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The second dish made the dish Sunny wanted to eat when she was sick.

Since it is a hard idol life, it is the saddest and hardest thing to do when you are sick.

And Sunny who ate the dish was really moved with tears.

Even though it was a simple kimchi stew.

Anyway, Jong-seok, who passed the second round with kimchi stew, was watching a celebratory performance at the panel.

A celebratory performance by Sunny's Sharpran and a male idol who just passed the second round.

Jong-seok, who watched the male idol performance roughly, enjoyed the performance of Sharpran.

'Girls' idol performances are fun as expected.’

When I thought of that, a cook panel came up next to me.

"You cooked well."

"Oh! Thank you."

I have seen Jong-seok a few times because he is a chef who often shows his face on TV shows.

"If you're a senior in high school, are you going to be a cook in”

"I haven't thought about it yet.”

"Really? You're a good cook, why haven't you ever thought of that?"

"I'm cooking little by little as a hobby."

"Hoo! With such cooking skills as a hobby, chefs like me should all be sucking their fingers.”

The cook, who was watching Jong-seok with a smile, opened his mouth.

"By the way, the food is very salty."

"Thank you."

"No, I'm not trying to compliment you, but I'm sure I like your liver. Besides, the temperature of the dish is very good."

Jong-seok nodded at the chef's words. The delicious temperature I got this time helped me know the most delicious temperature by touching or eating it with my hands.

With food that needs to cool down a little and food that needs to be hotter.

The taste of food also changes depending on the temperature. Salty food is salty when it is cold, and sweet food is sweeter when it is warm.

So the food became more delicious. It had the effect of filling the liver's subtlety with spices such as salt and sugar.

Then the cook put out a business card for Jong-seok.

"When you have the time, come and see me. I can't give you anything expensive, but I'll give you one or two dishes from one side of the kitchen."

"Thank you."

"Yes."

At Jong-seok's words, the cook nodded and looked at the performance of Shafran.

Jong-seok glanced at the idols next to him while watching Shafran's performance.

The idols, who failed in the first and second rounds, were watching the performance of Sharpran with a slightly sullen look.

In fact, they failed to get a chance to promote their songs in the first and second rounds.

'I'm sorry. They must have tried hard.’

Jong-seok, who was thinking about it, shook his head with a sigh. Even if they feel sorry for them, they can't lose to them.

And Sunny worked hard.

"The idol world is a tough place, too."

Sharpran, who finished the stage to Jong-seok who was thinking like that, approached.

"Oppa, we saw each other."

"You were pretty."

"Oh, my! This brother talks too openly."

When Sunny said with a smile, Jong-seok smiled.

"Isn't it good to be pretty?"

"That's true. But you're talking too openly.”

"You shouldn't ignore me if things go well with you."

"Do you think we're going to be okay?”

"I think it'll work out."

Sunny nodded in a good mood at Jong-seok's words.

"If we do well, I'll take your call."

"What's the number?"

I wish I had a celebrity phone number. When Jong-seok, who had thought about it, tried to get the number, Sunny shook her head with a sigh.

"We don't have cell phones."

"You don't have a cell phone?”

"I got rid of the cell phone that the company used to manage."

said Sunny, who shrugged her shoulders as she spoke with a smile.

"But he said he'd give me back his phone if it got popular. We have to work harder."

Jong-seok, who nodded to Sunny, looked at the stage. The writers and staff were organizing the stage for a long time.

'By the way, horses do all the little things.’

Seeing Jong-seok, there was a lot of work done by writers. Managing the cast, cleaning the stage, organizing the ingredients...

In fact, there was no work related to writing except for writing on a drawing paper.

I thought I should call him an all-around worker, not a writer.

"Okay! Let's get started."

At the writers' words, the cast sat down again and arranged their makeup.

As the cast prepared, Jong-seok and Sunny also went up on stage.

"What are you going to do if you get the prize money?”

