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A person's sense of smell, is the sense that links them to their memories.
And that's why babies can identify their mothers, just by scent.
If that smell disappears, so do the memories that link to it.
In order to preserve a memory, one must not forget the scent associated to it...
Even if that scent... is now mixed with the smell of blood.
[Episode 5]
I'm ready.
I'm sure you know this already, but natural agarwood is very rare.
It only takes a glance to see the quality of high-grade items like these.
But, why does Goong Rak Won need agarwood?
Smelling agarwood before eating helps clear your mind and enhances appetite.
It's great to make tea with, too.
We're going to use them for Goong Rak Won's 100th anniversary event.
Wow, you really know a thing or two, sir!
Burning agarwood and eating noodles, huh? Wow! It's probably like nirvana!
Just thinking about it makes me so jealous.
These go for up to 300 million won per kilogram.
But for you, Chef, I can offer you a special--
Special scam?
Offer him a special scam?
What? What... What did you say?
These are all fakes.
All knockoffs and imitations.
What? What? Knockoffs?
All you did was pour some herbicides onto some artificial agarwood.
If someone wanted to make tea with this, they would be drinking herbicide tea.
Do you get that, you scumbag?
What do you mean, herbicide? What do you mean?
Are you out of your damn mind?
Are you positive?
Real agarwood doesn't smell like anything before it gets burned.
But this wood... it has a slight scent.
What else?
You'll know for sure when you burn it.
Smoke from real agarwood scatters, like cigarette smoke.
But smoke from fake wood that just has agarwood oil on it
travels in straight lines.
How ridiculous! Even a tiny piece of this costs tons of money, you know!
How dare you think about burning any?
If it is the real deal, I'll buy all of this.
Real agarwood smells like bright-red camellias.
But yours, smells just like a big fat scam.
Take back all of the agarwood you sold us before.
And I won't be paying you for what you sold us earlier either.
If you try to take any action against us, I'll pay you back, ten times over. Okay?
Chef! Chef! Chef, wait. I'm sure there must be a huge mistake!
We've been working with your restaurant since you were in Masan!
If you do this to us, we'll die!
So... If you don't want to die, bring us real agarwood. Got it?
Sir!
"The smell of a big fat scam." Wasn't that a lie?
Sir. The noodle dough, it tastes better nowadays, right?
We don't have that kind of free time at Goong Rak Won, you know.
When I first met you, the smell of buckwheat was coming off of you in waves.
But now, I have to really sniff you down to smell any buckwheat on you.
Do you understand what I meant now, when I said, "big fat scam"?
You sure are great at insulting people while smiling.
Let's get the money business out of the way now.
Oh, come on, I'm busy.
Come work for me. It's about time that you got yourself a proper job anyway.
You know that pigs are the ones that sniff out truffles, right?
No matter how hard they work, they never get to taste the truffles they find.
Why would I only work for you? I'd have to be crazy to do that.
You have to keep it a secret, that I use your services.
Who are you, mister? Do you know me?
The fact that you're using me is not the real secret here.
Your real secret is linked to the scent of alcohol coming from your throat.
It looks like a funeral portrait.
Do you think people will want to eat, when this is the first thing they see?
I apologize, Master Ha.
Make his eyes more lively, or turn up the corners of his mouth more.
Understood, sir.
Madame Seol will be here this afternoon.
She'll be reviewing the menu we are preparing for our 100th anniversary.
We'll do our very best, sir.
Her tongue is like a knife. If you screw up, you'll get sliced.
Now we can't have that happen to us, can we?
I guess that you're happy to see your son-in-law's face.
Father... Are you really that happy?
Well, yes, I suppose that you could be.
He even built you a place for you, nicely tucked where the sun won't shine.
He even surrounded the place with bamboo, so that no one could peek in.
But he still couldn't catch the person behind the hit-and-run.
Where else could you find a son-in-law, quite like him?
Isn't that right?
He liked tranquil places
and most of all, he loved hearing the wind rustle between bamboo trees.
I'm sure you didn't know that, though.
Live a long, long time.
