"Oh, you''ve got a dig, haven''t you?”

    "Oh, Chef Haru is here! I was shopping with Yumi here first."

    "Maybe it''s because he''s an employee of Haru''s shop, but Yumi''s ability to see ingredients is amazing. You were picking the best out of a mountain of green onions, and my grandmother at a vegetable store said it was better than me who had been in business for decades."

    As expected, Yumi did her part well.

    It was Yumi who had a hard time in the distribution business because she wanted to know more about the ingredients.

    No matter how hard Park Sung-hyuk and Lee Jong-guk studied, they could not compare to Yumi, who experienced it and played in the field.

    Perhaps the pouring praise was pleasant, Yumi''s cheeks turned a little reddish.

    "All you have to do is look at the roots and the white and blue parts of the green onions. You don''t have to look at the leaves."

    "Roots? We just bought leaves that look fresh.”

    "Fresh green onions are moist and plump because their roots are not dry. If you buy green onions like that, even if the leaves are a little withered, it''s delicious because they''re full."

    When Haru added two more words, the two of them stuck out their tongues once again.

    I don''t have any ingredients encyclopedia, but it''s amazing that knowledge flows out.

    Of course, Haru was also learned from Yumi and Choi Hanseok.

    "By the way, what''s wrong with Mr. Bean? You came from the back earlier.”

    "I know. You haven''t looked well since a while ago."

    "No, it''s nothing.”

    Sung-hyuk and Jong-kook, who were walking around the market with a handful of green onions, pears and apples, couldn''t read Bin''s countenance, so I had to ask all the questions.

    No wonder, because she has been grim ever since she entered the market late.

    It''s not like there''s nothing special. Anyway, chef Park Juhyuk must be very worried. A very strong child comes in.

    The question of why did you go to oral fairy tales?

    One day I didn''t answer in the end.

    Of course, I could somehow gloss over it or gloss over it, but I didn''t want to.

    I feel like I''m cutting off dozens of people I met in oral fairy tales somewhere.

    That''s why I said this in a firm voice.

    "What makes you wonder?"

    "I don''t understand. The reason why I went to the best restaurant in Korea."

    "To be the best, you have to be the best. Is that what you mean?"

    "Similar."

    "Well, here''s the answer. I didn''t think so. You said your name is Seolbin, right? Let me ask you.”

    Then I asked.

    Who do you think is going to decide the best Seolbin?’

    A question about who decides the price of food that Park Shin-hye and Ha-yoon heard a few days ago.

    Now this is also an extension of that.

    Honestly, one day, I thought Seolbin couldn''t answer easily either.

    The reason was simple.

    It has been some time since Park Shin-hye and Ha-yoon became holy, but one day they couldn''t even get the hang of it, let alone give an answer.

    But, unexpectedly, Bean responded immediately.

    I''ll decide.’

    "Why?"

    ''Cause I''m gonna be the best.’

    A voice that''s neither confident nor boastful.

    Bean did not blink an eye, as if he were just stating the obvious.

    At that moment, I thought about one day.

    "If Chef Choi Han-seok was here."

    I''m sure you said this.

    What an innovative nut.’No matter how much a day goes by outside the oral fairy tale, to say this directly.

    If Haru simply tells Park Joo-hyuk what he is doing now, Seol-bin''s neck may run away.

    I don''t think he doesn''t know about it, considering his sense of humor.

    ''The young cook''s hitting. Or...….’

    If you''re really talented.

    I guess it''s one of the two.

    Well, it didn''t matter. I could open the lid soon anyway.

    Besides, I wasn''t angry or annoyed by this for a day, so I just thought of it.

    "Cute."

    "Well, it''s nothing. Let''s just buy ingredients and go in quickly. Senior chefs must be waiting."

    "Oh, right. Chef Haru!"

    Chefs who shrug off and start moving again.

    Today''s lunch staff Staffmeal left the menu to Yumi, and she chose braised short ribs, which is the standard of Korean food.

    ''Suddenly, braised short ribs?'' Braised short ribs take a long time to lose blood and it takes a long time to cook, so it''s natural that you can''t cook during the tight lunch time for employees!

    The three probationary chefs also responded similarly.

    One day, of course, wasn''t a bit surprised.

    I just bought some vegetables for braised short ribs and came back to the restaurant.

    It was time to cook now.

    Haru''s eyes turned to Park Sung-hyuk, Lee Jong-guk and Seol-bin.

    * * *

    I decided not to bother making lunch today.

    In terms of annual experience, he was a long-time senior anyway, and even considering that, he wanted to increase the amount that Yumi and the probationary chefs could play.

    "So, you''re making braised short ribs?”

    "Braised short ribs are between bulgogi and braised short ribs, but it was a dish I wanted to try."

    "I can''t believe we''re here to cook what we wanted to cook. Are you confident?"

    "President Haru…… No, it''s a recipe made with the know-how that the chef taught me. I wanted to taste it at a place like this.”

    Chefs of old fairy tales who were surprised by Yumi''s suggestion to cook galbi-jjim.

    However, he soon heard confident words and nodded, "It would be fun."

    "At this time, Yumi is the head chef in front of this counter. Okay?

    The space given to Yumi and other probationary chefs was all a small countertop, but she was heartily happy.

    Soon the cooking started.

    Yumi''s special braised short ribs.

    The ingredients that went in were fairly ordinary.

    Onions, green onions, garlic, ginger and mushrooms are all vegetables.

    In addition, the sauce is also soy sauce, pepper, sugar, honey...It was almost the same as the basic braised short ribs sauce.

    Then what''s the difference?

    "Chef Yumi. Here, I brought some meat."

    Park Sung-hyuk brought a stainless steel bucket full of beef.

