Subtitles by DramaFever
[Episode 2]
Your father's friend runs a huge noodle restaurant.
I'm sure that he would give your dad a position if we asked him.
The owner of a huge noodle restaurant
and his face, illuminated by the fire...
That's all I remembered.
For ten years, I searched desperately for any information I could find on him.
But I was focused on finding him.
I didn't think about what I would do after I found him.
Like in a moment such as this... when he was right there before my eyes.
Uh...
Will the food be much longer?
I thought they wanted to eat at one. Or was I wrong?
We didn't really get to feed them today, with the ceremony. They're pretty hungry.
So what do you want me to do?
Give them half-cooked food?
No... That's not what I meant.
I'll teach them how to be patient.
It's basic etiquette towards culinary arts.
And it's an obvious obligation towards those who cook for you.
This way!
Yes, yes... He's right here.
Oh, I'm sorry, sir. There was a lot of traffic.
I'm fine, but I'm worried that the children may be a little hungry.
Then, we'll start shooting right away. Just act naturally, sir.
Okay.
All of the others left after we took a few pictures of them.
Those people are very busy, you see.
Do you always volunteer to cook at places like these, on your own?
Well, I'm only making 20 servings. It's not much.
But still, it must be quite difficult.
I would be lying if I said that it was easy.
To tell you the truth, it is a bit difficult.
But when I see the children gobbling up my food with their tiny little mouths
it makes me feel so happy inside.
It makes it all worthwhile.
I felt like I was looking at a monster with a face on the back of its head.
All of a sudden, I felt asphyxiated.
As if something had been shoved down my throat.
- It's delicious! - Yes, like that!
Moo Myung.
That guy?
Oh... in the Director's office.
I'll bring this to him for you.
They'll do a separate interview with you, Director.
I think telling them I've volunteered here for 20 years now should suffice.
Yes. Just leave it to me.
Oh, yeah.
Have you ever heard the name, "Choi Soon Suk" before?
Huh?
Come in.
Put it there.
You punk...
Pick that up right now!
- I'm sorry, sir. - I'm so sorry, sir!
Please take a seat over here, sir!
Go get a new cup.
I'm so sorry. He's not usually like this. He made such a big mess... Geez.
Moo Myung.
Oh, yes... whose name did you mention before?
Choi Soon Suk.
I'm sure that he's about the same age as the young man who just walked out.
I'm sure that he has burn scars somewhere, too.
Burn scars? Choi Soon Suk... Choi Soon Suk. Burn scar.
Would you like me to look into it in more detail for you, sir?
Please do.
Please have a safe trip home, sir!
Oh, my... so you're a lefty, huh?
- Is it delicious, my little runts? - Yes!
All right, all right. Eat slowly, eat slowly, okay?
And have some more, okay?
Wow, look at you! A lefty! Good, good.
Oh, what?
Who taught you how to make noodles?
Nobody taught me how to make them, because I stole the technique.
And I'm going to steal your noodles and eat them, too!
You can't!
Is there a real reason why you made me wait for you all the way over here?
Because people are nosy. Why else?
Ha Jung Tae, the noodle-maker, is a familiar person.
But the Ha Jung Tae who rides in fancy cars is a less familiar person.
Is there a real reason that you're going around, doing volunteer work?
Well... There is something.
I'm searching for someone too.
Where shall I take you, sir?
Gangnam.
When I tried to buy land here 20 years ago, people called me crazy.
Where that apartment building is now, that used to be a rice field.
But just look at it now. Who would think that could have been a rice field once?
I'll make a Goong Rak Won here.
I'll establish it firmly, so that no one will be able to take it down.
I'm sure that the older gentleman will oppose the idea.
The old geezer... opposes my ability to live and breathe. Whatever.
That being said, he's still the Head Master.
You can't look down on him just yet.
So then... Are you saying that I'm going to have to face off against him?
That's not what I meant, sir.
Anything that geezer tries, will prove to be futile.
He certainly doesn't have the strength to face me, head on.
Wow... You sure do give it all you have when you polish those things.
Take a break already! Will you?
How can these jars breathe properly, if they have dust on them?
Stop sleeping all day, and polish them too!
I'm in charge of making the side dishes! Why should I have to polish these things?
Have you... finally lost your marbles?
Look at you, mouthing off at me, now that you've gotten a little older.
- Oh, ouch, ouch... - Oh, geez!
You used to be so strong! And just look at you now!
And just where is that bastard son-in-law of mine?
Oh, he went to do some volunteer work in Yangpyeong or something.
Also, stop calling Master Ha that!
Every time you two fight, it makes all of us so uncomfortable!
How can you call a bastard like that "Master"?
People know what they know... They should just stick to what they know.
He's seen it himself so many times, so how can he still be so oblivious?
