Episode 703:
Tak –
Jin Cheonhee put down her glass instead of answering. Then, he filled the empty cup with the bitter tea that Namgoongun had been drinking.
Then, drink the tea in one go without stopping.
“Big.”
“This is the first time I’ve seen someone drink all that bitter stuff in one go.”
“It’s more bitter than I thought.”
He frowned like that and then said this.
“It’s strange. “Even after drinking this tea, I still don’t hate Kangho.”
“Why are you doing the same thing as me?”
Namgoongun filled his cup with bitter tea.
“So, from now on, are you going to call me brother?”
“If you drink alcohol, you will withdraw. Namgoong hyung.”
“Gagging. “That… that.”
Jin Cheonhee smiled slightly. Then he added something.
“It would be good to strengthen your inner self. Because trouble could come soon.”
“Is that also thanks to Zhuge Dynasty’s mysterious fortune telling?”
Jin Cheon-hee shakes his head at those words.
Instead, they just spit out nonsense.
“…the moonlight is so bright.”
I raise my blue eyes again and look at the moon.
At one point, Namgoongun felt the urge to somehow catch this guy and ask him what he was thinking.
‘But that shouldn’t be the case.’
Is daylight just daylight for nothing?
Since ordinary people can’t understand it, it must be daylight.
After thinking that far, Namgoongun sipped the astringent tea.
Slurp –
the moon was bright and Kangho was still Kangho.
I was hungry for alcohol.
* * *
“mom. “Dad, are you okay now?”
“I should say father.”
“father. huh.”
The child muttered softly.
Since he is no longer a child, he decides to use more adult language.
“The head of the family is okay. Don’t worry. “Jin Sogakju treated me well.”
“ah! “That cool older brother?!”
“Should I call you Lord Incinerator?”
At those words, the child mumbled and puffed out his cheeks.
“I want to call you brother…”
The sight was so cute that my mom laughed for a while.
“Then take permission.”
“huh! all right!”
The boy, Namgungsu, said that and ran away.
It’s dangerous to leave the house at night, but isn’t this Namgungse?
Namgung House was so large that it could be considered a village in itself.
At night, all the servants light lamps.
Even the gloomy garden is lit with fire.
It was bright and safe, with no dark spots anywhere.
It’s literally a castle.
This is Namgungseong Fortress.
She looks at the sky. It was a good month.
Joo Young-young (朱泳永).
As the third wife of the Namgung family, she was also called Mrs. Joo and was famous for her fierce personality.
The exact opposite of Mrs. Wizzy, who has a strong personality.
His personality, like being mixed with water or drunk with alcohol, was a good match for his second wife, Mrs. Wiji.
Sega’s influence seemed to be present or absent.
She smiled for a while and looked at the moon.
What was in her hand was an old book.
It was a book with worn edges, as if it had been read several times.
Tak-
She puts the book in the brazier.
Crackling crackling –
the flame happily burns books.
Zhou Yingying thought that the sight was very beautiful.
“Oh, I should have sent Su some refreshments.”
She hit her head as if she had finally remembered it.
“It’s really difficult to get married to this guy~ I’m not used to it even if I try.”
He smiled slightly with a kind face.
In this way, a book in the furnace is completely erased.
Saenggun station perforation.
“I guess it’s too late even now.”
She quickly packs her bags and runs out to follow her son, Namgungsu.
I was planning to deliver some delicious refreshments to Baekrin Uigak Incinerator who suffered through this incident.
Since he is a person who loves children, he will definitely be happy.
* * *
My work at Namgung Family is over.
Jin Cheon-hee received an enormous amount of gifts from the Namgung family.
Of course, half of it is gratitude and half of it is silence.
And now that Namgoongwoon has become the head of the family, he needs to treat his close friend Jin Cheonhee well.
Thanks to this, I decided to take the expensive and small items myself and send the rest via courier, but it was still a lot.
The farewell wasn’t that sad.
However, the children’s voices telling Jin Cheon-hee to come again next time somehow keep bothering me.
“I guess I’ll have to come visit again later.”
Somehow I ended up putting my finger on the line and making a promise.
Because Namgungsu cried.