When Sunny asked, Jong-seok glanced back and looked at the panel on one side.

The panel said 10 million won in prize money.

The prize money for tomorrow's cooking king was 10 million won. In addition, there will be about a million won in separate fees.

"If I win, I'll pay for my college tuition. What do you want to do?"

"I've got money, but I've got nowhere to spend it now... I'm going to buy a suit and give it to my mom.”

"Good thinking."

The prize money is 10 million won, so if Sunny and I split it in half, it's five million won each.

Five million won would be about a semester's tuition.’

Standing in front of the cooking booth with such thoughts, the MC clapped his hands and opened his mouth.

"Now! I enjoyed the performance of tomorrow's cooking king, Shafran, and the children of the sun. Idols are the coolest when they dance and sing on stage."

With MC's words, soon the third cooking topic was announced.

"The third topic of cooking is! This is the dish you want to eat the most now. The time is an hour."

Jong-seok looked at Sunny at the MC's words.

"What do you want to eat most now?"

Sunny stroked her stomach at Jong-seok's horse. While cooking today, I was full because I ate not only what they made but also the food of other chefs.

I've already eaten seven dishes since I had three dishes in the second round.

"I don't really want to eat anything..."

I was so full that I didn't really want to eat anything. At Sunny's words, Jong-seok looked at the panels.

The panel's faces showed languor. They, too, seemed a little tired of the long filming.

Besides, they also ate a lot of food, so they seemed full....

'Hmm....'

When Jong-seok was thinking about cooking, Sunny said, looking at the place where the ingredients were glanced.

"Don't we have to bring something, too.”

Already, the opposing team was taking the ingredients and making something fast.

Jong-seok glanced at the opponent's dish at Sunny's words.

Is it meat again?’

Jong-seok, who was looking at the other chef who was grooming the meat, made up his mind.

"Let's go."

Then Jong-seok began to pack ingredients such as instant rice, cabbage, and green onions.

"Are you going to eat?”

Jong-seok nodded as he looked at Sunny, swallowing up the backstabbing, "I'm full.

"The dish I want to eat the most right now is a dish that's comfortable inside."

"Cooks that are comfortable inside?"

Jong-seok, who nodded to Sunny's question, put a frying pan on the fire and tore up the instant rice.

Argh! Argh!

Jong-seok, who spread instant rice with water on his hands, began to press the rice.

Scissors! Scissors!

"My menu is nurungji and cabbages.”

"Nurungji? Isn't it too common?"

"Nurungji is best for soothing the greasy stomach like it is now. And with cabbage pickles, you'll be able to eat refreshingly."

"But it's still too weak..."

Then Sunny looked at the opposite side of the cooking booth.

"That's meat over there..."

"You wanna eat meat?”

Sunny shook her head at the question of Jong-seok. I ate so much food that I didn't feel good just looking at the meat.

Furthermore, the other team was a chef specializing in Chinese food, so it looked greasy.

At Sunny's appearance, Jong-seok glanced at the camera screen.

'Food eaten with ears and eyes....'

For those who see nurungji through the camera, the other side's food may look more delicious.

Koreans like greasy and red food. And the opposing cook knew it well.

But the viewer wasn't picking the dish. If you're right, the judges who are eating now will love their own scorched rice.

And... ...didn't give up eating with ears and eyes. It will make up for the ordinary appearance of nurungji with outer pickles.

'I'll catch not only taste, hearing, vision, but also the comfort of the stomach.’

Jong-seok, muttered inside, let Sunny see the frying pan and began to prepare the cabbage quickly.

The stalagmites, which were trimmed and soaked in salt water, began to trim other vegetables.

'There's not enough time for pickling cabbages. Should I have started by pickling cabbages instead of scorched rice?'

Jong-seok shook his head, thinking that he had misallocated his time a little.

'Let's go light. Lightly....'

Along with his thoughts, Jong-seok began to make seasoning for the outer pickling.

