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Jong-seok, who was briefly thinking about Kim's words, nodded.

Kim was right.

Whether Michael chooses now or not, it will taste salty and sweet.

And the taste will be poisonous to the body.

"I just thought about having a liver that suits Michael's taste. I didn't think about that. I'm sorry."

"A cook is a person who makes food that goes into a person's mouth. It's important to make delicious dishes, but you also have to think about the health of the eater."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Kim's words, opened his mouth.

"Then what are you going to do?"

When asked by Jong-seok, Kim Sook-soo nodded while thinking for a while.

"Follow me."

When Kim Sook-soo moved out of the kitchen, Jong-seok followed him.

What are you thinking? But what?'

Serve delicious food to someone who can't taste it? It was like an unanswered question.

Jong-seok, who was walking with that thought, was able to see Kim enter the room where Michael was.

Are you trying to tell me to come back next time?’

When Kim thought of that, he bowed politely to Michael.

Although Kim is old, he has always been polite to customers.

When I first met Kim, he was respectful to me.

"If it doesn't work, I'd like to take you to our kitchen.”

"In the kitchen of the transport boat?"

Michael's face was puzzled by Kim's words. The same goes for any restaurant, but the kitchen prohibits outsiders from entering.

Especially in the case of famous restaurants, it is even worse. But you want to take yourself to the kitchen?

And so did Kim Ho-young.

Michael in the kitchen?’

It is extremely rare to have outsiders in the carrier's kitchen. Besides, when Michael has to cook, he calls someone to the kitchen to eat the dish? It was strange.

When Kim Ho-young thought of it, Michael smiled and raised himself.

"It's no other place, and I'm just grateful to be able to enter the shipping company's kitchen."

"Then come."

Michael followed suit when Kim took the lead and moved to the kitchen.

After Michael, bodyguards and Jong-seok followed.

Kim, who brought Michael into the kitchen, brought a chair.

"Sit here and watch."

"Thank you."

When Michael sat down on the chair, Kim took out each of the ingredients he had prepared for today.

Starting with radish, which is in season in winter, Kim Sook-soo, who took out fish and oysters, smiled and looked at Michael.

"How do you do it?"

"All the ingredients are fresh."

"Materials in winter."

Then, Kim picked up a radish, cut it, and put out a piece.

"Winter radish is especially delicious because it is crunchy and sweet."

Concerns over Kim Ho-young's face were young due to Kim's actions. Michael could have been offended by the act of handing out uncooked radishes.

It's not placed in a bowl, it's handed from hand to hand.

But Michael didn't feel bad, but he hand-picked the radish and put it in his mouth.

Crunch! Crunch!

Michael smiled as he ate radish with a good chewing sound.

"That's a lot of water. Plus, I like the crunchy texture."

'You can't taste it either.

The radish at this time has a sweet taste good. But Michael only talks about texture and water, not about sweetness.

"Think it over and enjoy the crunch of nothing."

Michael smiled at Kim's words and began to chew the radish slowly.

Crunch! Crunch!

Looking at Michael chewing the radish with a pleasant face, Kim Sook-soo picked up the stone flower this time and peeled it off familiarly.

Then, sprinkled a little lemon juice on the oysters.

"It's winter oysters. Doesn't your skin really feel tight?"

Michael looked at Kim's cave in the lithograph as he handed it over.

"It's appetizing.”

"You have to eat the soup to say that you ate all the oysters."

Michael laughed at Kim's words and poured oysters and soup into his mouth.

And even after that, Su-su Kim handed Michael the raw ingredients one by one.

Jong-seok's face as he saw it was a little strange.

What are you thinking? These ingredients are delicious even if eaten raw, but that liver won't satisfy Michael's tongue.’

The palate is almost dead Michael, so you will have little taste of what you eat now.

Thinking of such questions, Kim Sook-soo finally began to prepare the ingredients in earnest.

Tata! Tata!

The radish was cut off and the ingredients were trimmed according to Kim's cheerful knife.

Without a moment's hesitation, the sharp knife was enough to make the viewers feel refreshed.

After finishing preparing the ingredients, Kim Sook-soo took out the seasoning and began cooking.

"Clear cod soup is good, but in chilly weather like these days, it's better to boil it spicy with chili powder."

As soon as he began to boil cod soup with horses, the smell of spicy cod soup began to spread around him.

'It looks delicious.'

The smell of cod soup wheezed Jong-seok's appetite. Just the smell makes my mouth water and makes my stomach flutter.

Jong-seok, who was swallowing saliva, suddenly looked at Michael.

Michael's face showed hunger.

Tata! Tata!

Jong-seok sighed as he listened to the sound of Kim Sook-soo's knife in his ear and looked at Michael's face.

'Experience is something you can't ignore.’

I know the thought of Kim Sook-soo.

'Food is not just eaten with your mouth. Eat with scent, eat with eyes, and eat with sound.’

대구 매운탕의 매콤한 향, 먹음직스럽게 익어가는 대구살과 붉은 양념의 색, 거기에 보글보글 익어가는 맛있는 소리······.

Not only that, but the sound and the appearance of the ingredients while cooking were all stimulating the texture.

