The time for comfort ended immediately. Even before it became 9 o’clock, the participants had to go in front of the food truck. They didn’t even have the leisure to express that they were glad to see each other in a long while. After they attached a mic in their clothes, the judges appeared. They had met almost in one week. Joseph opened his mouth with a calm face.
“Last week, did you do well?”
The participants laughed bitterly. Their faces were saying it all. Joseph slacked his lips as if he understood.
“It should have been hard. You lacked sleep, and your back and neck hurt. But looking at the smiles of the customers you can’t even say that you are exhausted, that’s the life of a chef. And your lives should also be like that. The last one week, you can look at it as you have to work the same for the remaining 70 years.”
Perhaps, because it was the food truck that it was more comfortable. Because it wasn’t a normal one, but a food truck only for the sake of the mission. Normal restaurants would be better in that you don’t have to move, but excluding that, it wasn’t easy at all.
Alan opened his mouth.
“Later, you will be facing more stress than right now. It will be different depending on who you are working for, but as you know the character of most of the head chefs or sous chefs are dirty. And I’m not blaming them. It can only get dirty. It can only get rough. Because if you did even a small mistake, you won’t know what could happen. And what you place on the dish has to be checked as cautiously as a doctor’s hands. And………”
Because if you did even a small mistake, you won’t know what could happen. What you placed on the dish has to be checked as cautiously as a doctor’s hands. And…”
Alan glanced at Emily.
“If epicureans come and comment on the internet or the news saying things full of crap, you will forget why you were walking this road. Some of them will write unreasonable things, and things that make you wonder their comprehension towards cooking.”
“……..Well, even I sigh when I look at those epicureans. And it seems like you had already met sloppy epicureans in the food truck mission.”
The ones Emily was talking about weren’t the ones who talked bad about their cooking, because that was their obvious right. However, there were also some that wanted to get attention by speaking nonsense. They said that the flavor of an ingredient that wasn’t even used was felt strongly, and some even evaluated with the opinions of those, when they haven’t even eaten it.
“Minjoon. Hugo. Chloe. Because you were team leaders, you should have felt and endured more things than your members. How are you feeling?”
Jo Minjoon glanced at Hugo. Maybe he was forcing himself, but he didn’t look good. He could only be like that. Because if he didn’t lie about his profits, today’s third place would be his team. Hugo wasn’t the type to lie about these things, he was the type to feel all the more responsible in this kind of situation.
The first one who replied was Chloe. She seemed to also be feeling at ease. Her voice wasn’t that heavy.
“It was hard, but thinking about the things you would face in the future, it was quite a good experience.”
“It’s a wonderful reply. Minjoon?”
“The word responsibility seemed to be more scary than I expected. Of course, I knew that you made me team leader as a reward for getting first in the risotto mission, but it felt more like I was given a test.”
He hadn’t planned to grumble, but as he spoke, it became more of a nuance. Alan smirked.
“Think of it as an experience. Cooking in the seat of the leader is something impossible with your current experience.”
“Yes, I know it quite well.”
“Hugo, What about you? You have the most nervous expression among the three.”
Hugo smiled bitterly. He hesitated for a while and slowly opened his mouth.
“I’m sorry for my teammates. I had to do well as a team leader, but I had to be a team leader that lacked too much.”
“……..I wonder. I had heard that you did quite well, so I don’t think that there’s a need to lower yourself like that.”
“Rather than lowering myself……..I’m sorry. It seems like I was too nervous.”
“Cheer up.”