I'll be sure to feed you all your meals and change your stained diapers.
And then you can see with your own eyes, just how great I become.
You can't die until then, okay?
If you wanted to die, you should have died back then.
Isn't that right?
You sure do whisper lovingly, to someone who can't even hear you.
And...
Is that why you were talking the way you were so much back there?
You look like you're in a good mood today.
What, is it weird?
To other people, I'm that man's daughter and your wife, right? Or am I wrong?
What a wise answer to a rhetorical question.
You have that interview in two days, right?
Don't just sit there. Smile a bit.
There's a reason that chefs nowadays are going on all kinds of variety shows.
Just like there's a reason, behind how you're acting right now?
If you get lots of press, people will talk about us more.
We can't be a happy couple like others, but we can put on a show at least, right?
How annoying...
Get out!
How dare you come in here?
- Hey, calm down! - You're trying to make me fail, right?
- Hey, hey! - You...
Get out, right now!
Why are you all worked up right now?
Seeing your face just pisses me off so much!
Hey.
Move over, okay? What is this, huh?
[The Delusion that Seol Mi Ja is the Best Judge in Food]
So what?
"So what?" "So what?"
A naengymyun restaurant with decades of experience
and a noodle restaurant that has hundreds of years of history...
all it takes is one lash of her tongue for them to crumble. Don't you know that?
"The Delusion that Seol Mi Ja is the Best Judge in Food"?
What nonsense! Why did you upload an article without my permission?
Why are you causing me trouble again? Why?
Because it's the truth?
Madame. Thank you for gracing us with your presence.
No, it's me, who should be thanking you.
I don't have to make the trek all the way down Masan anymore, after all.
Yes. Please come in.
We incorporated lilies, since you like them so much.
Then you'll be preparing a dragon theme for the president, correct?
All of the past Presidents have come, so we're making necessary preparations.
This is the appetizer.
We created the shape using silken beancurd and frozen persimmons.
This is naengmyun, for which we used eggs instead of water, to make the dough.
It's said that King Sejong greatly enjoyed this meal.
He always had a side of sanjuk with it, too.
This is our royal court-style quail buckwheat noodle dish.
The noodles don't have much of a sticking texture to them.
I feel that... you could have kneaded the buckwheat dough more.
This year's buckwheat was a bit dry, so I kneaded it less.
I am sure, however, that it's easier to swallow though.
Texture, versus ease of swallowing...
It's hard to balance the two, isn't it?
Your naengmyun was too rough because you put too many eggs in it.
As for the appetizer, the scent of lilies in it was too overwhelming.
Here's a word of warning.
Instead of worrying about who will be coming in here to dine
put more effort into kneading your dough better.
After all, you are the Master Noodlemaker of this restaurant.
And that implies, that you are a master of making noodles.
Shall I go on?
No, that's more than enough.
Was I too harsh?
My heart is still recovering from your harsh words.
I'm no worse than you, though.
Thanks to you, I can't even visit someone I've been friends with for forty years.
He's not dead yet, correct?
No, thankfully.
That man, Go Dae Chun, once said this.
"Every dish served at Goong Rak Won must first be tasted by Seol Mi Ja
before being served to customers."
I hold some Goong Rak Won shares too, you know.
And that's why I'm taking such good care of you.
Thanks.
For calling me over like this, I mean.
If the place you had in Masan was a small castle
then, this place is a huge palace, in comparison.
As the gates get bigger, the walls get higher.
And when the walls get higher, you get desires to take walks outside.
And so, you get involved in things like business and politics.
Though I'm sure you wouldn't do that.
Don't worry. I'm not a great enough man to be able to do that.
Your incompetency is exactly what worries me.
Don't get in too deep.
Otherwise, you could end up hurting yourself.
And why not? I'm just dipping my foot in the water.
You'll be so preoccupied with someone else in need
that you won't notice yourself drowning.
And that's exactly the situation you happen to be in right now.
Well, I am the type of person who only hears what she wants to hear.
I'll get going, then.
Did you see the article about you?
It seemed as though they just ripped into you. No regard whatsoever.
