“I knew it would happen and prepared it in advance.”

Having finished a bowl in an instant with just the stir-fried pork bean sprouts, I decided to try the next dish with the second bowl of rice that Fuuma-senpai gave me.

This time, we will be eating bean sprouts.

The pickled bean sprouts, which appear to have been seasoned with salt, soy sauce and sesame oil, had a very fragrant smell.

The crunchy texture, salty liver, and the aroma of sesame oil create a pleasant harmony.

After eating a bite of rice, this time, eat miso soup with bean sprouts.

This one is also an ordinary miso soup, but the crunchy taste of the bean sprouts is a different charm from the regular miso soup.

‘This is the taste I assumed so far.’

Tasty but not special, common taste that can be eaten anywhere.

Because the host is such a common ingredient, it may have become poisonous.

‘Is Fuuma-senpai’s last batter the host teppanyaki?’

It is a dish made by frying lightly blanched bean sprouts in a black secret sauce that showed great flavor in the stir-fry of pork bean sprouts earlier.

In fact, it’s a simple dish that I’m sorry to even call it food, but the scent that stimulates the nasal passages tells me that this is a dark horse.

gulp-

“I made a lot, so eat and eat again.”

Saying that, Fuuma-senpai held out the host’s acid coated in black sauce.

With the words “I’ll eat well,” I took a lot of it with chopsticks and put it in my mouth.

“…!”

delicious.

I don’t know if I can say this, but it tastes better than meat.

The three components perfectly matched the unique crispy texture of the host, the sweet and salty seasoning of the secret sauce, and the lightly coated incense.

Unlike meat, which can feel greasy if you continue to eat it, you may feel a burden on your stomach.

As I alone ate about a third of the host’s mountain piled up on the plate in an instant, the vice president and Minami, who were watching from the side, put the host’s mouth in their mouths with nervous expressions.

“!!!”

Both of them looked as if they had seen the host’s new world and began to eat the host as if possessed by something.

scary.

As the son of a regular family, it was truly a terrifying dish.

To catch two rabbits at once: taste and cost performance.

Seeing the three of us as judges, Fuuma-senpai opened his chest in triumph, and the chairman bit his lip to see if he was a little nervous.

But soon, he returned to his usual confident expression and shouted as he held out the black fan he always carried with us, who had just finished tasting the host’s dish.

“From now on, it’s my turn!”

***

Following the full course of Fuuma-senpai’s host, who was stronger than expected, what the chairman brought out was a hot pot for four people.

Of course, there was no way that Fuuma-senpai’s house, living alone, had such a large hot pot bowl, and all of them were purchased on the spot at the mart.

The president’s cooking has already greatly exceeded the budget from the start compared to Mr. Fuuma, who did not exceed 2,000 yen even with a hot pot bowl (2,000 yen) and electric induction (10000 yen).

But the real start is now.

About 5,000 yen worth of bonito flakes, shiitake mushrooms, kelp and anchovy powder, all kinds of vegetables and mushrooms grown using eco-friendly farming methods, high-quality tofu and tofu, about 3,000 yen.

Finally, up to 900g of A++ grade wagyu loin for shabu-shabu (13,000 yen excluding tax).

About 33,000 yen was melted to make a bowl of shabu-shabu in front of me.

It was a lot of money to spend just for one meal, but unfortunately, the president, who was born rich, did not have such awareness.

“You can start with vegetables and mushrooms, blanch tofu, tofu, and beef, and then finish with porridge or udon noodles.”

The president said so and handed us the plates one by one.

Fuuma-senpai swallowed his saliva when he saw the bright red beef, but he did not hold the bowl because of his pride.

It seems that they are planning to eat after the examination is over.

After a while, we started eating shabu-shabu as the president explained.

In general, shabu-shabu and nabe dishes are similar in texture.

It’s the same as putting all kinds of vegetables and ingredients in warm broth, scooping it out, and finishing it with porridge or udon noodles.

However, while the meat in nabe is usually seasoned to some extent, shabu-shabu literally tastes the original ingredients.

I tasted the soup first.

