Chapter 54

Chapter 54

8.The Chemistry Behind Cooking (7)

Jeong-woo was so curious that he lightly dipped his chopsticks into the daegujorim (braised cod) sauce left on the dining table to taste it.

Hmm?

A strong, striking saltiness hit his tongue. Along with it, the familiar aroma of seasoning that he had encountered daily in the kitchen emerged.

It was unmistakably the taste of his mothers cooking, unparalleled and distinctive.

Jeong-woos gaze turned towards the essence of that familiar taste, placed on his mothers cooking station.

Two packets of beef and anchovy broth.

That was what had captivated the elderlys palates. Jeong-woo finally realized.

It wasnt a battle to win by creating a perfect dish. It was simply about satisfying the taste buds of those elderly individuals.

Hyun-min, standing at the cooking station, displayed an anxious expression as he contemplated.

Chef.

Im sorry, Mr. Jeong-woo. The dish was perfect. It wasnt your mistake.

Well the seasoning. What if we mix this?

When Jeong-woo shook the bag of powder filled with MSG, Hyun-min let out a disappointed laugh.

Im a chef who never uses that.

I know its a strange thing to say, but its for our neighborhood elderly. Their taste buds arent sophisticated.

Still, some things just cant be done.

With a firm standard, Jeong-woo felt even more determined to help.

Jeong-woo glanced towards his mother, who had started cooking Stir-Fried Squid, and then turned to Hyun-min.

If we lose this time, its over. But this dish is tailored to the elderlys preferences.

Hyun-mins complexion darkened.

Theres one dish that can guarantee a win. Would you be willing to try it?

Is there such a dish?

With a sly smile, Jeong-woo covered his mouth with his hand and spoke in a low voice. Hyun-mins eyes widened as he listened.

Even so, thats?

Take a deep breath and think about it. 3-0. Would it be suitable for a TV broadcast? Isnt it too short?

Well alright. But are you sure about this?

Trust me. Theres no way it will fail.

Third evaluation session.

As it could be the final one, all the attention of the people gathered around the dining table focused on the five elderly individuals.

When the dish of stir-fried squid and vegetables, perfectly cooked with green chili peppers, was set on the table, murmurs of Its over could be heard from all around.

And then

Hyun-min, unable to even lift his face, presented a dish.

P-pork belly?

Mr. Heo, from the rice shop, jumped up and reached out his hand.

It smells just like a local butcher shop at the intersection! I want to be a judge too!

The enticing pork fat oozed out, drawing a river character () amidst the meat, and its natural juiciness was a visual that called for a shot of soju.

As soon as the evaluation began, the elderly individuals eagerly used their chopsticks to devour the pork belly dish, leaving nothing behind. Even if it was after eating the stir-fried squid.

-Chef, is there any more of this?

-Ah, I only grilled that.

-You did well. Good cooking.

-Th-thank you.

All five flags had the character Hyun on them.

Hyun-min, who had won the round, returned to the cooking station with his energy drained. Jeong-woo placed his hand on Hyun-mins shoulder, wearing a knowing expression, and offered him comfort.

The elderly in the neighborhood they can be quite demanding, right?

Sigh

Jeong-woo let out a sigh and looked at Hyun-min, who seemed unable to even contemplate the next dish. Suddenly, a thought came to Jeong-woo, and he spoke up.

Chef.

Yes?

What if we try to mimic the flavor of the dashi seasoning using only natural ingredients? Would you be willing to use it?

Are you suggesting extracting broth-like flavors from seafood? Thats a method even used in restaurants. However, it still has fundamental differences compared to MSG. Perhaps it would be better to focus on enhancing the fermentation flavors or improving the texture to suit the elderlys taste buds, even if it takes more time

No.

Jeong-woo shook his head.

If it tastes exactly the same as MSG, then you can fully experience that stimulating flavor.

Is that even possible?

Just wait a moment.

Chemical symbols floated around in Jeong-woos mind, scattered across the cooking station and the broadcasting stage. He integrated them, recalling the formula he had adjusted during a previous weekly meeting to match KG Foods new product.

Around the black hole of nucleotides, the galaxy of food additives gathered.

I think it can work. I didnt mention it earlier, but I actually work for a chemical company. Although its not dashi seasoning, I have also been involved in researching similar MSG alternatives.

A look of surprise flashed across Hyun-mins face.

Werent you the manager of Yoon Yi-seol?

You could say I have a dual role. How about it?

Hyun-min looked at Jeong-woo anew.

The young man who was anxious and lacking confidence in cooking had disappeared, replaced by a confident gaze within the strange atmosphere.

Hyun-mins attention was drawn to Hong Ji-sook preparing knife-cut noodles at the opposite cooking station.

Hyun 5.

Hyun-min raised his hand upon confirming the results.

We lost.

Yoon Yi-seol turned sharply to Jeong-woo.

I saw earlier that the VJ was filming you alone, Jeong-woo. Did you do something? Thats why we didnt get focused shots.

I did it together with Hyun. Its not like Im cooking alone.

Jeong-woo crossed his arms and slightly grumbled, but Yoon Yi-seol chuckled and said, Oops, with a smile. Jeong-woo looked at her.

