Chapter 138: What a kitchen is (3) (2/2)

Anderson shut his mouth as if there was no need to even answer Kitchen It was between dinner and lunch, so Alan and the chefs were catching their breaths and resting But of course, that was an exception for the low ranked chefs Three people were still stirring the pot that had soup, sauce, etc in one kitchen table, and the others were looking at these three with interesting eyes

“We will be able to take one countertop each At least for now”

It hen Jo Minjoon mumbled like that Martin and Alan approached thes and their back and said

“Where did the others go?” “They left to explore the street food of Florencia” “And we just practice cooking here?” “Why You don’t like it?” “No It’s not that……”

Even if Florencia’s dishes were delicious, in front of the opportunity of being able to feel the air of Alan’s kitchen with your body, it was nothing at all Martin opened histo put some coram and the limited space of the kitchen” “A competition?” “The person thatyou three ork as the dee of the section of pasta And the other tork as their helper”

Kaya, Anderson, and Jo Minjoon looked at each other awarely There were many times that they competed each other as team leaders and team members, but this time it was a helper For them that were none other than friends and comrades, they could only dislike it more

Kaya said with a voice filled with rate basil, put it on the olive oil, and then fry garlic on that oil Slice so hite wine, you fry it once again and place salt on it Cook the linguine for about 7 minutes and then fry it while it’s still a bit wet”

Jo Minjoon organized the recipe Alan said And after a while, he said with a perplexed face

“Is it…… The end?” “Yes”

Alan said with a confident voice And because of that, Jo Minjoon could get all thescore he was seeing was showing a ‘9’

‘What is it?’

But of course, if his skills worked as a support to raise the flavor to a liher score than the recipe But just like it i level of the sous chef in charge of the pasta section in the kitchen only had a level of 7 It was almost impossible to cook a 9 points dish as a 10 points one Even if it was Jo Minjoon, it wasn’t easy to make a 7 points dish with a 6 points recipe

Then, the ansas in one of the two Alan told the recipe or he didn’t tell the us to find the lacking point in the recipe and fill it up ourselves……’

Jo Minjoon closed his eyes Even if he composed the recipe in his head countless of tiet an answer at all For now, he could only make it

The three stood in front of their countertops and cooked the linguine The knives trih and splendid, Anderson was quick and careful, and Jo Minjoon was calrated basil emanated a nice aroma that heated their bodies and squid and bok choy was placed over that As white as poured, flauine fell on top of that

Jo Minjoon, who took out the noodles before it dried up, placed the linguine on the plate beautifully The bok choy and squid were placed next to the pasta, finely At least externally, it looked exactly the same as the pasta he ate before But Jo Minjoon could see with his eyes that the score of the dish was 9

There was nothing to feel happy because it was a 9-point dish he couldn’t usually see Because the secret for that score wasn’t on his skills but on the noodles Jo Minjoon slowly rolled the pasta in his fork It was delicious The deliciousness of the noodle, the elasticity, and the arorettable Alan, as glancing at Jo Minjoon, opened his mouth

“Do you think you recreated it the sa” “Really?”

Alan looked at Jo Minjoon with a face that was holding his laughter And after seeing that face, he was now co on the recipe Jo Minjoon went to the other two and asked

“Can I eat it?” “If you also let ed dishes Kaya’s and Anderson’s linguine wasn’t that different The ingredients, and the recipe were the sah there was ato change the score

‘On the recipe Alan said, all the ingredients were on what the systeredients were in it, ittiht like that It hen he was thinking like that and he ate the pasta Alan ue It was a sweet flavor he couldn’t feel in his dish

It was then He felt like he knew the identity of that thing

“Maybe……!”

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