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... talk about ‘jjampong’ or spicy Chinese seafood noodles, they have no choice but to mention fire taste. Some people criticized it as the cheap marketing tactics of Chinese restaurants, but Min-joon didn’t think it was bad.


‘In any case, if my dish can attract customers, at least it wouldn’t be a bad dish.’


After all, the quality of a chef depended on whether or not he or she could win over customers. Of course, he couldn’t fully support dishes that rely on chemical seasonings ...

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