God of cooking

Chapter 138: What a kitchen is (3)

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

Those were childish words. But maybe it was because the intention behind her words were too pretty and nice that he didn't dislike those childish words that much. However, it was also true that Alan's words were nice. Jo Minjoon said in a calm voice.
Maybe the intention behind her words were too nice that he didn't dislike the childish words that much.

"I didn't lie. And I won't give up on cooking. Alan, I promise you that I won't stop until the day I own the best restaurant, so don't worry."
"......Now that you speak like that, I do get a bit more relaxed."
"But what were you talking about back then? That you fled from the kitchen."
"When do you think it's from?"

Alan smiled softly and asked back. Jo Minjoon fell in his thoughts for a moment and then opened his mouth.

"Isn't it certainly from when you learned below Rachel for the first time?"
"No. It's the opposite. I had hope back then that when I became a demi chef, a sous chef, a head chef, the story would become different. This suffering would end, and I will be able to handle the kitchen with joy as if it was mine."
".....That wasn't the case?"

Jo Minjoon asked back with a face he couldn't understand well. Alan smiled brightly and turned to look at Rachel. Rachel was looking at Alan with an expression you couldn't know the meaning of. While facing that face, Alan slowly thought up of the memories in his heart.

"Hope is a step you should make in front of you. Just like I said when I was a demi chef, a sous chef.......looking over that made my heart feel calmer. The reason I have it hard right now is because I'm just a person from below. Something would change when I become a head chef. And....."

Alan clicked his tongue and shrugged his shoulders. And after that, he let out a clear sigh and said with a composed voice.

"When I became a head chef, I realized that it isn't the most comfortable place, but the place you hold the most responsibilities in your shoulders. You would have seen it many times on the internet. The look of a head chef yelling towards the kitchen like a crazy person. What do you think about this?"
"........Isn't their temperament just bad?"

Kaya said with a confused voice. If perhaps there was someone yelling at her like that, she wasn't that confident on being able to fight back. Anderson butted in.

"There are many cases where their temperaments are bad, but the temperament isn't the only thing that helps on making that harsh atmosphere."
"Right. You would have to work while getting a hold of yourself. But there's no need to yell like that. Well, it's not that I feel bad about that. Honestly speaking, I'm determined to start biting like a hyena when I become a head chef, because of my temperament."
".....You are already determined to do that?"
"It was quite an easy resolution. That's why I got ready first. What, can't I?"

At Kaya's natural answer, Anderson couldn't speak anything else and put on a dumbfounded expression. Kaya's brows twitched like a wave and then glanced at Jo Minjoon. But Jo Minjoon's eyes were directed at Alan. He opened his mouth.

"I think I kind of know what you mean. That because of the burden of being a head chef and having to lead the kitchen, you just spend a day which you yell like that, right? And that there's no way you will feel relaxed."
"It's similar. But that's not the only thing. Being a chef means that you will also mind about the reputation and sales of the restaurant. You have to develop new menus, show a flavor that's testing but not too excessive, and at the same time, dishes that won't disappoint the hopes of the regular customers."

Alan let out a sigh and shook his head.

"Honestly speaking, I still have it difficult. People I know tell me what's there to worry when I already have a two star but......I still can't get accustomed to this burden. Each and every day is war. Is the kitchen fine? Did they bring the ingredients like usual? Are there no complains by the customers? And if there are, was there a problem on my dish, or was that customer too picky? You start to get a lot of thoughts........and the more it becomes the more your head hurts."
"I can't say that I know it all but.....I think I do understand what you meant."