I'm not sure what they wrote, but if they're a critic
then you just gave me the greatest compliment that I could ask for.
I apologize, sir. Those were my mistakes.
There's no way to escape the receiving end of Madame Seol's wrath
if that's what she plotted to happen, to begin with.
However, the fact remains that there were issues with the food.
I'll take care of Madame Seol, so you, take care of reformulating the noodles.
From the beginning to the end.
Yes.
He's a complete nobody that rolled out of nowhere...
Ha. Let's go.
Madame.
"The Delusion that Seol Mi Ja is the Best Judge in Food"?
Ms. Seol is...
"Ms. Seol?"
Who is this?
Someone who is trying to soil your reputation, I believe.
They say that you're just a power-blogger, and--
So who is it?
I worked so hard just to try to get an interview with her. And yet...
You knew that, and yet you did this to me?
I used all the money I had to try and get some face time with her
and yet, you screwed me over so royally like this? Thanks a lot.
- Say "ah"! - I don't want to eat.
First, become famous. Then, people will praise you for every little thing you do.
What a load of crap.
Madame Seol is like that! Sometimes, she calls crappy places great.
Then crappy places get flooded with customers.
Why? Because she tricks the masses into believing that it's great!
That's not right, is it?
You sure have a strong sense of journalistic justice.
Let's just say it was an honest mistake. But still, she should have apologized.
Why isn't she cleaning up after herself? Why, damn it?
Hey, I'm not the one who did it! Why are you yelling at me?
What, damn it? Who is it?
Oh, damn it!
Don't you see the damn doorbell?
Hey! Hey! Hey!
This is not my problem. You take care of this!
It seems that your doorbell is broken.
And I'm definitely not blind.
Please come inside.
Stand by.
And to which of you, do I owe my warning to?
You think I'm too incompetent to tell if water-shield is being used in food?
You recently visited a place known for their water-shield noodle soup, right?
That place, didn't use a single gram of water-shield in their soup.
It was an honest mistake on your part.
What a sassy young lady.
I'll take that as a compliment.
Getting pissed off has worked up my appetite.
How about we go for some noodles?
[Fish Noodles]
Have a seat.
They don't have a menu here. You just eat what the owner gives you.
Is the owner even here?
You sure do come here often.
I've been here other times and left because you weren't here.
You know fully well that the owner is king here, though.
That's why I like this place so much.
He didn't even know who I was, at first.
[Fish Noodles]
It'll take about an hour.
Oh, I'd like to make a request.
Put water-shield in only one of the two. Can you do that?
Are you testing me?
You can get up now if you're not confident.
And if I do get it right?
And if you don't?
Oh... let me stop you two right there.
How about wagering to see who picks up the tab?
Okay.
Here. All done.
You didn't put water-shield in either one of these.
You haven't even tried it yet, though.
Just smelling it is more than enough.
Every scent has its own fingerprint, you could say.
That's how perfumers can tell the difference
between the hundreds of different scents intermingled in perfumes.
There's no trace of water-shield in either of these.
Is she right?
Looks like I've been caught.
I didn't put it in either of those.
But... you could have just gotten lucky this time.
So you think I just guessed?
Uh oh... Looks like she's squaring off against a different foe now.
Omija enhances the flavor of water-shield.
Just like this tea. You made it out of omija and water-shield, didn't you?
Looks like I got really lucky today. Should I buy a lottery ticket?
It is true that there's water-shield in the tea.
You're quite impressive.
You figured out that there's water-shield in there
through scent alone, though he hid it quite well.
You can't truly hide any smell in this world.
It's just that the average person can't detect it.
Even water has a scent, you know.
Just because we don't know what it is, that doesn't make it not exist.
You're... paying for this, right?
How did you think of using sea bream to make noodles?
It's not that incredible, you know.
I learned about it while I traveled to Shanxi.
I just tried to liven up some hidden flavors. That's all.
Duly noted.
Do you know the saying, "Sun Joo Hoo Myun"?
Yes, it means drink alcohol before you eat noodles, right?
That's why I drink alcohol deliberately sometimes, before I eat naengmyun.