‘I’m drawing Kang Ho-ra….’
It reminds me of the conversation I had with Namgoong Woon the day before.
While climbing the mountain, I suddenly looked back.
Even though I had climbed up quite high, I could see the Namgung family.
A large wall filled with houses of all sizes.
It was like a giant cell in itself.
Doesn’t that look like something on the verge of eruption?
‘It’s not an appreciation that can be made with a village gathered together.’
I felt like Sega itself was like a living organism.
‘Kangho. ‘Kang Ho-ra…’
Jin Cheon-hee repeated quietly and took a step forward.
‘Magyora.’
I think I’ll have to contact Ha-Ryun soon.
* * *
As soon as I returned to Baekrin Uigak, I finished my ablutions and immediately went to see my teacher.
“Oh, Lord Gak, they say he’s in a newly built building.”
“A new building?”
Because Baeklin Uigak is so large, building, demolishing, and repairing buildings is a constant task.
However, it is rare to build a new building without Jin Cheon-hee’s permission.
When I went there, the signboard said this.
[Cooking Research Department]
“Hmm?”
And surprisingly, in front of the study pavilion stands a wooden giraffe statue that Master used to carve as a hobby.
The giraffe statue was carved in one go without much trial and error, and even though it was not painted, it looked as if the legendary giraffe was alive and breathing.
Even though the statue exudes a sense of intimidation, it seems truly like a teacher…
‘Hmm.’
However, the presence of this has a different meaning in Baekrin Uigak.
‘Uh… So, this is for the teacher’s use only, so don’t come here.’
Didn’t you say that the great tiger marks its territory by scratching its claws on trees and rocks?
It’s roughly similar.
Master, you also mark your territory.
And everyone doesn’t go in because they don’t want to die.
This is because there is no one whose personal space is more precious than Baekrin Uigak Footnotes.
‘I guess I’ll have to go there.’
Still, the disciple must go in.
Because he’s a disciple.
When I went inside, steam rose up.
“Are you here? Hee-ya.”
“You immediately knew it was me.”
“He’s the commander-in-chief, he just left after work, so you’re probably the only one there. “I thought it was time to come back.”
The teacher was kneading dough with both hands, wearing an apron, which is rare for strong players.
A huge hand kneads the flour and the dough becomes so thick that no machine is needed.
Very exciting!
“It doesn’t look like you are studying Zen cuisine… What kind of dough is it?”
Master took off the dough and threw it away with a thud.
Isn’t the dough containing Muhak spread out as thin as a sheet of paper?
‘Oooooot!’
Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes light up in surprise.
“Now that I think about it, there’s something I need to pass on to you.”
“Is it martial arts?”
I tilt my head, wondering if it’s a martial arts skill related to cooking.
The teacher laughed as he admired the expression on the face of the smartest, stupidest, and craziest student in the world.
“Hahaha, how can that be possible? “This is something I learned a long time ago but have never done before.”
“That… ah… no way, this is!”
Jin Cheon-hee immediately realized what the Master was trying to create.
“That’s right. The pride of the original family. Gaepajosa’s vision. “It’s a dumpling.”
‘dumpling!’
The dumplings that are said to have been invented by Zhuge Gongmyeong!
“The secret to cooking dumplings is something that everyone in Sega should learn. “It has been improved and improved over generations.”
‘okay! When it comes to dumplings, I have three things to do!’
Jin Cheonhee clenched her fists.
It was like that. When it comes to dumplings, I go to Jegal!
In fact, in the past, the signature dish at the guesthouses run by the Jegal family was all dumplings.
There was a variety of dumplings, from Soryongpo to fried dumplings, and the taste of the dumplings was known as Ilmi.
“Today, I was making it again to teach you about the golden ratio pork and chive steamed dumplings.”
“I will help too. “Master!”
My mouth is already watering.
I can’t believe I can taste the dumplings that come down from the Jegal family.
Isn’t this a dream event that anyone who likes the Three Kingdoms will be happy about?
“of course. “Because you have to help and learn.”
Jin Cheonhee immediately changed her clothes.
As a cooking assistant, my student was a very good partner.
That guy instinctively knew how to cook delicious food. Simply put, it tastes good.
