Jo Minjoon received the sandwich. It was nothing special. Cheese, lettuce, prosciutto and mustard sauce was everything in it. However, maybe because the bread was so soft that he felt like he was eating well cooked rice.
He didn’t know why, but when he gulped down the sandwich, the top of his temple hurt as if it was being poked by a needle. Even eating could be this exhausting. Jo Minjoon smiled bitterly and left half the sandwich.
The business continued regardless of his condition. Jo Minjoon put on the rice to cook with his hands shaking, and helped the others cook.
Madison was a city located in Wisconsin. There were vaguely a million of inhabitants, so it was a fairly big city in the US.
The place they parked the truck was in the middle of Wisconsin’s university and downtown, where it was bustling the most. Because next to the university was the city hall, they thought that it will be bustling with students and government employees. Actually at this point, it was a priority to find a place where customers had it comfortable rather than a place where more people would gather. Because Grand Chef’s mark was the perfect advertisement.
Their team’s norimaki was getting quite good reactions even in the internet. Of course, perhaps they could be fans of them, but even if they were, there wasn’t a case where they would say that something was delicious when it wasn’t. And they were slowly getting more confidence in their cooking. They thought that they could satisfy any kind of customer. Joanne opened her mouth.
“…….Would there be more customers than usual?”
“Why? Because of Minjoon?”
“Yeah. Wouldn’t there be more curious people that had seen it and come to eat more than usual?”
“I wonder. I think that people who are curious about that would usually have been curious about our cooking. But of course, there may be more customers than before…….”
In conclusion, there were more customers than usual. However, it wasn’t an overwhelming number. Maybe, it was simply because of the good location, but the number of customers was similar to the first time in Chicago.
Only, the reactions were certainly different. As they saw Jo Minjoon standing in front of the truck’s counter, the long line of customers cheered and blew whistles. Jo Minjoon that wasn’t thinking of anything could only be perplexed by that intense reaction.
“Is it really absolute taste?”
“Using your evaluation method, what score is this norimaki?”
“Isn’t it tiring when you usually eat? Because you are too sensitive.”
“I’m your fan! I’m sorry, but can I get your autograph?”
Almost all of the customers tried to say something to him. And because it was next to an university, there were a lot of young people. Only if they calmed down a little, they could know that Jo Minjoon’s face was so haggard he couldn’t even talk properly. So because of that it was more fortunate. If it wasn’t because of that face, there would be more people trying to want to talk longer.
“Minjoon, i’m sorry but you will have to slowly prepare the rice.”
“Okay, I will go after this customer.”
Jo Minjoon replied to Joanne and looked in front. There was a woman with wrinkles in her face. If she was a korean, she had the appearance that seemed to be in her seventies, but taking into account that westerners aged quickly, he couldn’t know. Jo Minjoon smiled and opened his mouth.
“Welcome. What are you going to order?”
“I want to talk with you right now, but you are really busy, right?”
“………That’s right. Because there are a lot of customers.”
Jo Minjoon replied while smiling awkwardly. He didn’t know that even this old grandmother would want to talk with him. It was at that moment. Anderson, that was wrapping the norimakis next to him glanced the surroundings and opened his mouth.
“Rachel Rose…….Are you perhaps Rachel Rose?”
“What? Where?”