The Cook of a Perished World - Chapter 305
Episode 305: Ranking Summary (1)
“I’m a chef too.”
The reason I didn’t reveal that my occupation was a chef.
The current situation in Gyeonggi-do played a role.
‘A situation in which human forces were unified a long time ago.’
It is difficult to claim that he was already active among survivors in Gyeonggi-do.
Since most humans belong to one faction, it was inevitable that the lie would be discovered quickly.
‘In the end, I had to go with the ‘setting’ that I had to work alone due to circumstances.’
and.
My current ‘setting’ is that I survived that demonic world for a long time.
The profession of a chef, which is established by cooking dishes for other people, does not fit that setting.
“You’re the chef?”
“yes.”
Revealing that would easily destroy that setting.
It was also a dangerous act that could result in
my identity being revealed or even death due to a penalty.
In case someone learns this secret.
If I were to live, I might have to personally kill the person who found out the secret.
There was no plan.
‘For now, only the use of the kitchen is permitted.’
Go into the kitchen.
As long as we are allowed to use the materials and equipment there.
I will be able to cook proper dishes…
through that.
‘Just shut this guy’s mouth and that’s it.’
If you use the power of ‘special sauce’ in a dish that is properly prepared with all your might.
It wasn’t even a task to silence the man who found out my secret.
After that, if you go through the work and bring the leaders of each branch under your control.
Then go and imprison this man.
Either that or just kill him.
“He’s a chef… I haven’t seen anyone else besides me.”
Is it also true in Gyeonggi-do that the profession of chef is rare?
The man also seemed embarrassed.
“Then why are you revealing it now instead of revealing it earlier?”
“You don’t necessarily have to reveal your occupation to others, right? “If you say you’re a chef, there are times when you’re looked down upon…”
“Ah… that’s true.”
Has he also experienced similar disregard?
A man nodding his head.
“Then why did you come here now?”
“I want to cook some food for personal reasons. “I’d like to rent the kitchen here.”
“…Hmm.”
The suspicious eyes still remain.
Nevertheless.
“I don’t trust you at all, but if you really are a chef… come in.”
A man who can’t chase me away.
‘The only basis for this guy to claim the right to the kitchen was that he was a chef.’
If you dig into that part.
I thought there would be no reason to refuse.
The man steps aside from the kitchen door.
I passed him and went inside.
‘Given his personality, it would be difficult to expect proper kitchen equipment.’
Just by looking at it, he looks like a third-rate scoundrel.
I guess I got a job as a chef and used that to claim my rights and gain power in the kitchen.
It didn’t seem like they were managing it properly.
‘It doesn’t matter.’
After somehow making a dish.
Control this guy’s emotions with that dish and then.
All I have to do is remodel the kitchen to suit my taste.
With that in mind, let’s open the door.
What I saw in front of me was….
“First of all, I don’t want you to touch anything for no reason. “Unless you plan to rearrange it.” It was
quite…
an unexpected sight.
‘It’s very neat, isn’t it?’
It made me wonder if this was the kitchen of a post-destruction world.
Clean and well-organized kitchen.
Inside the wall created by that ‘architect’, it was at least a habitable environment.
It seemed like the first time I had seen a place this clean since I arrived in Gyeonggi-do.
“I’ll ask first.”
I can’t believe I was thinking like that.
He leaned over the kitchen table, looked at me, and asked.
“It’s not that you’ve cooked before or anything, but is it true that your job as an awakened person is a chef?”
“Oh yeah.”
“really?”
“If you want, I can prove it to you.”
If you ask me to cook and show you, I like it.
If I feed it, my goal will be achieved.
“It’s proof. Yes, I guess I’ll have to prove it.”
But unfortunately.
What the other person requested was not cooking.
“Then guess how fresh this ingredient is.”
By saying that.
He brought something white.
A man covers most of the object with his hand and only shows the tip.
‘indeed.’
It wasn’t difficult to guess why.
“Even if you are an awakened person with the same job, you basically all start with different skills. However, as far as the characteristics are concerned, I understand that all awakened people of the same class start with the same characteristics.”