That master noodle maker... Wasn't he a little strange?
He chewed us out, and then flipped like a light switch when reporters showed up.
You...
Remember the bastard who... killed your parents, right?
Let's not talk about things like that.
But what if...
You thought you knew...
No, it was him.
Stop it.
But you mistook him...
for someone else?
I told you to stop it!
Cowardly bastard.
Hey... I saw him right in front of me, in front of my eyes!
How could I ever forget his face?
Would you be able to forget, if you were in my shoes?
You bastard.
You know very well who he is. How long will you hide and lie to yourself?
For how long?
[YS, Who Loved Knife-Cut Noodles]
The story of this bastard's life could be found in old newspapers.
That bastard, used everything and anyone he could.
He took a small restaurant, and rebuilt it into a huge palace.
With that, he finessed his way in and out of most situations.
Somehow... He became the owner of that incredible, palace-sized restaurant.
[Goong Rak Won: Traditional Royal Court-Style Buckwheat Noodles with Quail]
Will I be able to destroy, that palace of his?
No... Will I be able to steal it away from him?
[Mr. Ha Jung Tae of Masan's Goong Rak Won Does Volunteer Work at Orphanage]
Yeah?
Come in.
President Seo is here, sir. Where would you like me to take him?
I did what you asked! I destroyed my good vineyard, to plant buckwheat.
So what am I supposed to do now, if you come here, trying to bribe me?
Just destroy your buckwheat crops, and replant a vineyard then.
How can you say that? People's livelihood's are at stake here!
You're the one who made this proposal! It was you, wasn't it?
Look here, President Seo.
Just because you seduce a woman, you're not obligated to marry her.
Isn't it only natural to want to break up with her
if you find out she has a terrible personality and a lot of debt?
Have you never dated before in your life?
It's not my fault that your product sucks.
You're blaming the wrong person here.
Then... Are you saying that this is all my fault?
It's not your fault either, President Seo.
But, you're the one who will have to take the fall for this. Not me.
Ha Jung Tae... the way you treat people. You'll be punished by those above!
This is between us, humans. So why would we get those above involved?
If I'm going to be punished, it should be by the hands of a human being.
See me.
I grew up without the luxury of an education.
So I never learned how to beat around the bush.
So... I'm going to get straight to the point--
Learn it, then. There's no shame in learning things when you get old.
Learn how to play baduk. Learn how to play golf too.
You need some sets of skills that make you seem like an owner, after all.
I don't need this from a whelp who never actually learned how to make noodles.
When I... first came to Chi Myun Restaurant
all you sold was jangtuh noodles and nangmyun.
If it wasn't for the royal court-style buckwheat noodles that I perfected
you would still be stuck in your kitchen, kneading dough every day.
I'm the one who built this place into what it is today.
You shouldn't let money sugarcoat your ambitions with gold.
If a noodle-maker shifts his focus away from noodles, onto other things--
But with money... you can sleep well at night, at the very least.
So then... you think that you can do this, just for money?
Why?
You seriously think that I can't?
It won't work!
This place belongs in Masan!
I've never seen a tree that could keep living after being uprooted!
I'm giving this place a transplant... So it can grow into a more fertile land.
So that it can develop roots that are even stronger.
Is this who I think it is?
Who else knows, besides you?
Just you, sir.
Why are you giving this to me?
You need to know...
If the man you took in is truly a man or a beast in sheep's clothing.
[Wanted: Suspect for Murder]
Hello?
You see, I've found a person.
The black thing is the blackboard, and the white thing is the chalk, right?
Why are you all even here? What's the point, really?
Hey, Class Rep!
Chae Yeo Kyung!
The differential is f(x) one plus x over one, so...
So if you were to calculate the value of the interval...
The circular function is e f(x)
and if you include the value of the interval, it's e f(a) minus e f(0).
So the root of e is negative one? Yes.
Chae Yeo Kyung! Follow me to the counseling room.
What? What is it now?
I'm just tired. Don't worry about me.
You look so exhausted. How could I not be worried?
What's the matter?
Is the director gambling again?
Oh, it's nothing. I'll get going.
I'll tell the nurse that it's okay. Go sleep there for a few hours. Okay?
It's fine! That would only start rumors.
Your grades are slipping, bit by bit, so who cares about rumors?
This is crunch time for you right now! You know that.
Turn a blind eye to it at least until you take your college entrance exam.
Is that why you left that prestigious school in Gangnam and came here?
Well, that's...
How could I turn a blind eye to what's going on?
Oh, I don't need this.
There's plenty of Daddy Long Legs at the orphanage.
Yeah, it must be crawling with them. Just take it, you.
Thanks. I promise that I won't waste a single penny of it.
Geez... you good girl.