Kim Sook-soo is making dishes that stimulate visual, olfactory and auditory sense to stimulate Michael's appetite, which is weak in taste.

Moreover, even the sound of Kim's knife was stimulating the appetite.

'As expected, Mr. Kim is great. And I didn't get my own experience.’

Perhaps if the writer chef, not himself, had treated Michael, he would not have cooked with a strong liver like himself.

This is not a matter of cooking skills, but of the chef's mind.

'Experience is not the only problem, it's the mind.

While Jong-seok was watching Kim's cooking, the dish was soon completed.

"You can try it here today. You can set up a separate table, but it's also a delicacy to eat fresh dishes on the spot."

Michael smiled and nodded as Kim said, putting dishes on the sink.

"I was so hungry that I couldn't take it anymore that I wanted to eat it right away. Thank you for the food."

Along with the horse, Michael took a spoonful of Daegu's spicy soup and put it in his mouth.

And Kim Ho-young and Jong-seok looked at it with nervous eyes. On the other hand, however, Kim was only slowly wiping out the spot where he cooked with a dishcloth.

You're not nervous, are you?’

When Michael thought of it, he smiled and began to scoop up the soup again.

And that was the beginning. Michael began to eat spicy fish stew and other dishes.

Jong-seok breathed a sigh of relief at the sight. I didn't say it was delicious, but.

There was no need for words. You can guess the taste just by looking at the food.

Michael, who had already finished his meal, smiled.

"These days, it was the most delicious food I've ever had in my life."

"Did you? I'm glad to hear that."

said Kim with a smile.

"Then let's have tea inside."

"Thank you."

When Kim left the kitchen with Michael, the chefs tried to clear the dishes.

"Wait a minute."

"Why?"

At one chef's words, Jong-seok took a chair and took a picture of Michael's eating with his cell phone.

Click! Click!

Jong-seok, who took pictures of the dishes Michael had eaten with his cell phone, lowered his head as if he had now finished, and hurriedly followed Kim's footsteps.

In the room, Michael and Kim were already talking over tea.

"Then I'm eating well today."

"Please drop by again next time. I'll prepare a better dish."

"It's a better dish than today, so I'll have to come back."

Jong-seok secretly told Kim Ho-young about Michael walking with a smile.

"You have to talk about SNS.”

At Jong-seok's words, Kim Ho-young was wary of Kim Sook-soo.

He knows he has to say it, but it's hard to say it in front of his father.

Jong-seok, who noticed Kim Ho-young's heart, nodded.

"Then we'd better take Master Kim inside and see him off on our own. We'd better go out and talk."

Kim Ho-young nodded at Jong-seok's words and approached Kim Sook-soo.

"Father, let's go inside and rest."

"No, I'll see you off myself."

"But to rest a little.”

"No. You're a good customer of my cooking, and I'm right to see you off."

Then, Kim led Michael outside. Jong-seok tasted it and told Kim Ho-young.

"I'm afraid I can't speak here."

"I suppose so.”

"What's your cell phone number?"

When Kim Ho-young told me his cell phone number, Jong-seok sent me the picture he took earlier.

Kim Ho-young looked at Jong-seok with a curious look at the picture he sent to his cell phone.

"Why did you send this?”

"Please talk to Michael on the phone later and ask him to post this picture on social media."

"If it's for publicity, why not post and send a picture of the food?”

"It's an empty bowl left after eating all the food from one house because it's not tasty. People will be more impressed with this picture than with the food."

Kim Ho-young, who thought Jong-seok had a point, put his cell phone in his pocket and followed in the footsteps of Michael and Kim Sook-soo, who were ahead.

***

And that evening Jong-seok got a call from Kim Ho-young.

Michael posted on social media.

"Okay, I'll see you now."

Yes, and thank you for this. Thank you very much for the last jangdokdae incident.

"No, thanks for always letting me eat good food."

Yes, come with your parents next time. I'll make you my delicious food.

"Thank you."

Jong-seok hung up and saw Michael's SNS on his cell phone.

Michael's social media posted a photo of an empty vessel and a message about the transport boat.

I was invited to the shipping line this time.

But the last time I went to the ship, I wrote it.

There must have been some misunderstanding.

What I said at that time was the taste of transport justice.

It doesn't mean it's changed, ······.

It meant that Michael Chang.

I was fifty when I came here before.

Now 60 years old, ·······

However, the shipping process has not changed, so I felt free of charge.

People change, but traditions do not change.

No, it's getting deeper.

If anyone doubts the taste of the transport system because of this misunderstanding,

I'm going to name that Michael Chang.

If you go to the transport boat, you will find the traditional food that represents Korea.

You can eat it.

And eat delicious food on the transport boat this time.

I post the picture.

After Michael left the ship, Kim Ho-young secretly called Kim to talk about the situation.

And I felt sorry for the shipping line in the article. Perhaps he didn't know what damage he had caused to the transport ship in his previous post, but he didn't know this time.

"That's a good work. At this rate, nothing's going to happen to the overseas branches of the shipping line."

Jong-seok, who had that thought, hung up his cell phone and took out his experience book.

And the deficit experience book gave me the experience value of what happened today.

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