This was a fact that became known fairly quickly in our unit, where there were many awakened people.
‘Skills’ are different for everyone from the moment of awakening.
The ‘characteristic’ is that all awakened people with the same job stand at the same starting line.
In the case of chefs, ‘cooking skill’, ‘dagger skill’, ‘fire resistance’
and.
[Food ingredient identification (reinforcement)]
It was food ingredient identification.
[Pork fat]
[Freshness – Best]
“It’s well-stored fat. “The freshness is superb.”
“…It’s true.”
I removed the end and covered it.
It was impossible to guess based on the condition of the material.
Plus, it’s fresh.
It was a question that could only be answered by someone with the characteristics of [food ingredient identification].
“I can’t believe it. “I thought it was a unique job that no one else had except me…”
The man backed away as if embarrassed.
At that sight, the grumpy appearance from before was gone.
“okay. You’re right. “If you’re a chef, you deserve a tour of the kitchen.”
He nodded and said.
He said, extending his hand towards me.
“Hello again. “My name is Howard Jean.”
“My name is Shin Young-jun.”
“A chef… there’s nothing you can do if you’re a chef.”
He scratched his head.
He sighed and said as if he was annoyed.
“Follow me. “I’ll show you around the kitchen.”
* * *
“As you can see, it is a remodeled restaurant in a commercial building where the original restaurant was located. “There are many facilities that are in good condition as we took the time to remodel them ourselves.”
Although he had a rather annoying attitude.
Nevertheless, he seems to feel some kind of kinship with me having the same job as him.
He started introducing me to the kitchen.
“It is difficult to use it often due to the lack of electricity, but it can be said that it has all the facilities for cooking.”
To be honest, I was anxious.
I think that these are facilities that I might end up using in the near future.
I listened to the explanation in silence.
“And…”
After a few minutes of rough guidance.
The last place he guided me to was none other than that.
“This is the food warehouse.”
It was a food warehouse.
and.
When I saw inside, I couldn’t help but be surprised.
“…This?”
Of course.
“Well, compared to the restaurant before it was destroyed, it’s a bit miserable, isn’t it?”
The types of ingredients in it.
Because there was so little.
“Isn’t this amount… too small?”
“That’s right. Still, it’s something that can’t be helped. “Right now, the food available is limited.”
In the corner, you can see several canned goods of various kinds.
But the amount was never large.
‘It’s been a while since the destruction began.’
All of the ordinary food had already been taken away.
It’s been a long time since I entered the mouths of other survivors.
There are very few preserved foods from before the destruction that still remain.
so that.
Most of the food in here is…
“See the fruits over there? This is food sent by the Druid of the Northern Branch. “He has the ability to grow trees, so I will grow fruit with it and send it to you.”
After destruction.
Most of the ingredients were made self-sufficiently by awakened people.
“For a while, the production went down significantly… but this time, something happened to increase the amount. Thanks to you, this warehouse has become a little richer.”
first.
A fruit made by Kang Jae-ho, a druid from the northern branch where I came from.
“It’s oats. I heard that among the abilities of the awakened ‘merchant’ living in the southern branch, there is a skill that allows you to put food in and get food of the corresponding price. The problem is that all the food that comes in return is oats… but I wonder where that comes from.”
oats.
“It’s a fish. There is a large river near where the eastern branch is located, and most of it has frozen over… but the river that passes by where one group has settled down and built a ‘wall’ has not frozen severely thanks to the heat created by the people. “Only the outside is frozen, so you can drill a hole and go ice fishing.”
“At least it’s a normal food ingredient…”
“Yes. But as you can see, the amount is small. “You have to cook every scale, eyeball, and bone to make a profit.”
Very little fish.
“Next is pig scaffolding. “It’s an ingredient that is available in large quantities… but it’s something that comes from the central branch here.”
“Here?”
“hmm. Surprisingly, there are still a few pigs alive. As a result of all the hard work of many awakened people… we created a method of removing the scaffolding without killing the pig and then regenerating the scaffolding with a healing skill to provide an infinite supply.”
“Just cutting down the scaffolding… how are you doing it?”