It tastes a lot cleaner that way, and I like that.
Well, it's a bit too late for us to do that...
So how about a drink after we eat this?
Hey, what's up with that?
Come on, now. Drink, drink!
I've heard that a lot of culinary masters don't like to get drunk
because they're afraid that they'll get addicted.
And once you get drunk, apparently it can change your sense of taste.
Some of us don't even use mouthwash...
Because of a fear that alcohol will deteriorate taste buds.
Wow, how respectable! Just like politicians who don't accept bribes!
It becomes addictive for us too, the more we accept them. Right?
About...
getting me involved in the upcoming by-election.
Master Ha.
Have you ever seen someone pay for a ticket, after they've watched a movie?
No, I haven't.
You need to give me your "admission fees".
I need that money from you, so that I can pave some paths and cut some grass.
Get my drift?
You just started golfing, so why are you trying to turn into Tiger Woods already?
Rich folks have class hierarchy too, you know.
There are uneducated, slightly educated, and extremely educated rich people.
Out of all of them, it's easiest to tell which are the uneducated rich people.
You know why?
Because they can't do math. They're dumb, and no good at business.
Sir, what was the highest level of education you received?
Elementary school?
Middle school?
Oh! I forgot. You graduated from Seoul University, right? How could I?
It's just that that's a bit hard for me to believe.
Don't misunderstand what I'm saying. It's an admissions fee, not a bribe.
Use your head. You can't do things here, the way you did them in Masan.
Tell the girls to come in! Let's have a good time, huh?
Yes!
- Wow! You're here, Senator? - We missed you!
How have you been, girls? Oh my, you look like you got even prettier!
She talked such a big game, but she passed out after just two shots.
I get so jealous when I see people who are naturally-skilled.
And I get so angry when I meet skilled people who are rotting away.
Why are you locking yourself in here and letting yourself rot away?
Good sauces ferment.
They don't rot away.
With your level of skill, you can work at Goong Rak Won right now.
Goong Rak Won.
You...
I see what you're doing.
Why, I ought to...
Of course, I'm sure it's harder to become a chef who only cooks for VIPs.
Is that place that amazing?
When I tried royal court-style buckwheat noodles for the first time...
The plain flavor of the buckwheat... The clean flavor of the quail...
It made me think to myself, "So food can even taste like this, huh?"
It was so simple.
Did I think it was great, you might ask?
I really respect... the person who came up with the very first recipe.
That's the only reason I even acknowledge the Head Chef of Goong Rak Won
even though I despise him.
I can make noodles at that level too.
Don't say things you can't own up to. Or you'll just become a laughingstock.
What if I make them well enough to be accepted into their kitchen?
Then you'll have to go, of course. Who would stop you from doing so?
Okay... let's go! Let's go, go, go!
Looks like you had too much to drink today, Senator!
- Oh, I don't know. Let's go! - Come again, Senator!
Let's go, go, go...
Chief Hwang.
Yes, sir?
How do you like it, now that we're here in Gangnam?
Do things seem a bit different here?
Places where humans live, are all similar in a way, don't you think, sir?
What do you think it would be like, if we lived here, just like we did in Masan?
Like, exactly the same way.
I think that it would yield similar results, sir.
Why... are you clinging onto Goong Rak Won?
Huh?
You approached Madame Seol because of Goong Rak Won. Right?
It's quite obvious.
You acted like you had a perfect sense of smell
and used all sorts of theatrics to win Madame Seol over.
And you're planning to use those connections, to get into Goong Rak Won.
Watch your words. Despite everything, I'm not a liar, like you are.
Someone who went all the way to Shanxi to study noodle-making
never heard of Madame Seol?
I doubt that you could tell a more unbelievable lie.
Scents all have fingerprints.
Do you really believe that to be true?
Yes.
Scents mix together, and become consumed by more powerful scents.
Thus, they disappear.
Scents don't have things like fingerprints.
They don't get mixed together. They overlap one another.
If you just cast one layer aside, the hidden scent will ultimately prevail.
If your fingerprints wear away, your existence as a human being fades away.