What I just said, didnt it sound a bit like a chef? Its not like Im cooking alone Huh? Youre saying it isnt like that?

I was a bit proud. I guess.

When Yoon Yi-seol reluctantly praised him, Jung Woos shoulders straightened even more. Seeing Hong Ji-sook returning, Yoon Yi-seol spoke to Jung Woo.

The two of us were quite helpful as assistants in cooking. Its fascinating. Now its 2 vs. 2, so lets fight till the end.

And dont get hurt, Yi-seol. You were busy preparing the broth earlier.

Yoon Yi-seol paused for a moment and asked cautiously.

You saw that?

Well, I am the manager.

Youre reliable, really.

Yoon Yi-seol, who had been discreetly looking into Jeong-woos eyes, smiled and returned to her teams cooking station.

Hyun-min, who rushed over to the evaluation table, placed his hand on Jeong-woos shoulder.

Jeong-woo, can you tell me how to combine those seasonings? No, Ill buy them. I was truly shocked by the taste. Its stimulating yet light. It feels like the taste of my hometown yet sophisticated. I want to make it our restaurants signature seasoning.

Well lets talk about that after its over. We need to prepare our final dish.

Hyun-min nodded at Jeong-woo, who was smiling.

Lets do it.

While the staff was preparing for the final showdown and tidying up the table, author Hwang rushed over and stood in front of Hyun-min.

Hyun-shi, the filming is going really well right now. Its thrilling. So, PD Choi wants to offer a prize for the final challenge for the elderly participants. They want to bring in a special spring edition.

What kind of prize?

A kimchi refrigerator.

Sounds good.

After voting on who will win, they will draw winners among those who guessed correctly. Is that okay?

Hyun-min nodded, and Hwang went over to Hong Ji-sook to convey the same message before disappearing.

If its a kimchi refrigerator, the elderly in the neighborhood will love it. Since weve been winning continuously, there will be a lot at stake on our side, right? I wonder what mom will do this time?

While observing the opposing teams cooking station, Jeongwoos expression changed as he saw the ingredients his mother had put up. It was evident what dish they were preparing.

Spicy stir-fried pork?

Jeong-woo quickly approached Hong Ji-sook.

Mom, thats cheating. Using the restaurants menu.

Now that everyones already full, they cant eat much, so Ill make just a little.

Upon hearing the name of the plate, Mr. Heo from the rice house and the other two gentlemen exclaimed loudly, We want an extra plate too!

Look, the ajusshis reactions. Are you going to go this far?

Im not going all out.

In response to Hong Ji-sooks nonchalant reply, Jeong-woo returned to Hyun-min with a worried expression. Even though it was tied 2:2, spicy stir-fried pork was unexpected.

Hyun-min asked Jeong-woo.

Why are you like that? Whats so special about spicy stir-fried pork?

Because they dont usually serve it even on days like this in the restaurant. The elderly in the neighborhood love it the most, more than grilled pork belly.

The elderly people scattered around the living room suddenly gathered towards the front. Despite having already eaten a feast, their faces showed a longing for something. Hyun-min couldnt help but be surprised.

Is it really that delicious?

Even though all of my mothers food are home-cooked meals, that one dish is worth acknowledging. Weve been selling spicy stir-fried pork since I graduated from college and have been living on it for 15 years at our house.

Upon hearing this answer, Hyun-min felt a deep sense of unease. Running the same restaurant for 15 years during a difficult time for the food industry like now must mean they have a killer menu.

Ha

In the midst of a situation where the judging panel had extreme variables, even more than any cooking competition Hyun-min had participated in, there was the overwhelming advantage of being in the familiar home environment. How much mental strength was he pouring into a mere cooking battle with housewives for over two hours?

Frustrated, Hyun-min looked at Jeong-woo.

Is there no way?

Well, the local taste is so set in their ways. They dont even try to appreciate this great flavor. The green onion skewers and fish fillet kebabs I made before were delicious. They were new and different.

Scratching his chin while pondering, Jeong-woo looked directly at Hyun-min.

Chef.

Yes?

Whats the most delicious dish you can make?

Yes?

If its not too much trouble, can I modify it to suit the tastes of the elderly?

Putting his hands on the culinary skills that he had developed over 20 years as a kitchen manager with an illustrious career, he was willing to touch the dish created by the head chef. Looking at Jeong-woo, who proposed a suggestion that would astonish the apprentices in the restaurant, Hyun-min felt more anticipation than disbelief.

For some reason, he had a feeling that if he followed the hands of this young man, he would create a dish that they had never tasted before, just like the elderly-style soup from earlier.

Author Hwang explained the prize drawing for the final challenge towards the living room.

-I am Mrs. Hong!

-Spicy stir-fried pork is the best.

Hyun-mins eyes blazed as he heard the conversation among the elderly. As a chef, his ambition surged.

Capture those taste buds and dont let go.

Lets go. Lets give it a try.

The final dish. This time, the roles were reversed, and Jeong-woo became the head chef who set the final direction, while Hyun-min became the assistant chef.