Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Afterimage of the Young Chef

At the sudden harsh criticism not only the instructor but also the gazes of the students tasting the cooking were all drawn to Jin Myeong.

Jin Myeong put down the chopsticks on the front plate with a tak and added indifferently.

“Couldn’t even match the fire temperature and only shook the pan noisily so all the heat fled. Because of that the moisture of the meat and vegetables all came out and became dry. This is trash without even basics.”

Cold silence descended on the cooking class.

The expression of the man who was acting arrogant to the fullest, Choi Jong-man sharply distorted.

“What?! Tra, trash?!!”

“Yeah.”

“...!!”

Choi Jong-man’s face sharply heated.

Not enough that a rookie spectator topic dared evaluate his cooking, trash...

“Ha! Absurd. Hey, do you know cooking?”

“...”

Choi Jong-man panted and yelled.

“If know so well you do directly!”

“...”

At the sudden fierce atmosphere the startled instructor urgently stepped between the two.

“Th, there! This person is just a person who came to look but necessarily...”

“Ah, teacher please stay still a bit!”

Choi Jong-man cut the instructor’s words and sneered toward Jin Myeong.

“No, looking at giving advice on others’ cooking like that seems like some great skilled person, let’s look at that well-done skill once, yes?”

In fact the cooking just made was cooking that had to catch the crispness of vegetables and the meat juice of meat at the same time, quite picky fire control.

He also inwardly found the stir-fry difficult but acted skilled in front of beginners, and got poked right so flared.

“There...”

The instructor didn’t know what to do and tried to stop Jin Myeong, but Jin Myeong slowly walked and stood in front of the empty cooking station.

Then grasped the kitchen knife on the cutting board.

His languid and slow movement, the moment grasping the knife handle completely changed like a different person.

Tatatatatatatak!

“······!”

Jin Myeong’s knife moved at tremendous speed.

Fast and accurate knife work hard to even follow with the eyes.

Behind the afterimage of the blade passing over the cutting board, meat and vegetables were sliced out in the same size and thickness.

Tatatatatatata!

“...!”

“...!”

At the completely unexpected scene not only the instructor but also the mouths of the students watching holding breath opened wide.

Then Jin Myeong opened the burner valve to the end and raised the fire to the maximum.

Hwaaaaaaaaak!!

The pillar of fire that sharply surged swallowed the bottom of the pan.

The momentary moment the pan heated and raised fine smoke.

Jin Myeong put oil roundly then threw the sliced materials sequentially matching the exact timing.

Chwaaaaaaa!!

The order of vegetables and meat continued naturally like water flowing.

Chiiiiiiik!!

Oil and ingredients strongly collided with the strong heat.

Jin Myeong stuck the pan close to the burner to minimize heat loss, and only at the exact moment the ingredients cooked used the wrist snap and bounced short and intensely.

Even in the restrained movement the flame was naturally sucked inside the pan and coated fire aroma on the surface of the materials.

“Eh, eh···!”

Choi Jong-man’s mouth opened wide.

The wok work of the fellow he regarded as a rookie transcended imagination.

Every time the wok moved once the ingredients soared into the air and were sucked into the bright red pillar of fire.

The flame undulated fiercely inside the pan, but Jin Myeong’s expression had no wavering.

Choi Jong-man lost his soul and looked at that scene.

Just when only dozens of seconds passed like that.

Tak.

Jin Myeong turned off the fire and poured the cooking on the plate.

Hwaaaaaa-

Cooking with gloss flowing, delicious-looking even to the eyes was completed.

Moreover even intense aroma.

The expressions of the people inside were all dyed in shock.

“...”

“...”

For a while no one opened their mouth and only alternately looked at the cooking and Jin Myeong with blank faces.

At that time.

Choi Jong-man snorted and said.

“······Heung! Only performance noisy. But taste is a different problem.”

At that time the instructor approached.

“There... can I eat once?”

“...”

When Jin Myeong nodded, she immediately scooped a bit of the cooking on her own plate and picked with chopsticks and tasted.

Umul.

Everyone’s gazes concentrated on her.

What reaction would she show.

At that moment.

“······!!!”

The instructor’s two eyes widened largely.

The moment chewing the crispy texture of vegetables and the meat juice of meat harmonized with the fire taste in the mouth and exploded amazing taste.

“Wo, world··· how such taste······!”

“Delicious?!”

“Yes. Tremendous!”

“...!”

“...!”

At the instructor’s intense reaction other students hurriedly held chopsticks and ran.

And as soon as put the stir-fry cooking in the mouth all were shocked.

“Wow, crazy! The meat melts in the mouth!”

“Completely different cooking from earlier?!”

“No, this delicious?! What on earth?!”

When admiration burst from all sides, Choi Jong-man’s face sharply distorted.

“Ah, really. Overdoing! Making such a fuss that much...”

“Jong-man also eat once!”

“Yeah, eat. This really delicious!”

“Really... how much delicious at most...”

Choi Jong-man panted and picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the cooking into his mouth with a puk.

Umul.

At that moment.

“······!!”

Choi Jong-man’s chopsticks stopped dead in the air.

His distorted expression sharply spread then changed strangely again.

Then soon wrinkles sharply formed.

Exactly the truth’s brow.

Amazing umami and fire aroma wrapping the tongue.

Completely different dimension completion that couldn’t even dare compare to what he made.

‘Th, such taste possible···?!’

He looked at Jin Myeong blankly with a soul-left expression.