Jong-seok, who quickly mixed the spices and seasoned them, rapped and took time to mature.

Then he took out the scorched rice from the frying pan that Sunny was making and began to make a new one.

Jong-seok, who made some more nurungji, put it in a pot and began to boil.

Boiling!

Looking at the boiling nurungji, Jong-seok made Sunny stir it and began to make outer pickles.

After washing the pickled cabbage once in the water, Jong-seok, who shook off the water, began to mix it with the seasoning.

Jong-seok, who had a slight taste in the liver, nodded his head and picked up the pickles and stuck them out to Sunny.

"Try it."

"Give it to me."

When Sunny tried to get it by hand, Jong-seok avoided it.

"It's delicious to eat these things with your mouth."

Sunny hesitated a little bit at Jong-seok's words, then opened her mouth and ate it.

"Crunch! Crunch!"

Jong-seok smiled at Sunny with the sound of the crunchiness of the outer seasonings and the red seasoning in her mouth.

Lack of vision and hearing. Sunny can fill it.’

It is important to make a dish, but it stimulates viewers' appetite depending on how delicious the person who eats the dish is.

And certainly Sunny eats it deliciously.

"It's delicious."

"Slightly strong, isn't it?"

"I think so, but it's delicious."

At Sunny's words, Jong-seok looked at his liver once more and nodded. The liver was a little strong as Jong-seok thought.

But this was done on purpose to eat with nurungji. The seasoning of the outer seasonings is slightly stronger to make the crispy rice crust taste delicious.

Anyway, Jong-seok looked at the other team, waiting for the nurungji to ripen.

The opposing team was preparing three dishes as if they were going to take advantage of the hour.

Meat, chicken and fish as if the theme was meat, sea, and ball.

'End before them.’

Along with his thoughts, Jong-seok watched the other side's dishes.

"Are you waiting for time?"”

"It looks like they're waiting for the scorched rice to ripen."

"There are things like that, but... I think they're measuring their cooking time."

"The other team's dish?"

"Jong-seok is a good cook, but... You know how people feel.”

"Do you see such a thing just by looking at the dishes?”

"Whoa! This cooking contest... If Jong-seok finishes it first, I think Ian's food will lose its luster."

"I don't know what you're talking about, but please explain it in more detail.”

"You'll find out when you try cooking."

Ianna glanced at the panel's words.

"Only nurungji beats my cooking? That's nonsense.'

Mumbling inward, Ianna began to concentrate more on her cooking.

***

Before Ianna finished cooking, Jong-seok put the dish and moved it to the tasting table.

Taat!

Along with the laying of the dishes, the Ianna side completed the dishes and brought them to the table.

"Okay! Then I'll taste it. Team A, who finished cooking, will taste first."

At the MC's words, people came forward and began to eat the crust of overcooked rice made by Jong-seok.

"Ha! I feel warm inside.”

"I've been feeling a little bloated already, but I like it."

Jong-seok glanced at Ianna as he watched people enjoy eating warm nurungji and outer pickles.

Ianna was watching her cooking with a confident face.

Meanwhile, panels that sampled Jong-seok's dishes began to eat the dishes made by Lee An-na.

Lee An-na's face hardened as she was watching the panels who were stepping down after finishing both teams' dishes.

Most of the dishes he made remained. The panels ate a piece or two of their dishes and put down their chopsticks.

Instead, the dishes on the stalagmites were completely empty.

'Why?'

When Ianna wondered, Jong-seok smiled.

"I'm full, and I'm soaked with scorched rice. Do you think you want to put the greasy food back in there?’

This was the reason why Jong-seok tried to finish ahead of Ianna's cooking.

To make the panels who ate their own dishes lose interest in Ianna's cooking....

"May 5th Children's Day Special Tomorrow's Cooking King! Winning the first episode is! It's Shafran and Lee Jong- Congratulations."

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