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Inside the pork rib restaurant, the staff had already prepared for the filming and were waiting for the cast.

Oh Jung-jin started shooting first. I talked to the owner in the store and soon introduced Jong-seok and Ianna.

"I would like to introduce Lee Jong-seok, who won the cooking program called 'The Cooking King of Tomorrow' last year, and Lee An-na, who was runner-up."

When the staff winked at Jong-seok and Lee An-na at Oh Jung-jin's introduction, the two men went into the screen.

"Hello."

"You're more handsome and prettier than you were on TV last year. Jongseok, I heard you entered the oriental medical school at Kyunghwa University.”

"Yes."

"So now you're making a healthy dish that adds one more shot to your food?”

"I'm still a freshman, so I'm not that good."

"Is that so?"

Jong-seok's face was filled with admiration at Oh Jung-jin's wonderful smile.

'It's really cool to laugh.’

It was the image of Oh Jung-jin, who smiled like a scene from a coffee commercial.

When Jong-seok thought of that, Oh Jung-jin also talked with Lee An-na.

And soon he sat down.

"Now! Then shall we try today's food?”

At Oh Jung-jin's words, the owner brought a charcoal fire.

Flap! Flap!

Looking at the thick charcoal fire, said Oh Jung-jin.

"I like the charcoal."

"We are using charcoal from Gangwon-do."

"What do you think about them?"

When Oh Jeong-jin spoke to Lee An-na while looking at Jong-seok, Lee An-na looked at the charcoal and said,

"Charcoal is the best in cooking. And the charcoal tastes pretty good. It'd be delicious if you just put the meat on top and grill it well, right?”

Lee An-na said, "I agree with Jong-seok. Then Jong-seok picked up some side dishes and ate them.

The seasoning wasn't clear, but the taste wasn't too bad.

It's just a side dish from an ordinary pork rib restaurant.

"The side dishes aren't bad either."

"Then should I say there's also a problem with pork ribs?”

Jong-seok nodded at Oh Jung-jin's words.

"I think I'll have to grill the pork ribs first."

Jong-seok lifted the pork ribs with the horse. The meat was simply shaped like a normal pork rib.

Then Jong-seok put pork ribs on top of the charcoal fire.

Teeth! Teeth!

As the charcoal fire began to ripen the pork ribs, the incense came up.

'It's okay so far, ···'

When the meat was cooked to a certain extent, Ianna began to cut the meat.

"Come on! 'Cause the meat looks cooked. Shall we try it?"

When Oh Jung-jin put the meat into his mouth with the horse, Jong-seok and Lee An-na also put the meat into his mouth.

And, Jong-seok's face hardened.

'Scent, ··'

As soon as I put it in my mouth, the smell of the pig came in. He saw Lee An-na and Oh Jung-jin.

Oh Jung-jin and Ianna were chewing meat. But the stalactites couldn't chew.

His absolute taste buds were strongly felt by the smell of pigs.

Jong-seok pulled out a tissue and spat it out. When Kang Sung-soo pointed at it with his hand, Oh Jung-jin immediately delivered a comment.

"Jongseok, did you spit it out?”

"Oh, yes."

"Where don't you like?"

"It smells like a little pig."

"Pig, smell, smell. I think it does smell a bit, but maybe it's because of the strong seasoning, but it's not that annoying, right?”

When Oh Jung-jin asked while looking at Ianna, she shook her head.

"Jong-seok said it's a little bit, but it's a lot for people who cook like us."

'Oppa? You spoke informally earlier, ···.'

When Jong-seok thought of that, Lee An-na continued.

"If you're an ordinary person, you can eat pork ribs or just eat it while you're in, but no one likes the smell of pork that Jung-jin felt. So I don't think I'm going to try to find another unpleasant taste."

"Yes, I don't think I'm going to come back and eat the smelly meat. So what do you think is the most important thing to improve the food here?"

Jong-seok opened his mouth at Oh Jung-jin's words.