Jin Myeong was only there with an indifferent face still.

“...!!”

Even in the meantime people were out of their minds eating the stir-fry cooking.

“Wow, really··· among stir-fry cooking I’ve eaten while living by far the best!”

“No, how holding meat juice full like this?”

“This if mix with rice really delicious?”

“Right.”

“Ah, instructor, is there rice?”

“Ah, yes. There in the thermos···.”

Before the instructor’s words even ended.

One office worker student who rolled up the suit shirt sleeves urgently popped out, and opened the lid of the large electric rice cooker placed in the corner with a deolkeok.

People inside the classroom flocked around the rice cooker.

“Scoop only one large spatula!”

“Me too!”

“Me also only one bowl!”

Everyone as if entranced put the sauce and meat of the stir-fry cooking on top of the rice and pushed into the mouth.

Umul.

Tseup tseup.

In an instant all were shocked at the amazing taste feast.

“Wow······ this eating together with rice really delicious?”

“Really melts in the mouth, melts.”

“Is there more rice? This absolutely can’t stop.”

“Completely delicious! Completely!”

“Wow, if ate this every day good!”

Spoons moving without rest, and exclamations popping out from here and there.

The inside of the classroom was literally a crucible of enthusiasm deeply immersed in the new world of taste.

“...”

In that commotion Choi Jong-man’s complexion who was hardened holding chopsticks was heating red and blue.

His tongue clearly realized that the cooking just tasted was perfect, a realm that couldn’t even dare compare to the shabby stir-fry he made.

But he couldn’t accept it.

“The taste is a bit thick, but originally for catching popular taste stimulating is the best. But for home-style cooking a bit excessive feeling. Honestly this is not the essence of cooking.”

Any words party to somehow belittle.

But already the ears of the students deeply immersed in Jin Myeong’s cooking had no way for his words to enter.

“Isn’t the essence of cooking that it should be delicious?”

“Right, right. Delicious is the best.”

“Aaa... if this delicious seems like will gain weight...”

“Hahaha.”

“...”

Choi Jong-man’s face fully distorted.

Such him in the end roughly threw off the apron.

“Damn! People who don’t know cooking...!”

Shouted like that then took his bag and roughly opened the classroom door and went outside.

Kwang!

When the door closed people glanced there and clicked their tongues.

“Tsk tsk, the temper.”

“Because a person with good skill appeared the mood twisted.”

“People don’t know how to acknowledge.”

“Right.”

Jin Myeong who saw all this scene turned his body with a seuk and walked toward the door.

At that time, the instructor hurriedly blocked Jin Myeong’s front.

“Th, there!”

The instructor’s two eyes were full of curiosity that couldn’t be hidden.

Not simply a talented ordinary person.

From the posture of holding the knife, the rhythm of the wok work controlling the heat of the burner, to the perfect timing of raising the flavor the materials held at once.

She immediately noticed that Jin Myeong was not a chef of ordinary level.

“By any chance···.”

The instructor carefully asked.

“Is the main job a chef? Not ordinary skill, if not rude can I ask which restaurant working now?”

The instructor’s eye light was sparkling.

Where on earth such a tremendous skilled person was hiding living, the heart wanting to find out his identity right now and share more talk about cooking was like a chimney.

“...”

But Jin Myeong’s brow finely narrowed.

Annoying.

Just went out for a light walk and stopped by for a moment with interest moved.

The clumsy low-level acting ugly was annoying to the eyes so briefly held the wok, but no reason to make annoying situation necessarily.

Jin Myeong instead of answering put the straw of the banana milk held in his hand into his mouth.

Then lightly nodded his chin once toward the instructor and moved his steps as is.

“Eh, wait! Even the name···!”

The instructor called urgently flustered, but Jin Myeong stepped out of the cooking class door without looking back.

And only his footsteps going down the stairs slowly distanced.

“...”

“Ah···.”

Hollow sigh.

Deep regret remained that couldn’t find out even one where working, what the name was.

“Who on earth···.”

Just when she was looking at the place Jin Myeong went down with blank eyes, behind the back the students’ admiration continuously didn’t stop.

“Wow, the aftertaste really neat. Sticks to the mouth.”

“How is the meat this soft even if cooled?”

“Wow, want to eat again.”

“Right.”

Among the students chatting like that one suddenly raised his head and looked around.

“Wait··· where did that young bachelor who made the cooking go?”

“Eh? Right. Clearly standing there until just now.”

“Huh? Really none? Teacher, that bachelor already went?”

“Ah, yes··· just went.”

“Aigo, when did he go out? Spirit left eating and didn’t even know going out. Couldn’t even properly greet saying ate well!”

“Right. I first time eating such stir-fry while living. Teacher! Does that person come again to next week’s class?”

“No, that··· not a student. I also met outside by chance and brought in···.”

“Yes?! Not a member?”

“Earlier the teacher said, seemed interested in cooking so brought in. Don’t remember?”

“Ah, right! Then isn’t it a chef of some famous restaurant?”

“Teacher, received contact at least? I want to properly learn cooking from that person once!”

“That I also well...”

At the instructor’s words everyone’s expressions darkened.

“Regrettable...”

“Right...”

Sighs and lingering filled the interior.

“...”

The instructor looked down at the cooking station Jin Myeong cooked and the traces of the perfectly sliced materials with blank eyes.

In the mind the face of that young and indifferent youth who made amazing cooking remained as an intense afterimage and didn’t erase.

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