- I'm off, then. - Okay.
Let go.
I'm sorry.
I won't do it again.
What's this? He said that he's sorry.
Just leave them be.
How long are you going to hold onto my arm?
Okay, okay, okay. Place your bets! Place those bets! Here we go!
Up to your trickster ways again?
Oh, it's you? Nothing to see here. Just keep walking.
What's this?
Trying to guess how much salt I put into the water.
As if. Is that even possible?
- Have you heard of a "super taster"? - Stop it. This isn't funny.
Hey... come on. I set the stage, so you can't back out now.
Please? Please. Just do it once. Just once! Just once!
I told you, I'm not doing it!
Why? You're not confident? Can you get it right, down to the grain?
Even if I mix it with tons of water?
Hey, come on. At least try to make... a little sense.
Yeah.
What do you mean, you can?
Jumping at the chance to make some money, eh?
Match my bet, then.
[Bet Contract]
That's my cram school tuition.
It's not spare change, you know.
It's not like your chances of getting this right are completely zero.
You have a one-out-of-five chance.
All right, then. Choose.
Whoa, it's the right one!
We'll be taking this, then.
Wow, how much is it altogether?
Wow, it's a ton!
- Want to keep doing this? - You don't believe in me though.
What do you mean? I totally do!
You used a salt that had 99 percent more salinity.
It's easy to tell the difference between that and normal salt.
Just having a seat belt doesn't cut it, you know?
You have to have insurance too.
And if your taste buds are the seat belt, that salt was my insurance policy. Here.
What's with you though? You never want to do that, but this time you asked for it.
What about class?
They're letting me slide, since the police exam is around the corner.
When you become a cop, make sure you lock this guy up. Okay?
And this co-conspirator too.
You guys go ahead. I'm going to run some more.
What's the best you can do?
1,000 meters in 200 seconds!
- And what's your time? - 180 seconds!
Wow... He already has it in the bag.
Oh, yeah...
I heard that you guys won big?
Who said that? That's not true.
Don't get in trouble. If you don't graduate because of that, I'll kill you.
It would be nice if your words were as pretty as your face.
See you both later?
Where's she going?
Tutoring. She's a senior, tutoring a senior.
My money.
My money!
Hey, Chae Yeo Kyung!
Get back here, you! Hey!
Hey, give me back my money! Hey, Chae Yeo Kyung!
[Goong Rak Won: Traditional Royal Court-Style Buckwheat Noodles with Quail]
Father.
Wow!
What's this?
- I don't know. - So how did you make it then?
I don't know. I just made it.
E-e-e... eat up.
Nobody taught me how to make them, because I stole the technique.
Don't worry so much.
He used to go get noodles a lot, back in the day.
But he's never spent the night out before.
[Mr. Ha Jung Tae of Masan's Goong Rak Won Does Volunteer Work at Orphanage]
You didn't have much of a breakfast.
Tae Ha.
I think Moo Myung, is in Masan.
Want to trade seats with me?
But I have the ticket for the window seat.
It's just that I get motion sickness.
I... I might throw up.
I guess... you don't... get motion sickness so easily.
I do, if I don't eat.
Taxi!
Taxi! Taxi!
Hello! Goong Rak Won, please.
What are you doing?
Huh?
Oh?
I sure do see you often.
Ye... Yeah... I guess so.
What are you doing right now?
Stealing.
Stop it!
Let go, before I scream.
You're the one trying to steal here, not me.
Are you out of your mind?
Do you know what will happen to you if I get caught?
An accomplice.
Hey!
Hold this.
You're doing all of this right now... for some soy sauce?
This isn't just any soy sauce. This is their flower soy sauce.
It's been fermenting in their garden for ten years.
Give it back.
But even so, you can't steal it.
My grandma is really sick.
And she wants some herb dishes made with this sauce.
It's the first time I've ever met someone as soft as you are.
And it's my first time meeting someone as brash as you are.
Also, why are you using informal speech with me?
You do it too, then!
They stretched a bit.
Don't misread me. I'm just using you as a garbage can.
Are you going to come back here to steal?
Of course.
Just try and stop me again.
You bastard, Ha Jung Tae!
Get him up.
President Seo. Do you know what your problem is, President Seo?
Your problem is that you don't know what the problem is.
For me, losing even a cent, hurts more than being stabbed by a knife.
Just think about it.
I'm going to take your land anyway. So what good would it do to stab me?
It's not like that money will come back to you if you stab me.
If you have something taken from you, think of a clever way to get it back.
You're so hot-headed that you came at me with a knife. How scary.
This can be written off as self-defense for a murder attempt.
But it'll be complicated.
You'll have time, but the interest on your private loans will really stack up.
So think long and hard about it while you're hospitalized.
