061. Dinner (3)

My favorite dishes, pineapple kimchi stew and soft tofu kimchi, were ignored by everyone.

Even Lee Yoo-ri, who tried to eat at least a bite, hesitated at the visual, and eventually let go of the spoon.

‘It’s really good to eat, but I haven’t even tried it!’

I was filled with resentment, but everyone had already rejected my cooking.

At that time, Kang Do-hee, the only member of her party, took a spoon and scooped up pineapple kimchi stew and put it in her mouth.

Huruk─

Tak.

She put the spoon down with a sound.

“Yellow. You crossed the line.”

Kang Do-hee said in a cold voice.

“What…… ?”

“Your cooking is an insult to ingredients. Jin Yoo-ha.”

“…… Violation?”

I hardened my face at her words.

“Yes, it doesn’t matter if you eat it that way, but you should consider normal taste when recommending it to others.”

Awesome.

A sharp sound came out of his teeth.

“What you did was play around with normal ingredients. Nothing more, nothing less.”

I feel like my cooking career, which I’ve been studying in my own room for 10 years, is completely denied in an instant.

Since then, there is a history of self-proclaimed Baek Jong-won in the corner of the room. At least I’ve prided myself on being knowledgeable when it comes to cooking.

“Really? Then how good are you?”

I said to her that her pride was hurt.

Then Kang Do-hee snorted and got up from her seat.

“Yes, let me teach you what cooking is.”

Kang Do-hee headed to her kitchen, and I followed her in to see how well she was doing.

I wonder if the other party members were also curious about the same thing.

‘Ha, I’ve never seen you cook in game. What?’

Kang Do-hee is a fighting type character who uses her body in the first place.

It is not suitable for delicate work such as cooking.

Obviously, he’s bluffing like that, but he’d be lucky if he didn’t boil Han River ramen or burn fried eggs.

Tick tick tick tick─

Kang Do-hee turned on the gas fire with her skillful skill.

She then tilted her head to see if she didn’t like something and said to Shin Se-hee.

“Flower garden. Just make a little more fire here.”

“…… Great.”

Shin Se-hee also recalled the pineapple stew from a moment ago and obediently increased the size of the fire at Kang Do-hee’s words.

Fire—

Kang Do-hee estimated the size of the fire, then lightly oiled the wok and started turning it.

Bingle─

I watched Kang Do-hee do what she did with her arms crossed.

A cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he looked unexpectedly skilled.

‘…… Yo, you seem to know how to cook a little! Oh, I haven’t even started yet. Now, if you go into real cooking, you’ll be damned!’

She opened her mouth as she heated the wok.

“Just because food is unique and creative doesn’t make it a good dish. It mixes in the stomach anyway, so I thought I could put it together. Did you have such a complacent thought?”

“…… I, on my own—!”

“Yes, there could be a recipe like that. However, the fact that it has not been popularized also means that it does not suit the taste of ordinary people.”

She must have thought that the oil was hot, so she skillfully grabbed her knife and cut the leftover pork into bite-sized pieces from the kimchi stew.

Then, drop it straight into the wok.

Profit-

As the meat was fried in the heated oil, a delicious sound was heard along with the savory smell.

When the meat was half cooked, she added minced garlic and a little sugar.

The color of the meat quickly darkened.

“If you want to try something new like that, you have to at least get a chef license before you do it.”

Kang Do-hee sprinkled soy sauce over the wok. Then the oil splashed and the fire went into the wok.

Her splashing oil rained down like raindrops and she gave a light snap to her hand gripping her wok.

Cheak-

Cheak-

Cheak-

The meat and garlic soar into the air and return to the wok in a smooth arc.

And the flames lightly burned the surface, and Maillard rose and made the color more delicious.

“…… Wow.”

“…… And.”

“Crazy.”

A sound of exclamation from behind.

I chewed my lips hard.

‘…… Ha, it’s full of superficiality!’

Anything like that is just finesse.

It’s not like I can’t do that either. Is not to do

In home-cooking, there is a realm of home-cooking.

Kang Do-hee put green onion, red pepper powder, and Cheongyang pepper, stir-fry them quickly, and at the same time slightly add water so that the seasoning is well absorbed.

And finally, put a spoonful of sesame oil on a plate and sprinkle sesame salt on top to finish.

Kang Do-hee held out the stir-fried pork to me.

“This is cooking. Yellowy.”

* * *

Kang Do-hee has been quickly serving several dishes with ingredients she already has.

Soft tofu stew using soft tofu and eggs.

