Episode 11. Of course, Jeomsoy
Han Ibi said.
“Elder. Are you okay?”
Song Myeong-cheon said nothing. No, it was clear that it couldn’t be done.
He seemed to be using all his strength to fight against the evil energy within his body.
The black tattoos appeared vividly, as if they were alive, and then disappeared in an instant, repeatedly.
All Hanyibi could do was watch him with worried eyes.
Did about half a day pass like that?
Suddenly, Song Myeong-cheon opened his eyes from his sitting position.
Han Ibi shouted.
“Elder!”
However, Song Myeong-cheon fell backwards.
‘What is it? Didn’t it go well?’
Han Ibi guided him, who had fallen in surprise, and laid him straight down.
And then I started massaging various parts of my body.
It was an instinctive act I did because I felt like my body was stiff.
I continued massaging Song Myeong-cheon’s body like that for a while.
The massage seems to have had some effect. Song Myeong-cheon’s rough and irregular breathing began to settle down to some extent…
‘Phew…’
Han Ibi sighed in relief, her whole body soaked in sweat.
* * *
It was in the middle of the night when I heard something strange.
It’s definitely… a human voice.
And it… was flowing from between Song Myeong-cheon’s lips.
“You damn Takga bastard. I will tear you to pieces…”
And then I heard this sound again.
“Yeonhwa… I was wrong… Forgive me… Yeonhwa… Yeon…”
It’s nonsense.
‘Why are you talking in your sleep at night… Ah!’
Han Yi-bi realized something, so she jumped up and pointed at Song Myeong-cheon’s forehead.
“oh! “Hot!”
I was on the verge of getting used to it right away by adding a little lie. Heat was boiling in Song Myeong-cheon’s head.
‘So you were talking nonsense.’
Han Ibi quickly went outside. Then, out of shame, he shouted and called Jeomsoi who was sleeping.
What I received was cold water and cloth to replace the wet towel.
Han Yi-bi, who received the nursing care tool while shaking off Jeom So-yi’s irritated gaze, quickly covered Song Myeong-cheon’s forehead with a cloth soaked in cold water.
It’s not that I didn’t, but I was really worried.
‘If this old man dies, I’m truly done. Isn’t this really a failure in the main quest… We must save him at all costs.’
Nevertheless, the fever did not go down easily.
Han Ibi stayed up all night on the 7th with her eyes open, wondering if anything would happen.
As if it was worth it, Song Myeong-cheon’s fever, which had been boiling, was gradually lowering.
Then one day it happened.
Knock knock.
I could feel the popularity of Han Ibi’s visit.
“yes.”
The door swung open. ‘Hwangbang’, the owner of the guesthouse, was standing there.
Ebi Han said.
“Please come in.”
“no. I think I’ll just talk to you for a moment. How are you feeling, old man?”
Han Yi-bi looked back at Song Myeong-cheon for a moment and said.
“You seem to have improved a lot. Thank you very much for your concern.”
Then Hwang Bang waved his hand and said.
“oh my. you’re welcome. That is a very fortunate thing. But…”
“Yes. “Please tell me.”
“How long…”
“Yes?”
“How long do you plan to stay?…”
“Ah… well, that’s…”
“Aha. I see. You can go slowly. But… the room and meal expenses have already exceeded 650 won, so why not make an interim settlement… ahaha. Well, I’m not saying you have to do it now, you can do it at your convenience.”
After hearing those words, Han Ibi suddenly felt her ears getting hot.
Only then did they realize that they were penniless.
This was before the herbs were sold to the doctor.
In addition, I couldn’t bring herbs properly during the crisis.
I lost my mind.
Han Ibi thought for a moment.
But eventually, as if he had made up his mind, he lowered his head in front of the hwangbang and spoke.
“Please just leave it to me.”
Then Hwang Bang, who was dumbfounded, asked in a puzzled voice.
“What do you mean?”
Ebi Han said.