“Big…”

spontaneous sighs.

Although there was no MSG in it, I felt the dizzying umami taste as only good ingredients were used.

Before long, take a bite of oyster mushrooms soaked in warm broth.

“Hah, ha ha.”

The chewy texture, different from meat, stimulated the appetite of the eaters.

Next is vegetables and tofu.

Vegetables and tofu, which had become mushy in the broth, loosened when you touched the chopsticks, so you had to put the bowl to your mouth to eat.

When I sucked it in with the warm broth, I could feel the familiar sweetness of vegetables and the savory taste of tofu made with good soybeans.

Next, it’s Yubu’s turn.

Unlike Japanese tofu, Japanese tofu is quite sweet.

I was frankly surprised when I first ate it, but now I am somewhat used to it.

Take a bite and eat the tofu that goes well with the taste of the soup.

The appeal of tofu is that it is made from the same soybeans, but has a completely different taste and texture from tofu.

“Then, the main character appears slowly….”

As the vice president mumbled that, Minami, who was inhaling shabu-shabu frantically, nodded eagerly.

A ++ grade Wagyu sirloin, which is not often eaten in a typical household.

Wagyu sirloin rolled in a thickness that is neither too thin nor too thick falls into the soup.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds.

Take the time inside and take it out of the broth just before the meat is fully cooked.

“After- After-“

The hot steaming meat is wrapped in completely mushy cabbage and mustard greens and dipping in soy sauce.

And took a big bite.

‘… tasty.’

Is this the taste of capitalism?

I put good vegetables in the broth made with only good ingredients, and ate good meat.

I couldn’t help but feel the flavor of wagyu spreading in my mouth.

Even the same beef would have such a difference in taste.

All the beef I’ve eaten so far seems to be nothing but similar beef.

I blanched Wagyu pork loin in boiling broth without hesitation, and when I was moderately full, I added udon noodles and boiled it to finish.

The shabu-shabu prepared by the chairman was a perfect course dish in a different sense from the host full course prepared by Fuuma-senpai.

Because I could feel the beginning and the end all in one bowl.

That was also the charm of shabu-shabu.

Anyway, having tasted both dishes, now there is only one choice left.

I looked at the Vice President and Minami.

It seemed that both of them had already made up their minds.

We notified the two people who were waiting for the results of the screening with nervous expressions.

“The person we picked as the winner…”

***

“Ugh! I’m upset! It’s like a host is so delicious!”

“Ah, it’s been a long time since I’ve eaten such delicious beef.”

After the final result was decided, it was the evaluation of two people who tasted each other’s food.

Since we had already finished dinner under the pretext of screening, we could only watch the two of them sitting face to face and enjoying their dinner with joy.

“I’ll hone my femininity a little more, and I’ll definitely win next time!”

“Fufu, it’d be better to work hard. Chairman.”

The final winner of the cooking showdown that me, the vice president, and Minami decided was Fuuma-senpai.

In fact, the president’s dish was not without taste, but it was the presence of the host’s teppanyaki that decided the victory.

First of all, it was extremely good value for money.

Compared to Fuuma-senpai’s dish, which can be made with a little secret sauce per bag at best, Chairman’s shabu-shabu cost almost 10 times the cost, even excluding the hot pot and induction.

And the host was so delicious.

To feel that vegetables, which can be bought for 100 yen, taste better than meat, in itself, is the end of the game.

Anyway, thanks to the competition between the two of us, we were able to have an unexpectedly delicious dinner, and it would be a hassle if we had more, so we decided to go back.

Fuuma-senpai made a clumsy temptation by saying, “If you ever change your mind, tell me at any time. Kim Yu-seong.”

So on the way home.

They said they were heading in the same direction, so I asked the chairman a question.

“By the way, how do you know the president and Fuuma-senpai?”

Then the president answered with a face that seemed still unsettled.

“We’ve been in the same class since freshman year. We’re not very close, but we exchanged greetings. I won’t be doing it again tomorrow.”

That seems to be the case.

It was the day that I got to know the new side of the president’s narrow personal relationship.

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