“Don’t ask me how. Well, it looks like the wizards used some kind of method… but it’s so complicated that I don’t know the details.”
On the contrary.
A huge pile of scaffolding.
If you look at each thing one by one.
It’s not that bad of an ingredient, but…
“This is it?”
“okay. Other than that, we sometimes use ingredients obtained from awakened people who went on outdoor activities.”
“No… it would be much better if there were at least some wild greens.”
“haha. Even the bullshit is novel. Do you think there’s anything like that left out there?”
“….”
This food warehouse…
was so miserable.
There isn’t even one of those common vegetables.
“Do you really mean this is all?”
“okay. Well, seeing as they asked to come all the way here and use the kitchen, I guess they thought there would be a lot of food… I guess they thought things would be different at the central branch? “It’s unfortunate, but in this day and age, everything is the same wherever you go.”
I didn’t mean it that way, though.
It was miserable.
“Not only that there are no proper vegetables, but there is also very little meat.”
“Well, that’s true.”
“Then…”
I asked, just in case.
“I’ve never thought about eating monster meat or anything like that…”
“What?”
On my word.
The expression on the face of the man who was normally guiding me quickly turns sour.
“You bastard… are you kidding me?”
“yes?”
Look at that reaction.
I realized it right away.
‘also.’
The reason Han Yi-seo thought she couldn’t eat monster meat.
Even though this man is a chef.
‘The monster’s meat… I’ve never cooked before!’
and.
According to the experience I have accumulated.
The author has natural ability as a chef.
This means that not even half of that class is being utilized.
I said with a sigh.
“But you still don’t know? Surprisingly, cooking might be okay.”
“…Are you sure you don’t know?”
Although I said this lightly with the intention of teaching others.
Howard’s reaction upon hearing that was different.
“You bastard… what are you doing?”
“…?”
“Because we’re the same chef and all, he took the time he didn’t have and let me look around the kitchen… What? “I don’t know, so I guess I should try feeding the monster meat too?”
He frowned.
A man talking while glaring at me.
“Do you fucking think that’s what a chef would say?”
“….”
A man lets out a harsh sound.
He continued to shout as if his anger was not going away.
“I heard he had the same job, so I thought he must be a proper chef… but he was a child who didn’t even know the basics. “I feel like the hands that shook hands with you are dirty, you bastard!”
“What do you mean?”
I asked that question, unable to understand the sudden anger.
The guy said as if he felt stuffy.
“Are you sure you don’t know about it? “Do you cook with such carefree thoughts?”
“…?”
“Eat the meat of monsters. Words are good. “You think I haven’t thought of that?”
He seemed dumbfounded.
Howard wipes his face.
“It wasn’t just for a day or two that we ran out of food. Because I’m not an asshole either. There have been times when I’ve looked at other meat… the meat of monsters. but. There are many examples of people who ate monster meat and became monsters.”
“therefore. There is no guarantee that eating monster meat will turn you into a monster…”
“There is no guarantee. doesn’t exist! but!”
The chef who left the worst first impression on me.
Howard said, glaring at me.
“Are you telling me to feed such untested and dangerous ingredients to other people?”
“….”
“That kind of thing… is something you should never do as a chef.”
Only then.
Why is that man so angry?
I understood it to some extent.
“Most problems ultimately come from the thought of ‘what if?’ “This is especially true for chefs.”
Cooking is something that goes directly into the human body and affects it.
A chef is a person who makes such items.
“It’s a job that can kill someone if done wrong.”
actually.
A restaurant with poor management of ingredients fed a child a dish made with spoiled ingredients, causing an irreparable problem.
Because such stories were common.
Even I, a cook, am sick.
During the summer season, we were subject to all kinds of inspections to properly check the ingredients and kitchen conditions.
“Even though the taste of the food may be lower. “You can’t compromise on ingredients.”
Although it is something that is done casually.
If done wrong, it can kill someone or make them sick.
so that.
Chefs tended to focus more on managing ingredients than anything else.
and.
It was only after hearing that story that I saw something.
‘The ingredients here.’
