There were four cooking booths in the studio. And the chef and idol standing in front of him.

"I will begin tomorrow's cooking king."

The comedian MC announced the beginning of tomorrow's cooking king and soon introduced the cast.

With the introduction, the cast's screen began to appear on a large monitor.

While the cast was on the screen, the writers came inside and began to explain about the cooking booth.

"Please let me know if you need anything."

Jong-seok looked at the tools in the cooking booth and said,

"What's the topic of cooking?”

"I'll let you know later. Let's cheer up, then."

After the introduction of the cast with a smiling writer, the MC introduced the judges this time.

Celebrities were taking their seats with famous chefs whom they had seen several times on TV.

"Okay! Let's get started with the first dish. The theme of the first dish is the best dish I want to give my parents."

Shake it!

The scroll fell from the stage with the horse and unfolded.

"You can use the materials in front of you. The time limit is 30 minutes. Then, please start the best dish you'd like to give your parents."

With the MC's cry, the chefs and idols in the cooking booth quickly began to run toward the ingredients.

"Oppa, let's go fast.

As Sunny said, Jong-seok asked as he walked with her where the ingredients were.

"Did Sunny's parents come to the station today?"

"He didn't say he was coming.”

Along with the horse, Sunny put the beef on a tray. I don't know what it is, but it just contained ingredients that looked good.

"Do you know how to look at these ingredients, Miss Sunny?”

"Yes, I've already put four types of meat on the tray."

"You're greedy."

Watching the judges, celebrities, laughing and talking, Sunny spoke cutely and began to put the ingredients back in.

Jong-seok, who was watching the scene, said to Sunny after a while.

"Do you know what your parents like?"

"My parents?”

"Yes. Maybe that topic was aimed at idol parents.”

At Jong-seok's words, Sunny glanced at the scroll and said,

"My dad and mom like seafood."

"Seafood..."

Jong-seok, who was briefly at Sunny's words, nodded and looked at the meat she had put in.

Then, except for pigs and ducks, I only packed beef and chicken. Then I brought all kinds of vegetables and seafood and came back to the cooking booth.

"The other team has more ingredients. Is this enough?”

"The time limit is half an hour, and it's better to focus on the topic if you want to make a dish during the set time."

Then Jong-seok received water from the pot and put it on fire, and left the ingredients to Sunny.

"Because I'm going to trim the seafood. You slice green onions and onions."

"Okay."

Sunny began to trim the ingredients on Jong-seok's horse.

"I'm going to work on the Sunny sheep material in Sharpran."

"You're good at cutting.”

"You must have practiced a lot with the knife."

"But Team A seems to be cooking soup. I'm making broth."

"But they make broth with chicken and beef at the same time. And I put so much meat in the pot that I couldn't see."

"It looks like you put in a lot of meat because you have to make broth for a short time."

"Ho! Thinking until the time limit and making broth. Then why do you water a lot?”

"Maybe they're going to throw away the first stock and cut it again. It'll probably be cloudy with blood in the first."

"Jongseok seems to have more experience cooking than I thought."

Listening to the panel's story, Jong-seok started picking shrimp heads and baking them in a frying pan.

An ungreased, quick-baked stalactite put it in a pot of clean water.

"They cook the shrimp's head and put it in the water. Why did that happen?"

A cook judge smiled and said to a panel question.

"That way, the shrimp will taste better. Besides, the broth is better because it's cooked once.”

"So that's a good idea?"

"Yes."

"Oh! They're starting to bake Team C steaks."

"You put olive oil on your steak and bake it. That way, it won't drain the juices and it can be baked moist."

Jong-seok nodded at the sound of panels talking about the cooking of other teams.

The rest of the teams seem to be going well. And I'm the only one who can cook soup?’

Jong-seok focused on cooking when he saw other teams cooking.

"Now! The finished dishes are starting to come out. The first thing I finished was Team C's Sweet Salbeal Steak, Team B's Mapamapadubu, and Team D's Korean Baekban. Team D has the most branches."

"Like the word Baekban, we set a table open. I put a lot of soup, stew, bulgogi, and seasoned cockles in a short time."

"But Team A must not be finished yet."

"Ah! I guess it's finished as soon as I spoke. The title is... ...a hot dish. Yes."

"It's like a scorpion... As the title says, it feels like a warm atmosphere here, too."

Listening to the panel's voice, Jongseok brought the whole jeongol to the place where the complete food was placed.

The MC smiled and said,

"Are you eating the whole thing? Don't you do decorations or anything?"

Jong-seok opened his mouth at the MC's words.

"Jeongol is a delicious food as it gets warmer. So I want my parents to eat it in the best condition.”

"Oh! You had a deep heart. But the decoration will be included in the score, is that okay?”

"If my parents are going to eat, I'd like to give them something delicious and warm rather than pretty.”

"Hahaha! Okay. Now! Then the chefs, please step back. I'd like to invite people to judge the food."

