The first memory of the day began there, on the outskirts of Gangwon-do.

A bed that isn't too hard. Foods to eat in moderation. A facility that's just been set up.

The orphanage where the day was left was where everything was average.

There was nothing around, and all I could see when I went outside was abandoned houses, now abandoned rice paddies or fields.

So the day's childhood was bleak.

There is nothing memorable about it. It was just a life.

Memories from childhood, with friends. The memory of being loved by my parents. Such things were a long way off for a day.

There was no goal. I just followed the life routine of the orphanage, waking up at 7 a.m. and falling asleep at 8 p.m.

Then one winter, there was a heavy snowstorm outside. On a day when all the rivers and rice paddies were frozen.

"It hurts…" It hurts…….”

A young day caught a cold.

It was a terrible cold.

There was no voice, the fever was boiling, and it was hard to go to the hospital because of the heavy snow.

It's just that I live without any thoughts or goals and then go like this.

I only thought of that.

But it didn't work out like a day's thought either.

The young body recovered quickly.

The snowballs that had been falling like crazy outside the window suddenly subsided, and the medicine that the director gave me began to take very slowly.

A young day literally died and came to life after suffering for three days and nights.

Early in the morning when I came to my senses like that.

Something was caught in the nose of the day when I was lying absentmindedly.

Oily and clear smell. My saliva stopped and my stomach growled.

So one day, I walked half-instinctively toward the smell.

The orphanage kitchen, which would normally be off limits. There was someone there.

It will serve as the motto of the day when chicken was being boiled in a large pot and made samgyetang.

"Hey, are you hungry?”

"……I'm hungry.”

"Oh, my God, a child shouldn't be hungry! Come here. I'm cooking something delicious.”

I gave Haru a warm hand.

Samgyetang, which heated up the soul that was only gray and stopped.

It wasn't expensive, it wasn't luxurious, it didn't have big techniques.

Choi Hanseok's cooking.

"That was the most delicious food I've ever had in my life.”

So, you've made up your mind?

Only then did I realize.

Let's see what kind of food we should prepare.

"Thank you, Chef."

All I've said is a word. If you're gonna thank me, do it to you.

"What are you going to do then, boss?"

"I'm going to make samgyetang.”

Of course, it's not just samgyetang.

Samgyetang was the most delicious food that Haru had ever eaten, but there was another delicious food that Haru could make.

"I'm thinking of adding a little range in my own way."

Isn't it just chicken stir-fried soup if it changes?

I could have thought of it that way.

But in the head of the day, the recipe was already falling.

A very nice plate. I saw it in front of me.

"It's going to be delicious.”

Haru nodded in a confident voice.

A light resolution.

One day it was good.

Hey, Haru. I just thought of this. Why? Producer Kim said this before. He wants Chef Haru to win.

"Oh, if I win, the ratings will go up. The one you said?”

That's what I'm saying. Don't you think he did it to Bin? If it were PD Kim, I think he'd still be there."Uh, uh, that's really true.

At first, I wondered what it was, but the more I thought about it, the more I thought it could be.

But what does that have to do with anything.

If you like who wins, that's it.

Supporting the purpose--!

The simmering pressure cooker began to steam slowly.

The cooking is done.

It's time to greet the ghosts.

* * *

And three days flew by quickly.

Three days was a really short time for a day working from dawn to dawn, so I closed my eyes and felt like I was on set.

However, it seems that this was not the case for Sulbin.

'What kind of person...'He's changed like that in a couple of weeks?'

First of all, Bin had lost a lot of weight.

He spent all his time practicing other than the time he left the oral fairy tale, his eyes were blank, and his hands were full of bandages and cuts, and then he gained weight again.

It looked better because I was doing the same thing in the same industry.

How much effort Bin has put in.

Her hurtful hands and haggard eyes were genuine.

In addition

"You're not wearing a mask today. Chef Bean."

Haru, who was thinking about how to say hello, raised his hand as naturally as possible and asked.

Everyone knows that you're the chef when you're already there.

That's what I meant, but Bin didn't seem to care.

"Chef Haru...…. Are you serious?"

"What does that mean?"

I said hello, but the question came back.

As Haru shrugged without panic, Bin sighed and pointed to the bundle that Haru was holding in his right hand.

"You're not kidding me. What's that?"

Kkokko's house--!

Something in the bundle fluttered and cried.

One day, I was carrying a chicken.

The chicken in the bundle was bought at the dawn market, which Yumi and I went to almost every day, not dead or groomed chicken, but really alive.

It's also a Korean chicken that gained weight.

"What do you mean, it's my ingredient."

"No, it's better to bring a live chicken to the set...….”

"You know that, don't you, Chef Bean? All meat, including chicken, is freshest just before death. Of course, there are many ways to make the meat taste better. When it comes to texture and freshness, it's best to make it right.”

Chicken is the only cow, pig, or chicken available.

If Bin's true feelings were haggard and his eyes full of spite, the whole day's sincerity was this chicken.

Of course, there were a lot of people who unintentionally surprised me by bringing this chicken to the set, but anyway.

One day was confident that it would definitely taste different.

"I think Bin also paid a lot of attention to the ingredients."