I turned my head and looked around the warehouse.
The amount of ingredients is not large.
The variety is pitifully small.
‘The management… everything is top notch.’
Not a single one.
There was nothing below [high] freshness.
Moreover, after all the ingredients have been thoroughly divided.
It is divided here and there and organized very neatly.
‘As someone who used to organize things roughly, I thought he was just a guy who liked organizing…’
I thought there was a high probability that he was a cook with no special needs.
Maybe this man…
“Still. “There would be limitations in cooking with these ingredients alone.”
“…If everyone was really starving to death, I would have tried it by eating the meat myself. But so far, I have been able to obtain even these scarce materials. There was no need to take a risky gamble.”
“It’s impossible to cook properly with ingredients like these.”
“It’s impossible.”
On my word.
He looked at my face.
“Do you think so?”
“…?”
Grinning.
I turned around.
“By the way, I haven’t seen you in the restaurant before. “You probably haven’t tried my cooking yet.”
“Ah… that’s right.”
“Then what should you wait for?”
After a while.
He headed to the kitchen.
I brought several dishes.
[Fruit oatmeal salad made with the care of an intermediate chef]
[Fried lard fish made with the care of an intermediate chef]
[An intermediate chef’s….]
“Have you tried anything?”
Dishes made by somehow combining the lacking ingredients.
and.
The impression I felt when I ate that dish was…
“Is it worth eating?”
“…okay.”
A hostile attitude with a gangly appearance.
Also, according to Jung-gu, the buff effect from that dish was mediocre.
Of course, I thought he was just a chef, no big deal.
But…
it wasn’t.
‘From what I’ve seen so far, it’s a job that only one person per region has.’
He is a man who has obtained such a rare job.
Of course….
“If I’m going to feed my guests dishes that even I would be afraid to eat… I develop as many diverse menus as possible to cook with limited ingredients!”
“….”
“That’s what a chef does. “Saying it’s impossible is just an excuse.”
There’s no way he’s an ordinary cook.
It means there isn’t one.
* * *
“By the way, I was expecting you to be the same chef… but I never thought you would know such basic things.”
Are you a little tired from cooking for me?
He took a few steps back and sat down on a chair in the corner.
“You said you came to the kitchen because there was something you wanted to cook, right?”
“yes.”
“…Hmm.”
He looked at me with strange eyes.
He continued.
“Before that, I also want to ask you a few questions. “Where did you cook?”
“What do you mean where did you do it?”
“Which restaurant did you work at?”
It’s a restaurant.
If you talk about the military here, you could literally die.
“It wasn’t that famous of a place. “You probably wouldn’t know even if I told you.”
“okay? “It’s a little different from me.”
“Is it different?”
“I worked in Kitchen 17. “The restaurant opened by Professor Lloyd Park… you know, right?”
The way he spoke made it seem like he knew of course.
I answered blankly.
“…Ah, I know, I know.”
“I guess so. “He’s the best in terms of his cooking skills and he often appears on TV like a celebrity.”
and.
I thought to myself.
‘Who is that?’
It seems like a name I’ve heard of.
Before I became a cook, I had no interest in cooking.
Even if it was the name of a famous chef, I didn’t know anything about it.
“Yeah… I mean, my career isn’t that big of a deal. Aside from looking scary, you look young. How old are you?”
“I’m 23 years old. “I’ll be 24 after this winter.”
“You’re really young. Do you have any cooking experience?”
“About 2 to 3 years….”
“I’ve been doing it since I was 20. hmm.”
While answering questions.
I wondered to myself.
‘What is the meaning of this question?’
I wish they would let me cook quickly.
I knew he was a better cook than I thought.
Aside from that, I still needed this kitchen for my goals.
But I can’t believe we’re having these meaningless questions and answers.
Just when I was about to get annoyed.
“Yes, that means…”
Sit down in the chair.
The man was asking me a question with his head slightly lowered.
He raised his head.
He said with a grin.
“So I’m a senior?”
“….”
Stupidly.
After I heard that.
I was able to notice it.
‘This bastard…?’
That question just now.
That it was to establish rank.