“Anything.”
“What do you mean….”
“I will work as hard as I can.”
* * *
Hwangbang was taken aback from the beginning.
Well, isn’t that natural?
I mean, I’m going to pay for the room with my own body.
Han Ibi said this.
“We are supplying medicinal materials to the clinic. The workmanship is pretty good. So, you could always buy that expensive alcohol here on a regular basis. But now, as you can see… Master’s condition is so bad that he can’t work right away. However, you can’t eat and sleep for free. So please give me at least some chores. “But don’t worry, I can quickly give you the money you’re missing by digging up herbs.”
Of course, Hwangbang was reluctant. However, my conscience was bothering me to kick him out right away.
They weren’t exactly strangers, but they were valuable customers who came occasionally and purchased such large quantities of expensive liquor… After
thinking for a while, Hwangbang eventually accepted Han Ibi’s offer.
“Good.”
“I seem to be quite young, but please speak to me comfortably.”
“Okay… that’s good. “What is your name?”
There is no need to write Jonglimae’s name. It shouldn’t even be known.
Just write your name.
“My name is Han Ibi.”
“good night. I am called Hwangbang. “I guess you can just call me Uncle Hwang.”
“yes. Uncle Hwang.”
Hwang Bang pointed to the young man who served them, Jeomsoi.
“This child’s name is ‘Ban Jin-seong.’ I may be roughly the same age as you, but I’ve been helping out at the store since I was very young, so I can say I’m an experienced Jeomsoyi. Then Jinseong. “Teach me at least something basic.”
Jeomsoi ‘Ban Jin-seong’ smiled, showing his yellow teeth.
“yes. Uncle Hwang. “Please just leave it to me.”
“okay. “I’m going to check on some of the newly arrived ingredients.”
Hwangbang disappeared into the storage room behind the kitchen. Ban Jin-seong said with a meaningful smile.
“good. Your name is Han Ibi? how old are you?”
Hmm… considering the age given at the beginning of the novel… he was probably around 20 years old.
“Twenty.”
“hmm. I’m twenty-three. “I am your brother.”
“Ah yes.”
“good. Then I guess I have become your master. I wonder if we should at least bow nine times before starting. ha ha ha.”
Until yesterday, this guy was being mean to me… but as soon as the situation changed, he became a slanderer.
You should probably get nine hits from me.
“Anyway, congratulations on becoming the Jeomsoi of Cheongyugaekjan, which has a long history in Shaanxi Province. “Our guests are still well-known in the local area.”
It was then.
I heard a ticking sound.
[The player’s occupation has been selected.]
Wow! what is this sound?
[The class the player chose was ‘Jumsoi’.]
Han Ibi’s eyes looked like they were going to pop out.
Jeomsoy? What is it?
Did I hear the directions wrong?
Not a warrior, not an assassin, not a soldier, not an archer, not a lawmaker, not a charlatan… Not even a beggar of openness… Why ‘Jeomsoi’
?
[The class is set to the job selected first after the player logs in.]
What? Why are we talking about such an important thing now?
Tiring!
[Advice: You can’t answer a question you haven’t asked first.]
Damn it. If that were the case, I wouldn’t have asked you to order Jeomsoy every now and then.
Han Ibi was foaming at the mouth and about to faint.
Yes yes you bitch.
You… you… be honest. Aren’t you AI? Are you human? Are you doing this because you want to fuck me?
[Your question cannot be answered based on Article #002 of the GGQ Standard Rules.]
“Hey little brother. Why are you so dazed? I need to learn quickly and become a great Jeomsoy, right? Can’t you see the customers coming in over there? “I don’t have time for this.”
Han Ibi felt like she was about to burst into anger, but she had no choice but to calm herself down and chase after Ban Jin-seong.
This is because an unexpected quest occurred.
[Surprise mission occurs (difficulty ☆): Receive orders from 100 customers.]
