Episode 842
“Baeklin County has its own laws. “You violated that law, so shouldn’t you follow me~?”
“Hoo, what law are you saying I broke?”
Sima Xuan spoke softly one by one.
“hygiene. The blood on that iron bar and that dirty towel bug. And even making the dumpling filling with unwashed hands. It looks like nothing has been kept~”
When Sima Hyeon questioned the hygiene issue in detail, Cheol San answered with a smile.
“Oh my. Soin didn’t know the laws of Baeklin County. Looking at the conversation rate, there is no problem as long as you don’t use spoiled materials, but…?”
Translated, it means, ‘Are the rules of your neighborhood above the laws of the Daehwa Empire?’
After saying that, he pretended to take something out of his pocket!
“This is the World Cooking Card given by the Emperor himself at the World’s Best Cooking Competition! With this authority, you can open a store and set up a street vendor anywhere!”
A passerby who was listening exclaimed in surprise.
“If you have the World Cuisine Club, you should go into the palace as a guesthouse, so why are you working as a street vendor dumpling vendor?!”
“Isn’t that really crazy?!”
On the other hand, Jin Cheon-hee was calm.
‘…Is it possible that the Emperor’s condition with colon cancer has something to do with this?’
It seems like you don’t pay as much attention to kitchen hygiene as you think.
No, it’s natural.
It wasn’t that long ago that humans first identified bacteria and started paying attention to hygiene in cooking.
‘I might just have made it clean in the competition.’
It was an imperial cooking competition, so everyone must have been keeping a close eye on it.
“If you think that way after seeing the emperor’s approval of the king, is it possible that the Zhuge family is arguing like this because their dumplings are not as tasty as the dumplings from Cheolsan?”
what?
Jin Cheonhee’s eyes widen slightly.
Cheolsan spoke louder, as if he had been waiting.
“this! What should I do? “The dumplings from Cheolsan are more delicious than the dumplings from your Zhuge family!”
A passerby mumbled at Cheolsan’s words.
“It’s just as I heard. They say they run at you like dogs to compete over dumplings…”
Normally, people would respond by applauding.
Since the yellow trophy was visible, I thought there would be cheers and people booing.
However, for some reason, passers-by’s trust in Jin Cheon-hee was absolute.
“It was delicious. “Those dumplings.”
“Anyway… How could Byeok-an Shinui come out?”
“But Byeok An Shin-ui is a member of the National Assembly, right? “Is it right to start a fight with a congressman over dumplings?”
It’s annoying.
“How do we know what geniuses think? So which dumpling is tastier?”
Just like this.
I thought it was going to be a hot sea of fire, but I guess they were trying to get out of line by saying, ‘I just accepted it as a joke until now, but if Soui-seon seriously hates it, stop eating the dumplings here.’
It was only then that Cheolsan realized that something was wrong.
‘Oh, isn’t this it?!’
Even though I took out the Emperor’s World Cuisine card, he reacted like this?
I had no idea that I would receive this much support from the people.
At that time, Jin Cheonhee’s mouth opened.
“…great.”
“hmm?”
“you. “The fact that you start an argument over cooking like this means you’re confident, right?”
“Hehehehe. That’s right. This is Geumbong Ilmi Cheolsan. We are proud that our dumplings are the best in the world. In fact, it has already been several years since Soin’s dumplings overpowered all the dumpling masters in the empire. In fact, I was feeling bored.”
It probably means the boredom of being the best expert in the world.
Cheolsan’s thick, Honam-style face with thick lines smiles.
“Then! “Now that the legendary Zhuge family’s dumplings have appeared, I have no choice but to come running.”
His eyes are burning and he looks at Jin Cheon-hee.
“Get to the point.”
A cold voice scratches the air.
I heard that a person named Ilgwang is always smiling.
Even if a crazy warrior comes and swings a knife, he laughs and pulls out the joint.
But what can I say about the man in front of me?
Gulp –
Cheolsan swallows his saliva without realizing it. There was a quiet eerieness.
It’s as eerie as a snowy mountain in winter.
I feel the sub-zero cold that quietly steals away my body temperature in the dark.
Is this the essence of daylight?
‘My heart is pounding. this.’
It’s creepy.
How long has it been since I felt this way?
Cheolsan’s instincts scream. Those eyes that look as if they will disintegrate into pieces if you take one more step forward.
It seems like they were successful in getting Sega involved and irritating their temper.
