And finally, the perfect highlight, hinting that there''s going to be a contest!

    If the Food Grand Prix was a grated chef named Adam, the documentary was a grated producer named Bacon.

    And the results of the first documentary were telling.

    You succeeded, no. It''s a bigger hit than I expected.

    Some people say this. 10% viewership is not that big of a deal.

    Is that something that a leading U.S. food program producer would like?

    But Bacon was able to answer proudly. Isn''t it obvious?

    "Huh? What''s wrong with you all of a sudden?"

    A junior approached Bacon, who was shivering in rapture alone.

    Instead of answering, Bacon held out a piece of paper in his hand, and the junior reading it down.

    "Oh my God!”

    "Can you believe it?"

    "Oh, no. That''s amazing. You were right. What do you mean 10%? No way. Did you get 10% in the global market?!”

    "Of course it''s only one side. It''s just one of the many episodes, though. 10% in the world market, not in the US market, and that''s documentary? It''s just a legend!"

    That’s right.

    It was not just 10 per cent.

    Bacon was never the man to settle for just 10% of the time in America.

    10% in the global market. Some countries haven''t been aired yet, and it took a long time to gather information because the market was different.

    But the result was shining ridiculously.

    Bacon''s whole body trembled with the sense that he had written down a new legend.

    So how was it in America?

    "It''s a double crown. You hit 40 percent in the US, 10 percent in the world? Wow. You know one chef in the documentary if you just ask anyone on the street."

    40 and 10. If combined, a ridiculous 50% viewer rating will come out.

    Of course that calculation was quite ignorant, but no one would doubt how ridiculous Bacon has achieved.

    Literally, it wasn''t an entertainment program. It was a documentary.

    So maybe of course. Bacon''s gaze was bound to continue to be directed at one place.

    Dr. Adam hasn''t been in touch lately.

    Perhaps it is welcome.

    That''s all Adam did all day long when he was focusing on something, and all he had to focus on now was a restaurant with a day.

    Bacon suddenly looked at the calendar. Time passed only brutally quickly.

    "We have a couple of weeks left."

    The very day I promised.

    I wondered how Chef Haru would be preparing.

    Adam is concentrating so hard that he doesn''t receive all the other calls, so maybe Chef Haru is working on cooking in Korea.

    It has to work out, no matter what.

    I didn''t contact Haru on purpose.

    Because I believe in you. Because I believe it to the point where I don''t doubt it.

    Next time I go to Korea with Adam, Chef Haru will show me something.

    I don''t know what that is. And yet Bacon believed.

    There was only one reason. Because one day made him do that.

    MADE PER FILMES was like a festival day by day.

    * * *

    What the hell is this? This is!

    Choi Han-seok opened his mouth wide. It''s been a long time since I''ve seen him react this much.By comparison, Yumi was a little more realistic.

    "The other chefs would be very surprised. It doesn''t make any sense from the food court in the first place.

    If we sell this for less than 10,000 won, we''ll actually lose money. Isn''t that why it''s limited?”

    Haru and Yumi eventually created it.

    Referring to my grandfather''s recipe, I cooked much more delicious dumplings, and also changed the base to a thick soup made by myself.

    I thought about adding a little rice cake, but I boldly took it out.

    Rather than putting rice cake in it, I wanted to treat customers with dumplings.

    Yes, dumplings.

    One day, honestly, I really liked this dumpling to the point where I couldn''t see the beef bone soup I had made.

    "That''s a perfect name for a house dumpling.”

    "I''ve never seen anything like this sold anywhere. I think you can only buy it in heaven on this table. Don''t you think, Haru?"

    "That''s right. Dumpling stores don''t make this in the first place."

    Not meat dumplings, not kimchi dumplings. Literally home dumplings.

    It''s a homely and warm taste that I think I''ll make if I start a day.

    Four large house dumplings were included in the white and white beef bone soup. It''s the same as yesterday, but the taste is very different.

    Of course, some people will get tired of dumplings because they have been served for two consecutive days.

    So today''s menu is beef bone soup set.

    If only those who want it add 3,000 won, they can make dumpling soup again.

    If you want to eat dumplings again, you can enjoy dumpling soup, and if you don''t, you can enjoy it lightly with gomtang gukbap.

    It couldn''t help but satisfy all the guests.

    In the case of dumplings, I couldn''t make a lot of them because I didn''t have time, so I limited it to 100 bowls, but I took out a bowl to treat Hwang''s grandfather.

    Business the day after it started all over again anyway.

    Little rest, but one day with Yumi felt strangely lively.

    There must be many reasons.

    There''s the enthusiasm for the new food, or the fact that they''re already halfway to the underworld, they''ve become estranged from fatigue.

    As it was such a famous one-day soup, it would not have to be said that the guests'' responses were really good.

    Even though I didn''t use expensive meat as expensive as I did in oral fairy tales, the meat that the merchants sold at a good price came out very satisfying.

    For your information, all 99 dumplings were sold out within three hours of business opening.

    Does it mean that Haru''s cooking skills don''t go anywhere?

    And as usual, around lunchtime, break time after a warlike day.

    Cheer up~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    With the sound of the door opening, I could see the waiting face.

    Haru, who was reading reviews on the delivery app, woke up and greeted his grandfather.

    "Grandpa!"

    "I''ve been waiting. You''re a little late today, aren''t you?”

    Mr. Hwang''s grandfather.

    He kept his promise to come back tomorrow.

    "Well, I''m just here to taste it, because I made it. Just. Have some of course.

    "Oh, my God, what the heck...….”

    "I''ll just say thank you if it''s given to me by an adult, and eat it!"

    Again, my grandfather didn''t come empty-handed.They gave me a black plastic bag, so I received it and there was a lot of ice cream.

    The bungeoppang ice cream with a lot of red beans was Yumi''s favorite, and there was also strawberry-flavored ice cream if she remembered the word that she liked strawberries.

    Haru, who bowed his head in gratitude, guided his grandfather to his seat.

    But there was one thing that caught my eye.

    "It must be a little hot outside."

    "Huh? Why?"

    "I saw you sweating a little. I thought you might be hot."

    "Oh, it''s okay. It''s all right, it''s all right. Give me a meal."

    "Yes, can I really look forward to it this time?”

    "It smells different."

    My grandfather, who sat close to the kitchen on purpose, smelled deeply.

    Savory beef bone soup, and a different smell of dumplings from yesterday.

    "Similar."

    "Do you think you''re all right?"

    "Let''s try it first. Hmmmmmmmmm."

    He took out four dumplings that he had already taken out for his grandfather and carefully cooked dumpling soup.

    Food for grandfather, made of homemade dumplings.

    And one more.

    I don''t know if this is right.

    I sprinkled a little white seasoning like the eyes handed down by Yeom-ra.

    We don''t know if it works for humans. Perhaps one day cannot give a reason for this action itself now.

    But I didn''t hesitate. Because that''s what the owner of the restaurant said.

    A day held out a hot pot.

    "Here''s your heavenly meal!"