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"· · · · · Why do you look at people with such dangerous eyes?
"I want to have it."
"컿, kkum, hey, what you say to the guy you have ………"
"Daisy's cooking."
I did not know that the word was omitted too much, Cho Min-joon added a hurry.
"I honestly thought that at first. There are many places where we can find good food in the world, and why are we going to come to China with this sooty flour? "
At the end of Cho Min-joon, Daisy laughed and laughed. Cho Min-joon was very careful to say that, but in fact it was a word that did not have to be careful. In fact, the chefs who were acquainted with her were almost all pointed at once.
"Do you know that? Chinese people have everything on their legs except the desk. "
"Yes, I've heard."
"Of course it's not really that much, but anyway, that means there's nothing that Chinese people can cover for food. If I try something like that, at least they are the ones who try to challenge. "
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Cho Min-joon looked at the plate in front of me. At first glance, it was a dish that looked like it had rolled noodles. But in fact, it looks like a noodle sliced like a thread and fried mushrooms, in which the onion sauce eel was dried.
While the mushroom is crisp, it tastes like the original soft touch. And it is the taste that paralyzes the tongue when I dip it in the soy sauce mixed with Mara and eat it. It was a way that Cho Min-joon had not been able to see easily since the mushrooms were splashed and the soy sauce was mixed with maras. So, of course, Cho 's mind was unbearable.
Now, Daisy's cooking is not much better than Rachel, Jun, or Dave's cooking, which he has been seeing. But it was definitely different. I did not know. And it was pretty nice and tasty.
No matter how well I go my way, sometimes the length of the others seems so beautiful and beautiful. No matter how much my young children are doing well in my dreams, it's like telling me to be a boxer once I see a boxing movie.
Now, Cho Min-joon was feeling the elementary school student who watched a Chinese chef's movie on the other hand. There was nothing in Daisy's cooking that I did not like from the beginning to the end. I wanted to make her cooking his. I wanted to absorb both her know-how, her scent, and her point of view.
"Did I say I apologize in advance? Shaking you. "
"… You shook it properly."
If you think rationally, now you will know how meaningless it is to feel this desire. No matter where you look in the world, you will not find a master of knowledge in all the cuisines of the world. It was a system that could not help as long as it was helpful.
In the first place, Daisy's cooking was different or better. So it was not necessary to have the impulse to change his way though he felt charm. But is it because he is a greedy man who has nothing to do?
"If I get cold after a little while ……… this feeling will sink again?"
"I will."
"You do not need to shake …?"
Daisy did not give an answer to Cho 's question. Instead, I looked at Cho Min-joon with a meaningful look. Cho Min-joon looked at Daisy for a moment. I looked at Daisy's system window. Cooking level, 9. Gourmet Levels 9. Even in 9, the difference in skill will be quite different, but this was a better skill than the head chef.
As such, she had the expectation that she would give me a definite answer. I believed that an adult would give me an answer. However, Daisy opened her mouth and said it was not very good.
"The air in Beijing is dirty."
"Yes?"
"But I love this city. Not just because you can use spices. It's my choice. You love your choices a little more. "
"Do not be shaken."
"No, not really."
Daisy laughed mischievously.
"It's a story that you should not forget what your major is. It's shaking. You can steal my know-how in your dishes. As long as you know what a dish is, it will not ruin your dish. There are people who are stimulated just like you in my restaurant, and there are people who do not. If you were stimulated, it might be the way you fit in the first place. "
"If I wanted to steal some of Daisy's dishes, would you mind?"
"To say the stolen thing is so embarrassing to declare war. Just steal it. "
At the end of Daisy, Cho Min-joon also laughed a little as he felt comfortable. okay . . . I have not been able to walk on a particular road until now. He did not walk on the path of food, nor on the path of Korean food or Japanese food. He was just walking his way. It was his way of embracing all of them, as long as the flowers of the dish sprout on it.
Cho Min – joon continued to make fun of the chopsticks. All the dishes in front of him were emptied leaving only the sauce, and at the end of the meal he looked at Daisy in earnest eyes.
"Daisy is amazing."
What?
"I do not look up. I have not looked back. Just look where I want to see.
It's really … I think it's cool. "
"I do not want to wrap it up too much, but I'd like to get a little bragging, but in fact, I was pretty depressed when Michelin starred."
Daisy 's embarrassed expression, Cho Min – jun laughed silently. In fact, I wanted to tell you that even that was great. If the stars were far away, I thought I was wrong. Even though I had to change a little bit of the route … yet still she was making the dishes she wanted to make. Somehow it was the exact opposite of the Zune.
"May I have a look at the kitchen?"
"Of course."