I can’t believe I can see this.
He replies with a grin.
“Cooking competition with dumplings. How is it?”
Jin Cheon-hee nodded at those words.
“great. That cooking competition. Let’s do it. “Dark Chef.”
A cold voice scratches his purpose.
But there is something strange about what you say.
Dark Chef?!
Cheolsan did not know what it meant.
“I don’t know what the dark chef means, but… I have to ask one question.”
And his expression became very serious.
“Jin Cheonhee. Are you the legitimate successor to the Zhuge family?”
The man who was speaking politely stopped talking.
This is not Governor Jin Cheon-hee, who holds an official position.
It was decided to treat Kang Hao’s Zhuge family’s small family.
There is no way Jin Cheonhee doesn’t know that.
“….”
Jin Cheonhee closed her eyes.
A deep anguish passes through the furrowed eyebrows.
However. I slowly opened my eyes as if I had decided on something.
“…That’s right. “He is the rightful successor.”
Anguish is evident in the voice.
However, now that I have revealed myself like that, I cannot back down.
“Hehehe. If so, fine. you and I. “Let’s find out who is the best dumpling master in the world!”
This guy. Serious.
The desire to be the best in the world when it comes to dumplings.
When it came to dumplings, he was more serious than anyone else.
However, Jin Cheon-hee, who dealt with him, was also serious in a different sense.
“I would call this battle a noble crusade. “Humanity’s food will never lose to the pathogenic E. coli, Vibrio, and Salmonella.”
He raised his hand as if he was taking an oath and pronounced each letter clearly.
A sincere desire to promote human health and hygiene.
I cannot forgive those who play with food!
That is Jin Cheon-hee’s sincerity!
However, the others became more and more uncertain about what daylight was talking about.
But heaven and sun!
Since Zhuge Se is a bastard, it’s only natural that something would be difficult for the average person to understand.
“The momentum is high. “Does Zhuge Dynasty’s Mandu dare to boast that it can defeat my Mandu, the Empire’s greatest enemy?”
Thus began a noble culinary crusade that will remain in human history.
“Dark Chef. “Go for it.”
Both eyes sparkled like blue jewels.
The dumpling showdown is in a month!
* * *
A dumpling showdown between Cheolsan, the world’s best dumpling master, and Jin Cheonhui, the head of Soga, Jegalse!
The rumor began to spread like wildfire.
Both in the powerful and in the private sector.
Among them, there was one person who was particularly interested in openness.
“Ilgwang is having a dumpling competition?”
“I heard you’re talking about that guy from Cheolsan.”
At that time, the elder Taesang Bangju walked over.
“Ilgwang is having a dumpling competition?”
In the past, young Jin Cheon-hee found him with his current owner, Seol-gyeon, and treated him for frostbite.
At that time, Taesang Bangju handed over the title of Ark to Seolgyeon and even prepared to die, but was treated with Ilgwang’s mysterious medical techniques and completed rehabilitation.
At that time, I was prepared to cut off my limbs, but all I lost was two fingers.
The old man is still correcting himself.
“Hoooo dumpling showdown. “It’s a dumpling competition…”
The beggars of the open space thought as they looked at Taesang Ark, stroking his beard and lost in thought.
‘Oh my, the old man’s favorite thing is dumplings.’
‘When you get dumplings from Baekrin Gaekjan, the first thing you eat is our Taesang Bangju…’
That was it.
Of course, beggars also have tastes.
Among them, Taesang Ark’s favorite thing is dumplings!
“Kuhm… It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Ilgwang and Ahae, so I guess it would be a good time to say hello. And shouldn’t you also say hello to Hwang-gu? “That noble bastard ate the food that Il-gwang made and then completely forgot about me… keuhmkeum!”
It was never because I was craving dumplings.
This is just a matter of respect.
Isn’t the old man expressing that point?
In the end, the quick-witted three-geolgae and four-geolgae quickly pleased the old man.
“sure. sure. “I’m taking this opportunity to eat some dumplings and say hello.”
“What does it mean to be kind?”
“It is Kangho’s kindness to meet you once in a while at times like this.”
The old man grinned, probably feeling flattered.
“Is that so too?”
He said that and at that moment, the afterimage of the old man disappeared as if dispersing.
A spirit art that has reached a new age.
“Wow, that’s fast.”
“As expected, dumplings are delicious no matter how old you are.”