Yet, you insist that scents, of all things, will still prevail?
Stop trying to win a losing argument.
The scent of my mother, who died ten years ago, is still fresh in my mind.
Stop talking as if you know everything, when you don't.
A mother's scent... A father's food.
These are... simply self-generated figments of our imaginations.
- That's the right answer. - Stop it!
Stop it.
[Born: 1961. 51 years old. Ha Jung Tae. From Seoul.]
A mother's scent... A father's food.
These are... simply self-generated figments of our imaginations.
It's definitely not a self-generated figment of my imagination.
I remember... my mother's scent, my grandmother's scent...
And...
the scent of my mother's killer, quite clearly.
It smells exactly the same, but it tastes different.
What could it be?
Why is it like this?
[Seol Mi Ja]
Who is she?
What is she up to, exactly?
Ah... How nice...
Hey, how nice, right?
This is a smoke-free campus.
Hey! And I thought that college was a refuge for freedom. How ridiculous!
Why are there so many rules for what you're not allowed to do?
Why are you tailing me?
Tailing?
- Tailing you? - The people following me!
Why do you keep having people follow me around?
You think I'm following you around? Seriously?
Why would I?
It's not you?
Wow! Da Hae!
Looks like you've attracted a guy with really bad taste in women!
Don't worry. As soon as he sees your true colors, he'll run away screaming.
Oh, forget it, forget it.
Give me your phone.
You know, the one I spent tons of money on, for you!
Geez... You're so dirty and rotten!
I'm the top number on your speed dial. You know that, right?
Why'd you bother getting me a new one? The old one worked just fine.
Instant ramen and steak are both food, that doesn't mean they're the same!
I'm gone.
The smell of money is coming off you in waves.
What?
I can't earn myself some money?
The words I couldn't say even once! You know, I like you so much!
Oh my, one, two! I'm in my dream!
You're back, sir?
Just stick to lip-syncing from now on. If you sing one more time
I'll rip your mouth off, okay?
Yes, sir.
Is that location tracker actually reliable?
I'm telling you, sir. it's more reliable than a GPS, sir!
But, sir. There's something that I'm curious about.
You've been visiting this lady a lot.
So when are you going to put a ring on it?
Look forward.
I'm sorry... sir. I'm sorry.
Loosen up. Loosen up. Loosen up, okay? Loosen up!
She's not my lover.
She's my niece.
- Want some? - No.
Hey, don't speak informally to your elders!
How dare you speak to me that way?
Is there a rule that says that I have to speak formally to all adults?
Why, you bitchy little--
What's your name, kid?
Tell me your name first. That's the proper order of things.
It's Do Kkoo, all right? Happy?
People call me that because I do such animalistic things.
- So what about you? - Puppy.
Well, all right. Want to eat this, little pup?
When I meet new people, the first thing I do is smell them.
And what do I smell like?
Like cigarettes, a single dad, and baby formula.
If you didn't smell like baby formula too, I would have screamed.
Da Hae, come eat!
Your grandma is calling you. Hurry up and go.
She's not my grandma. She's just pretending to be.
Hurry up and get over here, girl!
Let's go. The sun is going to set soon.
Yes, sir.
Hey, 1148. I heard that you got yourself another license.
How many is that now? About ten, now?
Whether it's ten or 100, you're dead as soon as you get onto our boss' radar.
It's a sin to hide your fighting skills, doing stupid manual labor instead.
Let's have some happy fun times together instead, all right?
Piss off.
I'm telling you, this fight will only end after you come over to our side!
Go be thugs on your own. I have no interest in that.
- You little... - You bastard!
1148!
Someone's here to see you.
I'm not going.
He said that you would come out if I said, "Wuss Park Moo Taek".
Look at you, glaring at me again. You could shoot lasers out of those eyes.
Wow... It looks like it's quite a party in there.
Are An Gil Sang's guys bothering you?
Watch out for him. Shitting on what he can't have is his specialty.
What is it that you want?
What I want?
Well... For you to stop speaking to me informally, for starters.
Also, I want you to come work under me.
You thug-ass bastard.
