As Jo Minjoon said that and turned back to look at the other participants, they glared at him with a disgusted face. Joseph smiled and shook his head.
“Unfortunately, the amount of the food and the time doesn’t allow us that. I think that the other participants wouldn’t hate sending you as their representative…”
“There’s no need to say this, but Minjoon has the most outstanding sense of taste among us. So it’s an obvious thing to send him as our representative.”
Anderson said with a calm face. He slightly looked at Jo Minjoon and raised the corner of his mouth.
‘…….I fell for their trap.’
He could do nothing about it if the atmosphere turned out like this. He thought that maybe Martin would side up with him, but he was smiling so wide that Minjoon thought that his mouth would get ripped.
Even Chloe was smiling faintly, so he had no one on his side. Jo Minjoon moved his feet with a face that was as pathetic as a cow being dragged to the slaughterhouse. And then, he glared at him Alan. Those eyes were so fierce it didn’t make you think of his usual gentle eyes.
“Why isn’t chef eating yet?”
“…….I was just about to. Here, take it.”
Alan gave a spoon to Jo Minjoon. Jo Minjoon received the spoon and after hesitating for a moment, he ate the smallest piece of meat along with some vegetable. At first he wasn’t moving his jaw, but in front of all of the judges gazes, he could only start to chew. He wasn’t planning on just gulping it since it was a dish made by Kaya. Thinking about the effort the chef placed on the dish, he couldn’t treat it as if it was garbage.
‘……I feel rejected, really.’
Just like Emily had said, the meat was sticky, but even that stickiness made him feel bad. The dense aroma of the cow that spread in his mouth was also bad. At least, it was good that there was the flavor of the sauce. If she had grilled it normally with only salt, he wouldn’t be confident in being able to eat it. It was difficult to eat it, with a different meaning than foie gras. Each time he chewed, he got a feeling he was hearing the cow mooing from somewhere.
As Jo Minjoon ate it, Alan too could only start to eat. They put the stew in their mouths with a determined face. Although there was some hesitation before eating, after they ate it, they certainly looked like pros. Alan said with a calm expression.
“You parboiled the phallus first and then put it in sauce, right?”
“Yes.”
“Perhaps, if you hadn’t, you wouldn’t have been able to get this flavor. Perhaps I would have oscillated at the special fishy smell of guts. But how did you know of this method? Didn’t you not cook this before?”
“I have cooked tripe a few times. I know well how the flavor changes if you parboil it or not. I also know that the phallus is a gut.”
Kaya put on a proud expression as if she was content with herself knowing that difficult thing. But of course, it was seen as a conceited smile, but Jo Minjoon could read that. Was it because the time they were together was long? It was certainly easier to read her.
Joseph looked at Jo Minjoon.
“What’s the score?”
“…….7 points.”
Soon, the score became an inquiry even for the judges. Emily nodded.