The place where the old man disappeared.
The remaining open provinces prayed for Jin Cheon-hee’s well-being and Hwang-gu’s well-being.
* * *
The liquor festival plowed up Mt. Bukgungsan Mountain again today.
“Hey. You have to fill the financial hole yourself. “Isn’t that what he said?”
“How can I fill the hole where the blood vessel came out? Lord Ryeonju.”
Bukgungsansan, the evil spirit of the Sadyoryun, shed tears of blood.
In the meantime, there was an inexhaustible spring in Sadoryun.
A spring called Geumhyeolbang.
Now that such a gold-blooded room has left, the question is where to fill the void.
Because of this situation, Sa-noe decided to play his trump card.
“By the way, did you hear that Il-gwang is having a dumpling competition this time?”
“what? “Dumpling competition?”
Like the evil brain his nickname suggests, he decided to distract his boss rather than solve the problem.
“yes. I heard that Il-gwang and Cheol-san, who won the last world’s best shogun competition, will face off with dumplings. “Well, it has nothing to do with us.”
“….”
“Then I guess I should just go about my business.”
At that time, the elder Sulje got angry.
“…Why is there no relationship! That…what is it? The fact that your brother is holding a competition there means that the gold-blooded firefighter is also there! “Because I haven’t returned to Geumhyeolbang yet.”
“Yes.”
“I have to go on a business trip at least!”
The plan was successful.
Death Brain narrowed his eyes and said.
“Ah, then who should we send?”
“Who are you sending there? Ilgwang and Gwangmyeonhori are there, so why bother going and getting eaten by them? “I have to go.”
At those words, Sa-noe nodded and quickly flattered him.
“Oh, I see. “I guess there’s no one else who can go but Lord Ryeon.”
“This is true. “It’s so annoying!”
As he said, the old man’s steps quickened at the thought of eating dumplings.
dumpling. Dumplings of daylight!
There are people who have never eaten Jin Cheon-hee’s food, but those who have tried it even once are bound to come back twice.
* * *
When all the powerhouses are excited about that damn dumpling competition.
Zhuge Lin returned to Bailin County at just the right time.
At the entrance to Baekrinhyeon, for some reason, there was a giant Yuho toyong holding dumplings instead of beads.
I saw people eating a lot of dumplings, including fried dumplings, fried dumplings, and vermicelli dumplings.
Zhuge Lin’s impressions upon seeing this scene were as follows.
“Hmm, I guess you’re more energetic than usual.”
“I guess the bastard did something.”
“is it. Let’s see… I see what people are saying… Hmm? “Dumpling competition?”
In that moment, Zegalin understands everything the passers-by say, infers it, and immediately draws a conclusion.
It’s a miracle that is rarely shown in front of other people.
This is because many people were overly wary of Baekrin’s process of gathering information, saying that its appearance was foreign and not human-like.
That’s why I usually just shake my fan a little and don’t say my thoughts out loud.
But the person next to him is his servant.
Jegalin’s strange side is that he is rude and doesn’t really care.
“A dumpling competition. “Humans do really unpleasant things.”
“What may seem like trash to some is important enough to risk their lives to others.”
As Zhugelin said that, he covered his mouth with a fan and grinned.
“Anyway, Hee, you seem to be having a really fun life.”
To Yu Hao, Jegalin seemed to be enjoying this situation.
Isn’t that right?
His student is a madman who advances by destroying his teacher’s predictions.
No matter how many arrangements are made to suit that type of person, in the end, he is the type of person who burns himself in front of a person.
‘But what if the bastard only moves as the master predicts?’
You might get sick of it at some point.
Of course, there is no such thing as a teacher’s affection for his student cooling off, but it would still make Zhugalin’s life less fun.
It was like that this time too.
How could even Jegalin predict the dumpling showdown?
When I see my student grabbing a dumpling while seriously grabbing him by the collar with a guy who is probably one of the world’s top experts, I just laugh.
Besides, it’s not like the student’s life is at stake.
Isn’t it even happening right in front of us in Baeklin County?
‘You’re very excited.’
A tough world.
He predicted the movements of the Hyeolseongyo and used Gongsun Se as a chess piece to move and even talk to the Hyeolseons to read them.
I had to fight against those who lived far away.
Blood madness death.
When I came back exhausted, I saw that the disciple was having a party of his own.
I think I could make fun of my student for something like this.
‘It’s not joy for nothing.’