[Reward: Increases strength by 2 and agility by 3]
Huh. What kind of poor quest is this?
We’ll see… Ban Jin-seong. And the system….
* * *
There were a total of five people working at Cheongyugaekjan.
The owner, Hwangbang Hwangbang’s wife and chef, Cho Jin-sook, Jeomsoy, Na-sa-hwi, Gamju-dong, and Ban Jin-seong.
Because the number of workers was small compared to the size of the guesthouse, they were always extremely busy.
In any case, Ban Jin-seong’s words about it being a historic guesthouse did not seem to be false.
The lady’s cooking skills were so excellent that, despite the geographical disadvantage of being somewhat remote, she became so famous that passing customers stopped by.
The main customers were peddlers who supplied goods to the street, but sometimes samurai armed with swords stopped by.
Han Ibi’s role is first of all to serve customers.
In modern terms, it is ‘serving’.
At first, I started with ‘observation’. Other Jeomsoi serving customers. And the characteristics that customers who need something show…
Then I realized.
The fact is that all places where people live are the same.
Everyone wants to be ‘A’ and this is a place that provides services so that people can feel like ‘A’.
It all starts with a big shout out, ‘Welcome~!’
Han Ibi thought.
‘No, this. In the end, it’s no different from ‘sales’, which was so boring.’
After I gained enlightenment, things became easier.
Han Ibi tried to create the best serving angle, facial expression, and vocalization while serving each person one by one.
At the same time, he worked hard to make the other person feel good by adding pleasant body movements and words and actions.
At first it was so awkward that I cringed, but once I got used to it, it came out easily.
The next target was drinking customers.
Why is there a Chinese character in the guest cup? It’s probably because of the alcohol.
When I observed closely, I found that these people were just as many ‘lovers’ as Koreans. It was common for strong white liquor to be served even when eating just a meal.
I feel thirsty when I drink alcohol. Hanibi delivered tea to customers who ordered alcohol on time without having to order it.
Even though there was a long waiting time, everyone focused on filling their cars. As I got used to it, I started making sales pitches along with it.
“I invite you to enjoy the highest quality tea that is refreshing and sobering!”
Of course, there were some customers who were drunk and angry, but most of them laughed and looked happy.
Then, even Han Ibi felt better.
“Hey! Newbie. “It’s pretty good.”
It was a compliment from middle-aged veteran Jeomsoy ‘Gamju-dong’.
Before I knew it, Hwangbang was also watching Han Ibi with a happy face.
Ban Jin-seong’s jealous, pouting expression could be said to be a by-product of that.
Before I knew it, Han Ibi was able to perfectly master serving customers.
It was then.
Tiriring.
[You have acquired the job-specific skill ‘Shihukong (侍候功)’ through faithful performance of your mission. Depending on the degree of deepening of the post-promotion, you can improve your conversational ability, friendliness, and negotiation power with the other party.]
Yes… it doesn’t seem to be very useful compared to the bizarre and flashy name… but it’s better than nothing. .
* * *
“What? “You want to learn how to cook?”
Jo Jin-sook, the chef with a spunky appearance, asked with wide eyes.
“yes.”
Han Ibi answered with a smile and continued speaking.
“Of course, not when I’m busy. I was wondering if you could teach me a little bit when I have free time. Since you cook alone, you don’t have time to rest all day, even when we are resting. “I think I can learn and help out when ordering simple dishes like gyoza or somen.”
It’s false.
In fact, the lady’s cooking skills are truly the best. If not for an opportunity like this, when else would you be able to learn authentic Chinese cooking?
Han Ibi was just thinking about whether she could use it as a foundation to open a business when she returned to reality.
But the lady’s reaction is unusual.
“Oops. Have you ever seen such a proud child? Many people have worked in our house, but you are the only one who has ever thought of me. “He’s very good at his work, but his heart is so silky, so how could he… Where did such a treasure come from?”
She was ready to run up and give me a kiss.
(Continued in the next part)