Cho Min – joon stepped into the kitchen with Daisy 's permission. The chefs who heard the conversation between Cho Min-joon and Daisy secretly went back to my place with no hesitation, and Cho Min-joon scouted every aspect of the kitchen. I did not feel that it was so spacious and pleasant. As they were not open kitchens, their kitchens were more focused on practicality than fashion and grandeur.
He looked around Daisy. As if Daisy knew what to ask, she nodded openly.
"I do not like to give a favor to my junior."
for your troubles."
Cho Min-joon sneaked around. I was a bit worried about whether it was only Chinese food, but fortunately, I also took a lot of food. He picked up one of the best-tasting varieties and brought a pine mushroom as it was. I was planning to make the fried dishes made with the eel and pine that I had seen before.
And a woman chef, who seemed to be Chinese, dried up Cho Min-joon, whether he noticed the intention of Cho Min-joon. It was not so fluent in English.
"I think you are going to make a song room, but that is harder than you think. I'm pretty good at it, but it only took me a few years to get used to it. "
"is that so?"
Cho shrugged his shoulders and lifted his sword again. The woman chef tried to put a word on her, and she looked at Cho Min-joon as if she had just given up. Let's see how well one is once, that was the look.
Of course, I did not feel confident at the moment. His specialty was measuring and chewing, rather than knife. But now it seemed to be able to do for some reason.
No, I wanted to do it even if I could not.
The woman chef did not even think that he could do it. In the first place, what Cho Min-joon is holding now was aquaculture. I had to hit it from the top with the weight of the Chinese road, so I could buy the selected side like the thread properly. On the cultivated road, it was almost impossible to pull out the mushroom thread.
"The moment the focus breaks, it's over."
If the face that cuts once does not become parallel, the mistake will continue to affect until then. As such, Cho Min-joon was forced to demonstrate his superhuman strength so much that he could not even compare with the usual. And in fact, it was Cho Min-joon's specialty.
Time seemed to have stopped breathing of everyone. They slowly watched Joe Min-joon's sword with his eyes filled with distrust, surprise, or envy. It was delicate enough to be a person's concentration, but every time the knife moved slowly, the moon continued to pull out like a thread.
And so one cluster was all thread.
"… Did you do that?"
The chef, who first dried up Cho Min-joon, muttered with a silly expression. I could not believe it. I pull out the string of roads on the road. It was not unreasonable to see the results of the young face as unrealistic as it was not so famous in China.
And then she could understand why Daisy was so fond of SuShef, one of the few chefs that she had. Right now, it looks like Cho Min-joon's expression. He was not satisfied with just finishing one thread. He had instantly made onion sauce and eeled on it.
The most appalling point was that the onion sauce made by Cho Min-joon was almost the same as their recipe, just like Daisy had to let them know. So while all the chefs, except Daisy, were fascinated by this movie scene, Daisy looked at Cho Min-joon with a strange smile.
okay . . . Zune, and Rachel could not have made a nonsense choice. '
There was a reason why both of them were expecting Cho Min-joon. It was not simply because of the absolute taste. It was not just his talent. Cho Min-joon was shining. She had what she needed most.
Passion for cooking.
Someone may ask how many people do not have that passion. But just because someone was really impressed with the dish they ate at the store, would they try to roll their heads to follow the dishes in the faces they have never seen before? How many such people are there?
It's a personality that sticks together with love for cooking, and associates anything with cooking.
Daisy has not seen so many people who have such a character. And the people he saw have made fruitful results that no one can compare with ordinary people without exception.
And Chominjoon will eventually go to the end and become a bigger like them.
'So, what decision do you make?'
Will it be Jun. Will it be Dave. Will it be Rachel? Or is it nobody, not himself.
It seemed to me that I was out of it for a while. Their sandwiches, as well as fried dishes made with clay and eel, octagonal and cloves, and leg cooked with sauce made from pistachio starch.
There was no taste. Daisy was watching the cooking process from the beginning to the end. And there was not a single mistake in the process. I cooked food that I did not know about recipes, I completely made it to the first try in the kitchen which I do not know.
Who would not be thrilled to see such a monster? Who can not covet.
It was no wonder that both Jun and Rachel were greedy. It was natural to want to hide this young bomb in my room. Even if the bomb exploded someday, maybe my room would be a mess.
'Do I want to stay?'
Suddenly I thought about it, but Daisy laughed and shook his head. I did not think that Cho Min-jun was going to put his hands on the hands.
There is a window in the human eye.
And in her window, Cho Min – jun was like a mirror over the window.
It is so perfect and beautiful, that it makes me look back. Such a mirror.
Window of the snow (4)
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