Chapter 291: Types of Attention (4)
“Gosh, I’ve never seen Min-joon so upset like this.”
Kaya read his comnt in the Starbook several tis with a strange expression.
Although he wrote the long comnt as politely as possible and with restraint, she felt his ssage to the guy nad Nam-hoon was very poignant.
She saw Min-joon upset several tis in the past. She saw him getting angry with Peter, and he got upset with her. Although she saw it on a TV cuisine program, she saw him growling at a bully riding roughshod over a street vendor in Thailand.
But when she read his comnt, she realized that he was more upset at this mont than any other ti until now.
“Hey, Kaya, how do they react in foreign countries?”
“Well, let ask you this. How would you deal with this kind of comnt in Korea?”
“I don’t know. So might feel satisfied after reading Min-joon’s poignant comnt, but others might chastise him for being so rude to a giant in the gourt circles.”
“What’s wrong with Min-joon being young? Can’t a young man say anything?”
“Oh, let tell you sothing. Here in Korea, they put a lot of emphasis on one’s seniority. And that man has a lot more fans than you think. I feel it’s awkward to compare the number of fans between my brother and that man, but he has a large following in Korea.”
“I don’t like that guy. How can a giant like him have such a big mouth?”
“Well, a man’s social status doesn’t make him great, but it gives him an air of authority,” said Ara, shrugging her shoulders.
Suddenly, there was so noise in the living room. Having heard Min-joon saying sothing inaudibly, Kaya went to the living room to speak to him, but he closed one of his eyes, smiling at her. Was it because he didn’t want to make the other family mbers concerned?
As if she also read his mind, Kaya bit her lips and whispered, “See you later.”
Min-joon smiled awkwardly. His travel to Korea might have been happy and peaceful, but it was not because of the pros and cons about his friend’s restaurant and the exchange of comnts between the gourt giant and him. Even if Kaya blad him, he had nothing to defend.
Even after they got out of the house, Kaya didn’t speak to him for a long ti.
It was when she threw her exhausted body onto the bed that she spoke to him.
“I didn’t know you would be so upset like that.”
“Because I am a human, too.”
“Don’t you have any regrets? Lots of people might bla you without any reason.”
“Well, the mont people co to know our nas and faces, we are open to their criticism, no matter what we do,” he said in a calm voice. Kaya didn’t dare rebuke him.
Honestly, she was in more trouble than him before. She just felt his unusual behavior this ti was new to her.
“Can you solve the problem well?” She asked anxiously.
“Well, I’m not sure if I have to solve this or fight.”
“I don’t know. I know you are always better than in solving the problem. I trust you.”
When she said that, he buried his head on the pillow silently. There was a mont of silence. Then he said quietly, “What would you do if I posted the comnt recklessly without thinking deeply?”
Kaya replied, “You’re going to get a good scolding, of course.”
***
[Famous chef Min-joon Cho’s remarks, who allegedly has a perfect palate, are stirring a ripple. It all started with his simple ntion of Pyongyang cold noodles. When he praised the noodles that gourt as well as forr famous chef Nam-hoon Lee once had criticized harshly, the gourt disparaged Min-joon’s comnts as shallow, but Min-joon again took issue with it... ]
Nam-hoon turned off the TV suddenly. He sighed after annoyingly staring at the black TV screen, where nothing could be reflected except for his face.
‘How can a young chef like him be so arrogant and conceited? Who knows if he has really a perfect palate?’
In fact, his review of Pyongyang cold noodles was not as harsh as they thought. What he pointed out in his initial review was that the noodles didn’t taste as good as before. That was the gist of his comnt, nothing more or nothing less. But those who read his comnt began to spread rumors that he left a very bad review of the noodles, saying it was a garbage dish that nobody should eat.
But he made the mistake of acting emotionally, blinded by anger. He felt more frustrated with the attitude of those who trusted Min-joon more just because he was a world-famous chef than him who had decades of gourt experience.
“Professor Lee, how about apologizing to him?”
“Did you ntion ‘apologize’ just now?”
He stared at his assistant with a cold expression.
The assistant flinched and said, stepping back, “Your opponent is tough. He is a world-famous chef. Regardless of whether he has a perfect palate or not, people just believe in it.”
“So, do you want to kneel down before him? Don’t talk bullshit!”
“That’s not what I an. Do you really need to go out in the rain? Wait a minute. Then it’ll be over soon. They won’t pay attention to this stuff for long.”
“Do you know how the students on the campus look at ? I’m not just a gourt. I’m a gourt with chef experience. I can’t be pushed over by a gourt, let alone a chef.”
The assistant fully understood him, but he knew if Prof. Lee insisted on confronting Min-joon, it’s most likely him who would be in for lots of criticism.
So, the assistant said slowly again, “It might be better if you look beaten by sobody sotis. They don’t point their fingers at the loser. They even think the loser is cooler than the winner.”
“Maybe so. But now I’ve co too far. If I had wanted to, I would have conceded my point when Min-joon ca up with his first response. And...”
