God of cooking

Chapter 124: The envelope that embraces the street stall (3)

This story does not belong to me. this is translated by KobatoChanDaiSuki.   

It was obvious but there was no way the man hit him. But of course, even if that was the case it wasn't that he had apologized. He mumbled something by himself and disappeared on the crowd. Jo Minjoon sighed. Normally, he wouldn't butt in like this, but he couldn't forgive people that blamed a fine dish at all. It was something that shouldn't be done. Because he was a chef.

"......I do understand you but it was too reckless."

Emily talked like that. Jo Minjoon said with a relieved voice.

"I know. I really thought I would get hit."
"If that man was even a bit more stupid you would have. What if you hurt your hand like that?"
"I will reflect on it."

And like that, a conversation was held between the two. The owner of the store which the man picked a fight with approached them and gave them two chicken kochis. He smiled with a wrinkled face.

"Thank you. This present."

Jo Minjoon received the kochi. And the other one went to Emily's hand. Maybe it was because of the short english of the store owner, but he didn't say anymore and returned. Jo Minjoon smirked and said.

"Even so, we earned some kochis. Discussing for five minutes and earning 2 kochis seems quite the business."

Emily smiled as if she was out of words and took a bite on the kochi. And soon, frowned.

"It's fine. He made that scandal with this?"
"How is it? Do you still think that I butted in for nothing?"
"......half and half."

It was when she talked like that and almost ate all the kochi. The PD approached and gave them two notes. It seems like they had also calculated the two kochis they ate. Emily asked in a calm voice.

"What were the hints until now?"
"Sea. Building. Somewhere we know. These three. And we have one more now. On my note there is a 'expensive' written. How about you, Emily?"
"Mine says peak...... Ah!"

Emily exclaimed. Jo Minjoon didn't, but it seemed like he also knew where the hint was directing to. He opened his mouth and yelled.

"Penthouse!"
"I was thinking the same thing!"

The only place that was expensive, a building situated on the sea and on the peak. There was only the penthouse Martin had talked about. Emily grabbed her head and said.

"Ugh. Even since it said that it was somewhere we knew I should have realized. How many places do I know in Thailand?"
"How should we go? It should be by taxi, right?"
"I would like to go with a rickshaw, but we are too short on time to chase romanticism. Anderson's team wouldn't have found it, right?"
"We don't know. Let's go quickly."

Jo Minjoon urged Emily with a hurried face. They didn't know what was this for him to be acting like this, but regardless of the penthouse, he felt a sense of competition. Looking at him that vaguely seemed like a kid, Emily thought.

'He is indeed young.'

To be able to put passion in even small things like that. If Jo Minjoon heard it, it was something he wouldn't like, but she thought that he was cute.

As they drove with the taxi for quite a distance, they could see the residential complex apartment. They got fed up of that height and width, and as they got in the hall Emily opened her mouth.

"As I know this penthouse hasn't been sold for almost 6 years. Because it's too expensive."
"Then who has it right now?"
"The royal family."
"Wow, It seems like they are really rich."
"It's true that they have a lot of money, but in the first place it isn't that they bought it. As it didn't sell, let's offer this building to the royal family and raise it more luxuriously. They calculated like that. Think about it. If the people upstairs, no, if the king of this country was living in the same apartment as you. No, even if he wasn't living but you were still in their house, wouldn't you feel proud?"