- Mr. Guard! - Sit your ass down!
You know how much money I gave him to buzz off for a little bit?
You... were bound to end up here, sooner or later, anyway.
You know why? Because you have some very dirty blood flowing through you.
You think smarts are all that parent pass down to their children?
Their personalities get passed down too.
And you... had 100 percent of your dad's personality passed down to you.
That useless wimp.
Just look. You're like this, after I provoked you the tiniest bit.
How were you ever going to become a cop?
The first thing I'm going to do when I get out, is rip that mouth off of you.
Got that?
You... must be wondering why I'm so hung up on you, right?
Your father. He wouldn't have died if he had just stuck with me.
And you're just the same. When you leave here, you'll die too.
That's why I came here. Happy?
Shut your dirty mouth!
Spend the rest of your time here well, and make it out.
When you do, I'll show you something interesting.
The world of adults, which you haven't even yet gotten a glimpse of.
I'll show you that.
What time did you say the appointment was?
1:00 p.m., sir.
[National Assembly Building]
[Senator Choi Sung Do]
How can I help you?
I have an appointment for 1:00 p.m.
Oh, Mr. Ha Jung Tae?
I'm sorry. The Senator has stepped out for a little while.
I'll wait.
- Um, that's not it-- - It's fine. I'll wait.
[The Future of Gangnam: Together, with Choi Sung Do!]
Those are mugs. You can take one, if you'd like.
Make sure you check over there.
This caller you have dialed is unavailable.
You still haven't heard from him?
No. I can't get ahold of him.
Damn it, I'm going to go crazy!
Keep calling until he picks up!
Yes.
[18 Missed Calls]
Did Ha Jung Tae come?
He's been waiting for you for three hours now, sir.
Okay, got it.
Oh, my! I didn't even know you were here!
Hey, you should have woken me up!
What's going on with you?
All right then. Shall we?
Is it your first time visiting the National Assembly Building?
Yes.
Oh... If I knew that, I would have given you a grand tour!
There's plenty of cool places around here.
As I was walking up to the main building, I noticed that there were 30 stairs.
As I walked up the stairs, I thought to myself
that it would take quite a long time to climb each and every step.
And even if I did that, I may not be able to reach the top anyway.
I thought about this over and over, while I waited for you for three hours.
And this is the conclusion I came to.
I'll run to the top.
And I'll do things the way I did them back in Masan.
You really didn't understand a single damn thing I told you, did you?
You... You crazy bastard.
Hey!
I'm all done here.
Everything has already happened, and the answer is obvious.
One of us will die, or both of us will die.
I'm going to bet that you'll be the one to die.
So, what will you bet on, bastard?
The blood is only on the box, so you can still use this after you swap it out.
Still no luck, PD Hong?
Damn it, is this bastard crazy? Why won't he pick up?
Is the program a joke to him? Huh?
Hey, whatever! We're done for today!
Master Ha is friends with the Director. Can you really handle the backlash?
I don't give a damn!
Oh, Master Ha! You're here?
Oh, my. It seems like I'm a bit late.
Oh, not at all!
You know Ms. Hyun Jung, correct?
How would he know a person as lowly as myself?
- My name is Do Hyun Jung. - I'm Ha Jung Tae.
I've been a fan of yours since your announcing days.
It truly is an honor.
Well, I'm only doing interviews now though.
And I'm left to wait for four hours at a time, to do so.
- I'll be putting the mic on you. - Oh, I'll do it.
Looks like you got some juice on that shirt. Follow me.
You're a size large, right?
Probably.
You amazed me, when I saw you on the documentary, "Masters of Korea".
They used quite a nice camera. The lighting team did a great job too.
But... the makeup team fell a little bit short.
It really shows when they do a lackluster job, you know.
You need to mist the face several times if you want it to look like real sweat.
Isn't that right?
You were ranked fifth on the Best Chefs List last year, right?
That ranking will likely drop a little more this year as well.
Your media appearances haven't been too frequent
since you've been busy moving Goong Rak Won to Gangnam.
And it's a good thing you stopped volunteering at orphanages.