Nam-hoon stared at him and said, “My review wasn’t wrong. I didn’t like the Pyongyang cold noodles. The soup was just bland, without any rich taste. I don’t have any intention of being humbled by that phony young chef.”
The assistant sighed. Obviously, Nam-hoon was convinced that he wasn’t wrong.
Biting his lips, he slowly opened his mouth, “Bring a laptop. Let write sothing.”
“What are you going to write about?”
“Let show him what a real gourt is.”
The assistant felt heavy as if a stone was placed on his chest. He once liked Lee’s stubbornness because he would not give in when he believed he was right. But his stubbornness at the mont would only ruin himself.
But the assistant couldn’t say anything anymore because he knew he could not break his stubbornness. He just hoped Lee could beat the monster-like young genius nad Min-joon.
“Here you are.”
“I’ve been involved in this field for decades.”
“I know.”
“I’m not shaken by anybody. Do you think I’ve achieved my success without any effort? I’ve gone through ups and downs. I’m not foolish enough to be fooled around by a young guy boasting of a perfect palate.”
“So, what are you going to do?”
“Well, he and I have to determine who is the real gourt.”
Then he put his hand on the keyboard.
***
“I want to try all the food in Korea.”
As soon as Kaya opened her eyes in the morning, she ntioned food instead of saying hi to Min-joon. He pulled the blanket over his body as if he felt cold and rolled over. She sat on his waist and said, “Wake up. It’s already 7 o’clock.”
“Hey, 7 o’clock is not late at all.”
“Of course, I would say it’s still early if it’s a day off or a workday, but we’re free here today.
We don’t have many days to stay in Korea, so get up quickly. I’m hungry.”
“Aren’t you preparing breakfast for ?”
“Are you serious?”
“Ooops! Sorry, let get up in three minutes. Oh, no, four minutes.”
He mumbled, burying his face on the pillow. He was tired both ntally and physically.
It had been only a few days since he ca to Korea, but he began to feel exhausted.
Kaya felt sorry for him. Letting out a sigh, she pulled his chin gently.
“Don’t you want to eat anything?”
“No.”
“What do you want to feed , Min-joon?”
“Water. I like the water purifier in this house.”
“You wanna get hit, right?” She said coldly.
After all, he got up, bursting into laughter. He looked around, sweeping up his ssy hair.
“What do you want to eat?”
“It’s cold. I want to eat sothing warm.”
“Yeah, let’s go out.”
He raised himself right away. She looked at him with a confused expression.
“You are not washing your face before going out?”
“Nope. We’ll be back quickly after having breakfast.”
“In Arica, you always wash and wash...”
“That’s not my area. This is my area.”
“Just wash your face. When people recognize you, they always take a picture of you with caras.”
“Oh, you’re right...” He sighed
In Arica, especially in Los Angeles, there were so many famous people that people hardly paid attention to him. Of course, custors visiting his restaurant were different, but he didn’t feel uncomfortable because of his fans while walking around the street.
But it was different in Korea. Was it because people were so addicted to the so-called internet culture? There were more people who recognized him than he expected. Besides, lots of people pretended to know him and stopped him to get his autograph or took pictures with him.
Eventually, when he washed and ca outside, Jemma and Kaya’s parents did not accompany him. Of course, they must be tired because it was early in the morning, but it seed they wanted to help the two enjoy dating more.
“Which restaurant are you going to take to this ti?”
“One place cos to my mind.”
“You are not going to take to a restaurant selling sliced raw octopus, right?”
“You said you liked it, did you?”
“Apart from the taste, I really couldn’t see its wiggling on the plate. So, I really don’t want to eat it again.”
She shook her head, revealing her teeth as if she was afraid even to think about it.
“You aren’t forcing to eat sothing like that, right?”
“Well, that was a fine dish, compared with the penis stew you fed .”
“That’s such an old story! I didn’t feed it to you! It’s the judges, not , who fed it to you.”
“That’s enough.”
“Where are you taking now?”
“It’s a rice and soup restaurant. I went there as a kid a few tis. After I moved, I didn’t go.
I don’t know if it’s still there.”
“Don’t you know that road leading to the restaurant?”
“Did you forget that I have a good mory? We’ll be there right away. Don’t worry.”
However, it had been almost an hour since he began to find the restaurant, but he couldn’t.
Eventually, he pulled over and opened his mouth.
“Let turn on the navigation.”
She didn’t feel good even after he finally found the place and stepped into it.
She sniffed several tis and looked around, asking, “What the hell is this sll? Is it stead beef?”
“Ah, it’s beef broth. Lots of ingredients are mixed in a stead ox head. It’s very delicious. I guarantee.”
Having said that, he looked around. Unlike Min-sok’s Pyongyang cold noodle house, there were lots of custors.
Looking at the earthen pot, he uttered an exclamation.
[Ox head rice soup]
Freshness: 97%
Country of origin: (There are several ingredients, so it is hidden)
Quality: High
Cooking score: 8/10
‘Wow, this house has 8 points!’ Min-joon exclaid.
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