“Minjoon certainly reproduced the recipe exactly. There’s no difference in the flavor. It really feels like it was cooked by the same chef, in the same restaurant. That time, I was relying on my memories so I thought that it was identical because it was similar…….”
“………I certainly can’t feel a tiny difference. It’s to the point that expecting his absolute taste to be common sense to be difficult.”
Alan said with a sickened voice. Emily that was looking at him with a smile you couldn’t know the meaning of, opened her mouth and said with a gentle voice. Between her red lips, her red tongue showed.
“If he comes this way, he will really become an epicurean that won’t be repeated twice in history. How will he fare in the road of cooking? Of course, his ability to reproduce a recipe is certain, but because of that, he didn’t show cooking skills that are his own, right?”
“Only because he didn’t show it much, there’s no need to be afraid and give up before hand. Minjoon’s sense of taste will be favorable to have while cooking, it won’t prejudicate him. And I am also looking at him highly as a chef. He has talent. Surviving until now wasn’t solely by luck.”
Alan’s and Emily’s eyes became sharper. When the air between them was becoming sharper, Joseph said in a soft voice.
“However Minjoon wishes to become a chef. I think that the conversation ended with that.”
“……You don’t know. Perhaps, he will change his mind later on.”
Emily said with a depressed face. Joseph opened his mouth.
“Emily. Just like you can’t get out of the tasting world, Minjoon can’t get out of the cooking world. There is already a seat destined for all of the people. And if you can’t be in your seat, you suffer so much to the point you can’t stand it. And Minjoon’s seat, rather than this……”
Joseph raised a finger. It was a hand that was burnt by oil and fire, and had scars full of knife cuts. And the bad looking finger that by no means you could call pretty, pointed towards the kitchen.
“It’s that place. Even if you want him that much, you can’t change his seat. That’s something no one can do, and shouldn’t do.”
Emily didn’t reply anything back. She also knew quite well that wanting Jo Minjoon was just a greed of hers. A stifled sigh flowed out from between her lips. It was at that moment that Alan opened his mouth.
“……..The mission, I thought of one.”
Josephs and Emily’s sights directed to Alan. Alan’s corner of the mouth raised.
“What’s the reason we are clashing our opinions like this? It’s because a new type of guy we never saw before appeared. And the reason we gathered here is the same. Participants that are clearly more superior compared to the previous seasons. Ingredients that are hard to handle are making us feel pain. Then, we just have to return that back.”
Alan laughed as if he was enjoying it so much he couldn’t hold it back. Emily asked as if she was going to die from curiousness.
“What is it? What did you think of?”
“It’s ingredients.”
Alan continued speaking.
“Let’s give them ingredients they have never handled before.”
"Minjoon แน่นอนสร้างสูตรแน่นอน มีไม่มีความแตกต่างในรสชาติ จริง ๆ รู้สึกเหมือนมันถูกต้ม โดยเชฟเหมือนกัน ในร้านอาหารเดียวกัน เวลานั้น ฉันคือพึ่งความทรงจำของฉันก็เลยคิดว่า มันก็เหมือนกันเพราะมันคล้ายกัน..."“……… แน่นอนผมไม่รู้สึกความแตกต่างเล็ก ๆ มันเป็นที่จุดที่ต้องการรสชาติของเขาแน่นอนจะเป็นสามัญสำนึกจะยาก"อลันกล่าว ด้วยเสียง sickened เอมิลี่ที่มองเขา ด้วยรอยยิ้มที่คุณไม่ทราบความหมายของ เปิดปากของเธอ และกล่าว ด้วยเสียงนุ่มนวล ระหว่างริมฝีปากของเธอแดง ลิ้นสีแดงของเธอแสดงให้เห็น"ถ้าเขามาทางนี้ เขาจริง ๆ จะตัวติดตามการควบคุมที่จะไม่ทำซ้ำสองครั้งในประวัติศาสตร์ วิธีจะเขาอัตราค่าโดยสารในถนนอาหาร แน่นอน ความสามารถของเขาเพื่อสร้างสูตรเป็นบางอย่าง แต่ว่า เขาไม่ได้แสดงทักษะที่สิทธิของเขาเอง การทำอาหาร? ""เนื่องจากเขาไม่ได้แสดงมาก ไม่จำเป็นต้องกลัว และให้ขึ้นก่อนถึงมือ รสสัมผัสของ Minjoon จะดีมีอาหาร มันจะไม่ prejudicate เขา และยังกำลังดูเขาสูงเป็นพ่อครัว เขามีพรสวรรค์ รอดตายจนถึงขณะนี้ไม่เพียงผู้โชคดี"ตาของ Alan และของเอมิลี่กลายเป็นคม เมื่ออากาศระหว่างพวกเขาได้กลายเป็นคม โจเซฟกล่าวเสียงนุ่มนวล"อย่างไรก็ตาม Minjoon ปรารถนาจะกลายเป็น พ่อครัว ผมคิดว่า การสนทนาสิ้นสุดวันที่“……You don’t know. Perhaps, he will change his mind later on.”Emily said with a depressed face. Joseph opened his mouth.“Emily. Just like you can’t get out of the tasting world, Minjoon can’t get out of the cooking world. There is already a seat destined for all of the people. And if you can’t be in your seat, you suffer so much to the point you can’t stand it. And Minjoon’s seat, rather than this……”Joseph raised a finger. It was a hand that was burnt by oil and fire, and had scars full of knife cuts. And the bad looking finger that by no means you could call pretty, pointed towards the kitchen.“It’s that place. Even if you want him that much, you can’t change his seat. That’s something no one can do, and shouldn’t do.”Emily didn’t reply anything back. She also knew quite well that wanting Jo Minjoon was just a greed of hers. A stifled sigh flowed out from between her lips. It was at that moment that Alan opened his mouth.“……..The mission, I thought of one.”Josephs and Emily’s sights directed to Alan. Alan’s corner of the mouth raised.“What’s the reason we are clashing our opinions like this? It’s because a new type of guy we never saw before appeared. And the reason we gathered here is the same. Participants that are clearly more superior compared to the previous seasons. Ingredients that are hard to handle are making us feel pain. Then, we just have to return that back.”Alan laughed as if he was enjoying it so much he couldn’t hold it back. Emily asked as if she was going to die from curiousness.“What is it? What did you think of?”“It’s ingredients.”Alan continued speaking.“Let’s give them ingredients they have never handled before.”
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