"It smells bad, but the texture wasn't bad for now. Should I say that the meat is a bit sticky?”

"So you mean you like meat is good?”

"Yes, I think it'll be a good enough store to catch the smell of pigs and improve the seasoning. And, ·."."

Jong-seok, who was trying to say something more, said.

"Let's see the ingredients in the kitchen first and then talk."

"Jongseok knows the show. That's right. We'll talk about important things later. That's how to make the show fun. Shall we go into the kitchen?"

When Oh Jung-jin rose, Jong-seok and Lee An-na followed suit.

In the kitchen stood the old man with a nervous face.

Oh Jung-jin cracked the owner's anxiety with a familiar joke.

"Don't be too nervous, then shall we make the sauce first?”

The owner began to make the sauce. Jong-seok, who saw it, smelled the onions and vegetables that were used as ingredients.

'The vegetables are fresh, but is the meat the problem? But the texture of the meat was good.’

The smell of pigs comes when the distribution process is long.

But the texture of the meat he chewed was different. It feels like it's perfect.

Jong-seok was looking at the seasoning and looked at the meat in a bowl next to him.

After hearing the pork ribs in the water, Jong-seok smelled it and touched the meat.

'It's fresh, ·.'

Jong-seok, who was poking the meat with his hands, asked.

"When did you bring this meat in?”

"I dropped it in this morning."

"Do you usually use it for breakfast?"

"그··· 그건···."

Jong-seok nodded his head when the owner couldn't speak.

"You've been out of business lately. You've got meat left, haven't you? But if you cut the volume too much, the client might not give you any meat, ···."

In the past, when tteokbokki was not sold well, it tried to reduce the amount to a company that gave rice cakes and ingredients.

At that time, my dad went to the wholesale store every morning to buy the ingredients because he said he couldn't deliver them anymore if he reduced the ingredients.

"That's right."

Jong-seok looked around and said to his master.

"Can you show me the meat you usually use instead of this one?”

The master hesitated at Jong-seok's words. Oh said with a smile at the sight.

"Daddy, we need to know the problems in the store to make improvements. So show me the meat you usually use. Wouldn't that help our chefs?"

At Oh Jung-jin's words, the owner sighed and opened the door of the refrigerator.

Inside it was a stack of vacuum-packed meat on the shelves.

Argh!

The storage was not very large, so only VJ, Jongseok, and Ianna went in.

When I saw the meat, I saw a lump of meat that had been vacuum-packed. The vacuum packaging had the date of slaughter and the date of entry into the store.

"What's ahead is due, isn't due?”

"Yes."

"Then do you usually use the one in the front, and put it in the back when new meat comes in?"

When the owner nodded, Jong-seok picked up the meat at the back and the meat in front of him, and suddenly looked at the barrel next to him as he tried to come out.

The date of yesterday was written in the kimchi box.

"Is this marinated ribs made yesterday?"

"Yes."

"Take this out, too."

Jongseok put the meat on the counter and opened the lid of the marinated ribs.

Jong-seok, who saw the well marinated meat in the sauce, dipped his fingers in the sauce and put it in his mouth.

And ···.

"퉤!"

Jong-seok, who spat directly into the sink, frowned.

'Pig smell.'

The sauce smelled like a pig. He tore a vacuum pack that was packing two pieces of meat.

Then I pressed the oldest meat. The quality of the meat didn't look too bad because it was stored at low temperatures in the vacuum pack.

No, rather, ··· 오히려.

'Is it low-temperature ripening? Looks like the meat's more elastic.’

Jong-seok, who thought so, said to the staff.

"Can you bring me the bag I brought?”

When Kang Sung-soo winked at the staff at Jong-seok's words, he soon brought him a bag.

Jong-seok, who opened the bag and took out a leather cut, opened it.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Leather sheaths spread out, revealing the knives stuck in them.

"As a cook, you carry a personal knife with you.”

Oh Jung-jin, looking at the knife, asked Jong-seok.