    Since oral fairy tales are fine dining restaurants, steak or whatever, beef is the main dish used quite a lot.

    Of course, the meat used like that is more than two plus, the best of the best.

    In addition, the meat that was slaughtered on the day was received at dawn every day and only the best parts were cut and used once more, so there were a lot of leftover meat.

    They were really expensive Korean beef, so it was such a waste to just throw them away, so I used to use them a lot for employee meals.

    It wasn''t much different today.

    "Chef Haru. Thank you so much. Where else would I use this expensive tenderloin and sirloin if it wasn''t for the oral fairy tale kitchen?""It''s thanks to Yumi who has a good boss. It''s about a day, isn''t it?"

    Yumi first started boiling the sauce in a small pot.

    While boiling spices such as onions and ginger, soy sauce, sugar, water, etc., they heated a stainless steel pan, poured a lot of oil, and began to fry beef first.

    Whoops, whoops!

    The marbling-filled beef quickly cooked on a pan with tremendous heat.

    It''s only been about 30 seconds.

    Just color both sides, remove from pan and leave in another place.

    Then he immediately began to stir-fry vegetables and mushrooms.

    Around the time onions are transparent and green onions are a little out of breath.

    Pour a little water into the pan to deglaze all the meat and vegetables that are stuck together.

    Then, add the well-boiled sauce, and add a little bit of sesame oil and beef.

    Sigh!

    A smile was drawn right around Yumi''s mouth, who tasted the soup once with a small spoon.

    The same goes for other new chefs who have expressed interest and followed suit.

    "Large, awesome!"

    "What''s this? No. The ingredients are definitely the same as bulgogi. How does it taste like this? I don''t think it''s just the beef. It''s very luxurious."

    Park Sung Hyuk and Lee Jong Kook were genuinely surprised.

    Sulbin also blinked to see if it tasted different from what he thought.

    "It''s done. Braised short ribs...It''s between … and bulgogi, but I don''t know what to name it."

    "Hey, what''s the point of a name? The smell is amazing. Don''t you think so, Joohyuk?"

    "It''s a crime to make it tasteless with this ingredient."

    "Oh, yeah. Justice of the Supreme Court, Mr. Taste. Hurry up and bring the kids. Let''s eat."

    Kim Ho-sung, who was very excited about his appearance, urged Park Joo-hyuk.

    A wonderful table has been set up, taking out dishes such as salad and soup that were on the course today and the oral fairy tale special kimchi that had been a hit once in a food truck.

    While busy working, chefs rushed to the large room inside the oral fairy tale hall soon began to eat.

    The first one to pick up chopsticks is Kim Ho Sung.

    I picked up a large piece of tenderloin, which was cut into dice, full of black seasoning, and put it right in my mouth.

    At that moment.

    Coo-goo!

    Crispy surface by frying it over high heat.

    Therefore, the meat juice was preserved properly inside, and even the soy sauce sauce was absorbed artistically.

    When I put it in my mouth and chewed, the greasy taste and salty juices flowed out as if they were soaked in watermelon, making my lips smooth.

    It was cooked just medium, so the texture of chewing was also great.

    "Wow, crazy!"

    It was not just beef made from expensive beef.

    Located one step above the dish itself, Bulgogi.

    In short, it was a dish that seemed to have added another axis of taste.

    "You must be feeling good.”

    "Sleep well, Joohyuk. Take a bite. Haru, you too, come on!

    "You have to understand the fuss. Where?"

    Park Chu-hyuk, who had a big piece of meat with an expression that he wasn''t impressed.

    He mumbled his lips.

    "How do you like it?"

    "Well, that''s nice."

    "That''s all?"

    "I have something to say. Yumi is such a good cook. So I tried to scout him myself. By the way... this is a bit unusual."Park Joo-hyuk brought another piece of meat.

    This time, I tried to cut it in half using a knife after placing it on a plate in front of me, not taking it right away.

    "Medium is awesome.”

    A section of fantastic bright red meat, like a steak cut in half, not thought of as braised short ribs.

    And the flowing juice of the juices.

    It was not a lunch break right away, but a dish that was served as a formal menu.

    Amazing skills.

    "Did you learn it from Haru?”

    "Oh, no. It''s just a dish I''ve always wanted to make. Chef Haru taught me how to save the juice. The recipe is mine."

    "Hmm. I see."

    "Maybe there''s something wrong...….”

    "If it''s a problem, it''s a problem."

    "Yes, yes?"

    "I''m so jealous. Yumi went to Haru. The kitchen would have been much more comfortable if it had been for oral fairy tales."

    Park Joo-hyuk, who checked the meat condition, immediately took it with a fork and put it in his mouth.

    Yumi''s face turned red after receiving more praise than expected.

    Park Joo-hyuk, who swallowed the well and the meat, whispered to Haru.

    "Well taught. You''ve improved a lot. I think you took your style for a day."

    "I learned it from Chef Park Joohyuk. Please think of him as a disciple of the disciple."

    "Cute, dude. Say something cute."

    It wouldn''t hurt to flatter you like this.

    Other chefs who tasted Yumi''s food also looked surprised.

    It wasn''t much, but it tasted completely different from what I imagined.

    Even Seolbin, who was a little anxious, enjoyed the food, taking out the soup.''

    As expected, did I think the day was too complicated earlier?

    It seems that it was just the young chef''s childish appearance.

    "Oh, my stomach is going to explode. I ate two bowls because it was so delicious. Hey."

    A meal that ended happily.

    I was going to take care of the rest of the dishes after lunch, but Park Joo-hyuk called me up for a day.

    "Hang on, Haru."

    He seemed to have something else to say.