Take care of him.
For me, losing even a cent, hurts more than being stabbed by a knife.
If you have something taken from you, think of a clever way to get it back.
Did you come here to eat noodles?
I know.
Wow, I sure am hungry.
We have to leave this place in three months.
We promised to be together until we turned nineteen.
So just endure until then.
But, before that... You can't. No matter what.
Hey, Moo Myung!
Follow me.
Hey, you bastard!
Your time here is almost up, so now you don't have a care in the world, huh?
How does a young whelp like you dare spend the night out?
How dare you look at me in the eyes like that? Huh? Look down, bastard!
You orphan bastard!
You're itching for a beating, aren't you? Okay, I'll give you a beating. Okay?
I'll rip you to pieces, bastard!
Do you realize... that us orphan bastards are what keep you alive and well?
What?
You don't? Then from now on, I'll be happy to educate you.
Stop it, don't do it!
Let go!
- I might even hit you instead. - You endured for ten years!
Just endure for a bit longer.
- Let go! - Moo Myung!
Please.
I'm sure that he's about the same age as the young man who just walked out.
I'm sure that he has burn scars somewhere, too.
Find a useful punk.
Vermin like President Seo managed to get this close to me...
Even though I made all the necessary preparations.
I apologize, sir.
I don't need someone with loyalty. Get me a punk who likes money.
Someone who would even give up their liver for the right price.
I'll do my best, sir.
Is that Do Kkoo guy out now?
I heard he's very skilled. But I'm not sure he'll understand what you mean.
A beating can get the most stubborn mouth to start talking.
And money can get even the most stubborn man to listen.
He, never once, treated me with respect.
[Rehabilitation Center]
It truly is an honor to meet you, sir!
- Who are you? - Two-Pelt, sir!
The Potato Stew guy who served you, is someone I serve, sir.
- Oh, oh, Potato Stew. Is he doing okay? - He passed away, sir.
He was rollerblading, and tripped very badly.
At any rate, congratulations on getting out, sir!
You can eat that tofu yourself. Let's go have some real food.
Please decide what we'll eat, sir!
Uh...
Potato stew?
Hey, you!
I'm Two-Pelt, sir.
Whatever. Where around here can we get some good coffee?
Well, Madame Jeon makes some really great coffee.
Her black herbal tea is especially--
Who the hell are all of you?
You're all right for someone who's been rotting away for five years.
What a relief.
Did you freaking test me, just now?
Something like that.
You're a blabbermouth. Get over here. I'm going to give you a beating.
If you go back to jail, you'll be 50 by the time you get back out.
Aren't you old enough to have matured a bit, by now?
Who are you?
Wow... I guess he must be swimming in cash.
Only when it's convenient for him to do so, anyway.
So that Noodle Master man told you about me?
Well, I'd be quite disappointed if he forgot about me.
Choose. If you want money, we'll give you more than you know what to do with.
I'll think about it after I take over some spots.
Maybe after I take over Yangpyeong and Suwon, I'll take over Gangnam.
What's your name, again?
Hwang Sung Rok.
And your boss? Is it "Bastard"?
Well I'll be going now.
[Children's Profiles 1993 - 1995]
Here it is.
He has burn scars here.
February 17, 1995.
The police had this, you say?
The information has been around for 20 years. It's credible.
Make sure you don't miss a single detail from the report relevant to this incident
and get every relevant detail out.
The soonest that I may contact you is tomorrow.
What?
I have something to report.
Come in.
We caught a person from a detective agency.
I believe that the Head Master called him here.
[Wanted: Suspect for Murder]
Get ready.
Oh, really? I understand.
[Incoming Call: Director of Love Orphanage]
Yes?
About the child, Choi Soon Suk, you mentioned before... Oh yes, Master.
Do you remember when he was lost?
February 16, 1995... Or something like that.
Did you find him, by any chance?
Oh, no. I just thought it would be helpful if I knew the date.
- I'm sure he's not your son, so... - He's my friend's son.
- He's just like my own son to me. - Oh... I see.
If you do find him, please contact me first.
- I'd really appreciate it. - Oh, of course! Of course I will!
Wow... The side dishes sure do look nice.
A grown ass man shouldn't be petty and hold grudges.
Moo Myung.
Hey.
You're really Choi Soon Suk, right?
You're Choi Soon Suk... Right?
[Master: God of Noodles]
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Doing to them, what they did to me, is what revenge is.
Just try and hide it. I'll find it, no matter what.
I knew that you were Choi Soon Suk from your burn scars.
I'm not trying to deceive him. I'm trying to find my friend's son.
Don't laugh. You must not laugh.
- I think I found him. - Are you really Park Tae Ha?
Who are you?
I must survive if I'm going to destroy that bastard.