With the horse, large screens spread from side to side, and middle-aged male women came inside.

"Oh? It's Mom and Dad."

Jong-seok nodded at Sunny's surprised muttering voice.

As expected, parents of idols judge.’

It was a job with some expectations. And the other chefs were nodding their heads as if they had expected it.

However, the idols were all looking at their parents with faces that touched them without knowing whether they were acting or real.

And some of them were tearful. That's Sunny.

"Are you really crying?" Or is it acting?'

When Jong-seok, a little embarrassed by Sunny's crying just now, saw her, the MC spoke.

"The foods in front of us are made by the idols here for their parents. But parents don't know who made what food. Parents can eat it and put a name tag on what they think is the best food or what their child wants to make."

At the MC's words, the parents looked at the food with nervous faces. And then Jong-seok raised his hand.

Flash!

When Jong-seok raised his hand, the MC looked at him, wondering, and looked at the writers on one side.

'What's this?'

They are asking if Jong-seok's unexpected behavior was promised in advance by the MC. As the writers hurriedly shook their heads and tried to approach Jong-seok, Jong-seok said.

"I'm against this screening process."

The MC looked at Jong-seok when the writers were surprised at each other.

It's asking if you have to boil it and go back or what you have to do. And then an order came from the earphones the writers were wearing in their ears.

Keep spinning.

At Kang Sung-soo's instructions, the writers raised their hands and drew a circle.

It was a sign to keep going.

The MC turned his head toward Jong-seok.

"What? What does that mean? What do you mean you're against the screening process?”

"The theme of this dish is the best dish for your parents."

"That's why my parents are judging me. Is that wrong?”

"It's wrong."

"Why?"

"They're all parents of the idols here. I'm sure you know how hard they've been practicing cooking for the show."

"Hmm... you're saying parents are more likely to find their child's dish?”

"That's not it. On the contrary, I'm afraid I won't be able to find my child's dish

"Why?"

"The best dish will be delicious, but I think it's something to eat comfortably. Sliced rice in an uncomfortable place can only make you sick."

Jong-seok, who stopped talking for a while, looked at his parents and said,

"What if he can't find his child's cooking? My child, what if I fail the first round because I found the wrong food? I think it's not the best food if parents eat while worrying about it. So I hope it's the best dish that my parents can eat comfortably according to the topic of cooking."

Some parents nodded at Jong-seok's remarks. Even so, he was worried that he might take the wrong picture and fall off his child.

His children, who were practicing cooking, said, "You have to do well in this competition to be on the screen."

Kang Sung-soo nodded while watching close-up images of parents and idols reflected on the screen in the control room.

"Let your parents just eat the food and pick three representatives from the panel to choose the food."

Three of the panels?

"Yes, tell him to stand in front of the place where he thinks he's most delicious. The team that hasn't been chosen is out."

All right.

Kang Sung-soo, who gave instructions to the writer, looked at the stone reflected on the screen.

'He's not the live type.’

Kang Sung-soo's muttering inwardly saw his parents eating.

"Tell them to go and serve food next to their parents. Let me explain the food."

Standing next to a middle-aged couple with Sunny, Jong-seok began to explain about cooking.

"I made jeongol, mainly seafood, because you like seafood. Instead, I gave him beef and chicken."

"Oh my! This is really delicious."

"I know."

When Sunny's parents, who knew that the screening method had changed, ate the food a little exaggerated as if they were trying to appeal the food, Jong-seok laughed.

"Delicious?"

"Yes. It's really delicious."

"Then don't be nervous and eat comfortably. As much as you think it's delicious, so will the others."

"Is that so?"

Watching his parents eat deliciously, Jong-seok took out the hot pot and gave it to the people next to him.

"Try this.”

"No, I'm fine..."

Jong-seok laughed at the parents who refused to accept the responsibility of having to eat food made by their children.

"Because the panels are judging the food. Help yourself. And it's dry when you eat meat."

"It's all right..."

While talking, I saw the lady receiving the jeongol bowl, and Jongseok also took food from other bowls and gave it to others.

And Jong-seok also took out other foods and handed them over to Sunny's parents.

"Oh, unfortunately, Team C's sweet and sour steak is out."

With the elimination of Team C, idols and chefs began to meet and practice cooking on the screen.

In the meantime, the writers rushed into the cooking booth and began to organize.

"Jongseok."

Jong-seok, who was cleaning up the booth, looked at Kang Sung-soo as he approached.

"If you suddenly come out like that, you'll be surprised."

"I'm sorry."

"No, because you've earned me a good picture. Forget it. If you don't like the next topic or screening method, let's follow it. One act of surprise is enough."

"Okay."

"Yes. Then fighting!"

Kang Sung-soo, who shook his hand with a smile, approached the other team and began to talk.

"I will present the second topic of cooking. It's a dish that comforted me when I was having a hard time. The second time limit is also 30 minutes. Here! Start it!"

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