“It’s good because no one dies even if we just make this.”
Sometimes they mutter crazy things like this.
That must have been a lot of pressure.
Zhugelin thought.
While kneading the dough together, Jin Cheon-hee talked about what happened so far.
Things I saw in the Namgung family, things I heard, and things I came up with through my own thoughts.
The inference drawn by Zhuge Dynasty’s strategist.
The disciple was just kneading dough and telling stories that other sects would have paid thousands of dollars to hear.
“In that sense, I think iron ore prices will rise.”
“Does this mean that the Namgung family will prepare for war?”
Weird question.
However, Jin Cheon-hee knows that this is a trap set by the Master. It hurts if you eat it.
“hmm. Rather, it seems like the entire gangho will be nervous. The fact that the Namgung family suffered like that means that there is a high probability that there is a ganja in their family as well. On the other hand….”
“…If you don’t believe the claims of the Namgung family, you will have to be wary of the Namgung family, so you will be prepared accordingly.”
answer.
Zhugelin was satisfied with his disciple’s reasoning.
“Should we buy iron ore in advance? “I would like to use the profits I make to expand my herbal purchases.”
It meant that if Kang Ho-in tried to cause blood death, he would use the profits to make more medicine.
‘And the medicine will go to the civilians first.’
Isn’t Jin Cheon-hee intentionally laughing as if she was evil?
‘Good guy.’
This guy was forming a gang by stealing Kang Ho-in.
The teacher chuckled.
“The story that the Vice Minister of the Hwaju Pavilion was cured by the Baekrin Uigak Sogakju is famous in the rivers. Thanks to that, I was able to make a deal with a large herbal medicine company.”
“Oh, that’s surprising! “I can’t believe you responded so quickly.”
“That’s how big of a reputation Baeklin Uigak has built up. “For the top, this was the last drop of water.”
For water to overflow from a glass, the glass must be full of water.
A cup called Eunwon. The water called reputation.
And the incident became a trickle, and Baeklin Uigak obtained a large top.
“It’s a place with a lot of rare herbs, so you’ll be satisfied.”
“I need to notify the research center in advance.”
Jin Cheon-hee kneads the dough.
“Anyway, the Namgung family will be alive and well.”
“yes. Honestly, in that situation, it’s not easy to destroy the family danjeon rather than hide it, no matter how much it is a family rule, isn’t it?”
“yes.”
“Is that the spirit of Sega? “Something like protecting each other from generation to generation?”
“….”
At those words, Zhugelin is lost in thought for a moment.
“Well, I don’t really know the spirit of Sega. “Because I am that kind of person.”
Things like humans and human emotions are always difficult for Zhugelin.
Because calculation and understanding are always different.
There was a time when I thought that it might have been easier if the world were connected only by silver and circles.
Just kill and kill everyone with a sword.
It would be easier to stab each other until only one swordsman remains.
Zhugelin hated his father. I hated Sega.
At the same time, the loan had to be repaid.
A place where the scent has burned off.
Zhugelin understands hatred. I also understand the pain.
Because they were old friends who have been together since childhood.
However, that alone does not make a person.
Humans are just humans. Because it’s not a demon.
It is still difficult for Zhugelin to understand the human mind.
He just guesses and considers his students’ emotions by watching them laugh and cry.
Little by little, the feelings I was acquiring increased.
However, knowing it and completely assimilating it are two different things.
I know it’s strange.
But when has he ever lived looking at a place like this?
In the hellish pain, the genius distorted and distorted, finally becoming something outside of humanity.
Now we can’t go back to human emotions. There is no reason to go back.
Like the white smoke from the incense fire, Zhugelin’s hair also became the same color.
“I still don’t know, but I want to give you that taste.”
Is this also love?
Zhugelin thinks.
But one thing is certain.
This desire to build a pavilion for this guy and feed him dumplings is definitely the heart of the head of the family.
‘Someday, you will be able to continue the taste of Zhuge Dynasty with these hands.’
Jegalin thinks so.
Then he started teaching Jin Cheon-hee how to make dumplings.
It was a kind of succession.
Heading towards a future where Sega is evolving and changing.
Because it was a kind of differentiation.