"Jongseok, do you usually carry a knife like this?"

"I usually leave it at home. I brought it today because I thought I had to cook."

"Well, if you carry a knife like this, you'll be misunderstood.”

Jong-seok, who nodded quietly at Oh Jung-seok's words, took out a kitchen knife.

Then I cut the meat. It's called pork ribs, but the meat was pork neck.

Sweep! Sweep!

Jong-seok, who cut the meat a little thick, wiped the knife and cut other meat.

Jong-seok, who put the frying pan on the fire, put the meat on it when the pan was heated.

Teeth! Teeth!

"But why are you grilling meat?”

"You can tell the meat's condition by looking at it, but you have to grill it before you know it."

"That's true, too.”

Oh Jung-jin nodded and looked at the ripening meat.

"I think it's always true that meat is getting cooked."

When the meat was done, Jong-seok, who turned off the fire, took the scissors and cut them.

"Can I try it now?"

Jong-seok pointed to the latest meat in Oh Jung-jin's words.

"Try this first and then this side.”

At Jong-seok's horse, Oh Jung-jin and Lee Anna ate meat.

"Hmm, this meat doesn't smell. Is it because it's the latest meat that came in recently?"

"It certainly doesn't smell. And the quality is good."

Listening to the two, Jong-seok also ate meat and took a sip of water.

Then I ate the second meat this time.

"Hmm? This meat tastes better."

"Surely, this meat feels more juicy. I think it's going through a similar phase of aging because it's stored at low temperatures in a vacuum."

Jong-seok nodded at Ianna's words. But, ··.

"The meat smells like a pig."

"It's said that it's matured at low temperatures, but it's matured with blood, so the smell of the pig has matured as well. But it smells less than the pork ribs I ate earlier."

Jong-seok nodded at Ianna's explanation.

"If salt and a few herbs were ground and matured, the moisture would have drained and improved the meat's flavor and texture."

"Cold ageing is popular these days. But to maintain a constant temperature, this kind of storage is inconvenient. They open the door and close it, and the temperature goes up and down."

Ianna said while looking at the storage.

"But the business here is bad, so we don't open and close the storage doors often, so it's ripened to this point. Otherwise, it would have smelled more like a pig."

"That's like Anna's idea."

Kang Sung-soo pretended to cut his neck to Oh Jung-jin as the two talked about low-temperature aging.

I was told to stop talking and go back to the story that fits 119 now.

"Then did you find the problem here?"

"Yes. Meat is the problem. The old meat smells like a pig. It's just a matter of changing the meat to something fresh."

"Then is there nothing to improve on the seasoning?”

When asked by Oh Jung-jin, I dipped the seasoning made by Jong-seok with my finger and tasted it.

'Hmm, ··.'

Jong-seok, who had been savoring the taste for a while, opened his mouth.

"I think we need to change the recipe a little."

Then Jong-seok spoke.

"But what's important now is that we need to clean up all the materials we have and start anew."

"What do you mean you have to clean up?"

Jong-seok tapped the barrel of seasoned pork ribs with his hands.

"Let's start by throwing it away."

At Jong-seok's words, the master looked at him with astonished eyes.

"All of this?"

Jong-seok laughed as he looked at the man looking at the barrel as if it was a waste.

"No."

"Then you're gonna take this and throw it away?”

"No."

Jong-seok shook his head again and smiled and pointed to the meat in the storage.

"Let's empty the front row."

My uncle's face turned white at Jong-seok's words. How much are those meat?

Looking at such a man, Jong-seok said,

"Selling food isn't just selling food."

"Then what?"

"Food is trust and honesty."

"Trust and honesty?"

"Food doesn't lie. If you make it honest with fresh ingredients, the taste won't change. And customers build trust by eating that honesty."

Sweep!

Jong-seok hit the barrel of meat with his hands and looked at the storage.

"And here's what eats away at that trust and honesty. It's the first step you need to put in your boss's first step, and that's the first step in a thousand miles.”

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