Glazed steamed egg pudding made with eggs like pudding.

And the pineapple was served simply by roasting it over a direct fire to increase its sweetness.

“Wow, this really tastes better than the ones on sale—!?”

Lee Yu-ri teased her chopsticks with her eyes twinkling.

“mmm, woah, sure… …. It’s worth the money to buy and eat…….”

“You junior Dohee has a talent for cooking too—!? Are you doing very well? You look like a professional chef!”

In this way, everyone forgot the awkwardness and enjoyed the dinner.

On the other hand, I, the host of this dinner, looked at the dishes in front of me with a serious expression on my face.

Yes, I admit it.

To be honest, it seems plausible on the surface.

In Sundubu Jjigae, red pepper oil and half-boiled egg yolk are in harmony, spouting pure white seaweed.

The soft steamed egg has elasticity like pudding, and the finely chopped green onion on top adds to the aesthetic sense.

And the best part is stir-fried pork.

I was proudly claiming that this is not an ordinary food from the sense of smell as it was so strongly scented.

‘But, in the end, it’s just the surface. Ordinary, mediocre dishes don’t satisfy me.’

Anyway, aren’t these taste buds skillfully trained after living on their own for 10 years?

I glared at the food as if possessed by a strict judge on a cooking program.

And then he lifted his chopsticks and picked up the pork stir-fry.

I took it by mouth.

Suitable.

“…… Ah.”

The admiration that came out of me unconsciously.

I shut my mouth a beat late, but when I close my mouth, I can feel the taste more vividly.

Yes, taste.

Taste is the stimulation of the tongue that is eventually transmitted to the brain.

A savory flavor that stimulates the nose and juicy juice that bursts from the teeth.

Obviously, even though there wasn’t much seasoning, the umami taste exploded on the tongue.

And the brain speaks.

Give me more.

.

This food is a hundred if a hundred.

It’s such a taste that no one will like or dislike it.

“Yellow, how are you?”

Kang Do-hee raised his head with her arms crossed and looked down at me.

Evidently looking down at me.

I bit my lip at the rising sense of defeat.

My cooking experience accumulated over the past 10 years has made it impossible to say that this is not delicious even with lies.

“…… This time, I lost.”

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I spoke in a very restrained, mosquito-like voice.

Kang Do-hee nodded her head as if he knew that.

“Looks like you’ve realized something. If you want to cook in the future, first study popular recipes. Start by copying it.”

“…… Kut.”

Can I put up with my cooking skills being slandered like this?

Later.

Someday.

There will be another chance.

At that time, I will definitely avenge the current insult.

I sharpened my knife like that in my heart.

“Junior. Are you okay. A person can’t be good at everything. It’s full of things I can’t do.”

At that time, Lim Ga-eul patted his shoulder and spoke softly.

I looked to the side with dead eyes.

“Originally, they say failure is the mother of success, right? If you continue…….”

“…… I haven’t even tried it before…….”

“Yeah, hoo, juniors! Joe, it’s just that there are a lot of mothers! Yes! Because it’s more than enough!”

Im Ga-eul hit the pad-lip while avoiding his eyes as if he was embarrassed.

*

First of all, the cooking incident at the dinner party ended with Kang Do-hee’s true education.

Anyway, as originally intended, the awkwardness among the party members disappeared, and the situation became a not bad atmosphere where everyone ate and drank together.

‘Yes, it seems that they made me a sacrifice, but it was to see this. Let’s say good…….’

I tried hard to calm my drooping heart. And looking at them, he opened his mouth.

“For now, these five will be the initial members of our party.”

Then the party members turned their heads towards me. After hearing that, Shin Se-hee asked a question.

“Hmm? Our party doesn’t have a healer yet? And since I’m not in the combat profession, shouldn’t I also get a special one?”

“Well, I plan to get the healer slowly later. And more on the special later. Until then, I’m sorry, but I want you to use the potion. Because everyone has a subspace.”

“Then why don’t we find temporary party members separately?”

Yuri Lee asked me a question.

Wouldn’t it be like you saved me as a temporary party member in Carmella’s Forest?

At Yuri Lee’s words, I thought about it for a bit.

‘I’m a temporary party member… …. Like a game, you can pull it out once and use it then and then leave it alone…….’

Of course, it’s not bad. Because most of Velvet’s users play the game that way.

And the conclusion I came to after contemplation was so firmly established in me that even I was surprised.

I shook my head resolutely.

“Yeah, I won’t get one separately. I’m not going to recruit you into a party unless you’re going to be with me from start to finish.”

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