Everybody does that nowadays, so nobody cares if you do it or not.
It feels like you know me better that my own wife knows me.
Nowadays, most couples are no better than strangers to one another.
Are you going to stay here?
I can't?
Who are you?
Someone who is going to make you into a king.
And what do you want in exchange?
A place by the king's side.
That spot... is already occupied though.
It's not like you only have one spot next to you.
Do you want me to give you time to think about it?
No need.
I heard that Do Kkoo came by.
You must be happy, since you're so popular. Right?
[Justice Department Bar Exam: Second Phase Results]
[Highest Score: Chae Yeo Kyung, Seoul University Junior, out of 706.]
Americano, I like it, I like it! Americano, so strong, so strong!
[Highest Score: Chae Yeo Kyung, Seoul University Junior, out of 706.]
[Justice Department Bar Exam: Second Phase Results]
[Highest Score: Chae Yeo Kyung, Seoul University Junior, out of 706.]
[53rd National Bar Exam Announcements: 3rd Phase Results]
[Exam Dates: November 15-17, 2011]
[10/12/11: Results for Second Phase of Exams Announced]
[November 17th, 2011: Tae Ha is Released]
[Exam Dates: November 15-17, 2011.] [November 17, 2011: Tae Ha is Released.]
[Tae Ha is released. Interview for 3rd Phase of Bar Exam.]
Is he running a business, or not?
Why are you hitting it?
I... I... I.... don't know. If... If... you do this, the soup becomes yummy.
Isn't it hot?
When the water makes noises, it's the right temperature.
What... What a nice sound.
Stop kneading it. That's why your fingerprints all got worn away.
That's why you can't even find out your real name.
B... B... B... But I still I like doing this.
This is the only way that I can make you delicious noodles.
I like it.
This is all I remember.
I wanted to make you the same noodles that you made me.
Take your time, and eat up.
I've chased the bastard down for three years.
I've had plenty of opportunities to kill him.
And I've killed him hundreds of times, in my mind.
However... no matter how violently I've killed him in my mind
it never made me feel any better.
That bastard cannot be allowed to die easily.
His sins are far too massive for him to be allowed that luxury.
I'll become the successor of Ha Jung Tae, that beast of a man.
And Father, that bastard is the only one who knows your real name.
And so, I must enter the belly of that beast...
so that I can find out your real name.
Who is it?
What the hell? What are you doing here?
I'll explain. That's--
Hey.
What are you really up to?
Let... Let go.
What did you come here to steal? Tell me!
What would I steal? Do you even have anything worth stealing?
- So then why? - Your fish noodles!
I made them the same way you did. But... But they don't taste the same!
So, I came here because I was curious, but your door was locked, so--
So you're the type to break into places to satisfy your curiosities?
You call that an excuse?
I told you, I didn't steal anything!
There has never been a food that I haven't been able to smell properly.
But the fact that it tastes different means I missed the smell of something.
There's no way that happened. That can't happen, no matter what.
To me, that is an issue of life, and death.
Sorry for sneaking in. I'll apologize for that.
I put water-shield in it.
Omija enhances the scent of water-shield
but sea bream swallows up the scent of it.
So that's why the smell disappears, and only its taste is left behind.
Hey, why did you lie and say that you didn't use any, then?
Madame Seol already knew that the smell was undetectable.
The fact that she made a wager like that when nobody can smell it, is unfair.
That's why I did that.
There's no such thing as a scent that nobody can smell.
But I did lose.
[Master: God of Noodles]
Subtitles by DramaFever
This is my first presentation of royal court-style quail buckwheat noodles.
It's perfect.
- What did you do Da Hae? - If you get me into Goong Rak Won
I'll take care of the rest.
Make sure you protect this secret. It mustn't be leaked anywhere.
Let's all see each other when Tae Ha gets out.
What did Do Kkoo say? Did he tell you to watch over me?
I can't just sit and watch Ha Jung Tae get stronger.
I'm not going to just live as a noodle maker.
You believe the guy who hit-and-run your father?
The person I'm targeting is the same person that you want to fight against.