Translated by: ShawnSuh
Edited by: SootyOwl
Despite the hour-and-a-half long car ride, there was not a trace of fatigue on Min Sung's face. In fact, he was filled with excitement, anxious for a new culinary experience. As the car came to a stop, Min Sung, Ho Sung, and Bowl got out of it. The weather was perfect, and the sunlight sparkled brightly on the ocean.
"Is it here?" the champion asked, looking toward a run-down restaurant,
[Dong Dae Sashimi]
There was nothing special or unique about the exterior, aside from the fact that it was noticeably more run down than the surrounding stores and restaurants, that is. The restaurant's appearance was as humble as its name. However, it exuded tradition, the power of which Min Sung was well aware by that point. Flavor and atmosphere were some of the most crucial components of a restaurant, and it was tradition that shaped them.
"Do we even have fishing rods?" Min Sung asked Ho Sung, who smiled and replied, "Don't worry....