"four days. It's three days. I call it beans, and one day to boil the so called beans and meat, and boil the meat so boiled for half a day with onions, beans, garlic, etc … … Now, look. "
Emily remembers the meat with a spoon. Through the beans, which were tangled, the meat was just like a crown. I could see at first glance the heavily arched skin, and the sauce was deeply seaweed. At the same time, it seemed that it would be difficult to distinguish the taste of gravy and sauce from the source of meat in a molecular unit.
Emily took the meat with her mouth. It touched the tongue, but the taste of light beans, the intense flavor of the pig struck it. The skin melted in an instant. It must be said that the feeling that I had just kept form was already melted a long time ago. But even then, the peculiar fibrous material stimulated the tongue for a moment, so Emily's face was filled with a sense of euphoria.
"Oh, I did not expect much from Chu Hsuko at home, but that's really good. I feel the chef's mind is upright. "
"……Is that so delicious? "
"I never lie in food at least. And also,
She stopped talking. Right next to Cho Min-joon, the man with the tall body was standing with a huge skewer and a sword. And the skewer had several buckets that looked like arched legs. I'm sorry. It was one of the most popular Shuhasco menus for brazilian people, with skewers made from cow's butt. English with a bold accent popped out.
"Would you like to cut it?"
"Ah yes."
Carver gently cut the flesh. Though it may seem unimportant to ordinary people, it was in the eyes of Cho Min-joon. It was hard for ordinary people to cut meat in a uniform thickness without harming the tissue of the muscles.
'……Cooking score is 7 points. '
If I just gave it a seven-point burn, it meant it was pretty good. Of course, cutting was also a good cut.
The sliced meat was sliced into a mouth size and put into the mouth. The sweetness and salty taste of salt in the dark charcoal pushed out the face. It was mixed with the bitter taste of the cow's unique flavor and it was not at all brilliant, and I did not feel any objection when I ate it in the sauce made with the mixture of onion, garlic and chili sauce. Cho Min-joon opened his mouth.
"Look, Emily. It's not paper craft. "
"……Well… Maybe it's because of the camera, maybe it's a really conscientious store. Either way. After all, I can not eat. But…
Emily laid on top of the pie, and said.
"It's a little bit of comfort."
Cho Min-joon smiled and laughed at the green plate beside him. The meaning of this edition is simple, with green and red on both sides. If it is green, I will eat more. If it is red, I will eat it now. Of course, I was still hungry for the red color.
Personally, it was chicken tongkat which Chon minjun eaten the most delicious. The cooking score was only 6 points, but it was very good to feel kissing lips and tongue with a chewy texture unique to the fresh tongue. The next was delicious, but it was sausage. The cooking score was 7, but of course it was not tasty because of the cooking score.
The intense roughness of the homemade sausage, and the intensity that can not be felt in selling it in the general market changed the impression that Cho Min-joon had in Sosage at once.
The crunchy peel is crumbled like sugar clothes, and the juices are bursting when the teeth break the soft flesh. It was joy rather than rejection when Cho 's feelings of melted salt on his tongue were so salty and tongue – tinged. Is that the feeling of being conquered by taste? He laughed pleasantly.
"This house will do well."
Delicious!
"Yes, very important."
"Envy you."
Emily bit her spoon. It was then. Carver approached and shone garlic sauce on a bowl of Cho Min-joon, and he asked if he wanted to go to Emily. Emily nodded her face with surprise, and soon fell.
"Oh, I would like to, but I did not have a buffet."
This%s is a service Beautiful.
Emily laughed reflexively to say that she was pretty, and he saw Martin's eyes. Martin 'looks special'. I nodded with a smile. As Emily picked up the gold, she looked at the carver with her delighted face.
"please!"
Carver laughed and chopped the meat. I was hoping that there would be a raw part if it was so thick, but the pro is a pro. It was all right until it was cut off.
Martin watched it with a pale smile. When a person who did not eat properly was eaten, the viewers would feel surprise satisfaction as if they had eaten.
"When we first discussed it, it would explode if we knew we were worried about going to the lowest level, not 50, but 10."
It was fortunate that Emily was a personality that was not met. Soon when the other performers come out, how do they react? … .
'It's time to show off the tongue of English literature.'
Carver passed away and disappeared when he saw Martin with his tongue in his strange eyes.
Hunger Trip (3)
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