God of cooking

Chapter 58: Travelling, cooking and business (4)

This does not belong to me. It is translated by KobatoChanDaiSuki.  

He thought that feeling overwhelmed was something like this. Looking at the many colorful clothes, and the people from various cultures he felt happy and scared at the same time. The youngest PD approached and opened his mouth.

"Are you going to open now?"
"Yes."

The PD nodded and returned with the staff. Martin wasn't there. Just like the participants split in three, the staff also had to split in three. And Martin was in charge of Chloe's team.

As he opened the side door of the truck, the team members that were preparing to take orders looked outside dumbfoundedly. Jo Minjoon understood them. Although Grand Chef had an influence in it, he had never thought that this amount of customers would come.

Jo Minjoon got inside the truck and opened his mouth.

"How should we do this? Two does the calculations and the remaining three keeps making some more? Making the rice lasts 30 minutes, hmm....... What ingredients are left?"
"We are out of beef. And there are only a few of avocado's."
"......Then we are excluding hamburger and tuna avocado. We will have to use the rice we were going to use tonight. What about the other things?"
"There's some roasted tandoori chicken left, would this be okay? "
"Norimaki is eaten cold, but even so if time passes more than it should, I think that it would start to feel bad. But let's keep looking. There's not even stored ingredients?"
"Yeah. We used it all."
"I will first wash the rice. You keep taking on the orders."

It wasn't the time to be losing time. The four were standing in front of the displaying stand and wrapping the order and serving it. The one who was taking the orders and the money was Joanne. Honestly speaking, the remaining three didn't have a temperament to take the orders of the customers easily. Anderson was mean, Ivanna was absentminded, and Peter.....was just him.

Excluding Joanne, Jo Minjoon could also serve the customers, but the one who washed rice the best was Jo Minjoon. And the process that took the longest on making norimaki, was cooking the rice. He had to prepare it beforehand.

He hesitated on the amount, but for now he decided to make for a hundred people. He had to fill two of the three rice cookers. Maybe, more customers would come, but in the case that they stopped coming, he had to compensate the losses.

He could use the remaining rice that night, but honestly he didn't really like that. Because rice cooked on the moment, and rice after 5 hours had a clear difference between them. Even if he stored it well, the flavor could only fall. The customers that came looking Grand Chef should be around half of them. He didn't want to disappoint them. Of course, with the minimal condition of the rice, it wouldn't vary too much for them, but it was the heart of a chef to want to give them a dish that was at least a little bit better.

"Minjoon, if you are done take the counter."
"I am done, but why the counter?"
"I want to prepare some pork barbecue. And."

Joanne whispered in his ear as if she was telling him a very important secret.

"People want you. You are a popular star."
"......If you thought of making me embarrassed you succeeded doing so."

To be a popular star. He didn't know why that word made him get goosebumps. Jo Minjoon frowned, and soon put an a faint smile and approached the counter. As he stood in front of the counter, the first customer he saw was an asian girl. She had her mouth so wide it seemed about to rip, and was putting a flustered smile.

"Hello! I'm your fan!"
"Thank you. You are Korean."
"Yes! I just heard that you were doing food truck business around here, so I immediately came with my car."