If the main ingredient of the day was chicken, the main ingredient of the bean was pork.

That's also Korean's favorite pork belly.

The meat Bin prepared was rolled up on plastic wrap and thaw paper, and it was written on the side.

[ibérico]

If you pronounce it in Korean, it's Iberico.

It is a breed of pigs raised in Spain, and its meat and aroma are incomparable to ordinary pigs because they grow up eating acorns as well as grazing.

High-quality Iberico pork was often more expensive than beef because it contained marbling on the cheek of most Korean beef.

And that pork that Bin brought now did.

I can't believe you brought pork that's more expensive than Korean beef.I didn't know what I was going to cook, but I felt like I needed to know my resolution.

"Chef Haru said he saw my video, too."

"I saw everything. You did a great job filming it. At first, I didn't know he was an empty chef because he wore a mask. Since the last time, pork belly kimbap. I couldn't help but notice."

It must have been quite a shock that the mask chef, who criticized Haru harshly, was no other than an empty chef of oral fairy tales.

At least that's what Bean thought.

But the immediate Haru chef looked really serene.

As if he doesn't care a bit about himself. No, just like it's invisible.

Bean hated it even more because of course.

So I gritted my teeth to win.

"I'm going to win. We'll win, and we'll win. That I was right."

"You know this isn't essentially a cooking contest, right? First of all, the cooking show where celebrities come out of Kim's restaurant to taste our food, and the contest where celebrities evaluate food, is after that."

"Cooking shows, cooking contests. I don't know what the difference is."

There was a determination in Bean's voice.

It was the voice of a person who had already made up his mind and made up his mind.

We're going to get going! Get ready, get ready!

Producer Kim and his staff ran busily inside the filming site, announcing that filming would begin soon.

On the way to the waiting room, Bin picked up a polite mask and said, wearing it on his face.

"Next to you, did you say chef Yumi?”

"Oh, yes, I was watching you on YouTube."

Perhaps it was interesting to see the filming site full of staff and cameras, Yumi was looking around the filming site with her eyes wide open.

Bean looked at the chicken snooping its head, squirming with such yumi as always.

"You look like the person next to you."

"What?"

Yumi hesitated for a second.

He almost nodded to see if he meant he looked like Haru, but soon realized that Bin's likened target was a chicken in his hand, not a day, and his face turned red as if it were bursting.

And at the same time it was a word to Haru.

"What, what a man with no commercial morality.…!”

"Don't worry too much. It's not like I've ever had such a provocation."

Although he was previously a junior chef, he changed to a mask chef who used to speak spitefully as he was told as soon as he put on a mask.

A car with a broken brake, pure and simple.

Producer Kim, who looks like the world's highest ratings, casted the show and organized the game.

"I'm coming in, too.

Day after day, he raised his hand and followed Bin in a mask.

The shooting started soon.

Outside the set, Yumi and Choi Han-seok cheered for the day.

As written in the script, two celebrities who were the main characters of Kim's restaurant came in. We talked about broadcasting and how we've been doing, explained about Bin, a mask chef, and one more celebrity came in as a guest, and everyone was surprised to see the live chicken that Haru bought...….

The filming itself was not very special.

Like most of the externalities of such programs in the first place, the broadcast screen would have been replaced by the fabrication of the programs that had been aired so far.

Even the masked Bin was only very calm about where the rush on the YouTube footage went.Producer Kim looked a little disappointed because there were no unexpected situations, but the shooting went smoothly.

It took only about two hours to get the full amount of broadcasts written in the script and updates.

In other words, it was real from now on.

One celebrity who grabbed the microphone asked.

As the concept of this foreign war, celebrities called Haru and Bin was none other than seniors.

"By the way, sir! You said you'd teach us a new dish today. Can you tell me what it is now?"

Then Bin replied as if he had waited.

"I prepared a pork belly dish. The main ingredient of Samgyeopsal Gimbap, the best-selling menu in Kim's restaurant, is also samgyeopsal."

"I love pork belly! What's the dish is it?”

"I'm going to go with a fusion of Western and Korean food. We're going to cook pork belly in an oven that uses both the grilling and boiling method."

"Baking and boiling......at the same time? Is that possible?”

"You'll find out in a little while."

"Wow, I'm looking forward to it!"

Bean, a mask chef who declared that he would show a very unusual way to cook and boil at the same time.

People's expectations rose like crazy because there was also a full description of Iberico pork, the ingredient she brought.

Now the microphone is over to Haru, who is next.

"Well, what kind of food did you prepare, Haru?”

"I prepared samgyetang."

"Just... Samgyetang?"

Was the impact a little weaker than the grilled pork belly that Bin mentioned earlier?

When celebrities spoke a little disappointedly, Haru raised his hand, saying, "That can't be the case."

"Of course, it's not just samgyetang. I'm going to cook samgyetang."

"Samgyetang..." You're going to bake it?”

Another extraordinary recipe.

As the dishes that broke common sense poured out, the slightly droopy tension quickly went up as if it had penetrated the sky.

The anticipation that is coming out.

As expected, my guess was right.

Producer Kim, who was holding a script book, had a full smile on his face.