Episode 714:
If the Three Ways of Fortune are to follow, Jin Tianxi will have to open a store and wait for good luck to come.
But isn’t this the act of kidnapping good luck?
“ha ha ha! Master. A true strategist must even bring luck. This event is for that purpose!”
What went wrong with my student?
‘Maybe even in the other world where this guy was supposed to be, that guy was like that.’
If it was a place that followed human principles, I would have definitely heard that this guy was crazy there too.
Zhugelin thought so to himself.
“ruler. Then, Master. Let’s start this disciple event.”
“okay. “I want to do it.”
Zhuge Lin sat at the head table and looked at Qin Tianxi with tired eyes.
Jin Cheon-hee goes down the platform.
There are already a lot of people gathered here.
Zhuge Lin was not the only one sitting at the head table.
Celebrities from Baeklinhyeon also came, and even Gaga’s Gawan came.
You may be wondering why Gawan is here, but the hot spring area where Baekrin Uigak is located has become very popular recently.
Gawan, who purchased land nearby, built a hot spring villa there.
Officials of the Empire Palga Gassise family are busy rubbing their hands.
Of course, the same applies to Zegalin.
Everyone was trying to win Zhugelin’s favor in some way.
“The successor to Uigukbaek is very remarkable.”
“This child is too much for Zhuge Mo.”
“Zhuang Tzu said, ‘Reverse, reverse, reverse.’ As expected, the disciple follows the path taken by the teacher.”
“It was something I grew up with. “I didn’t do anything.”
Zhugelin likes to praise his students, but he is harsh when he praises himself.
‘It’s not easy to please a blood relative.’
Jegalin, the best friend of Baekrin, should only go to the one tool that praises his disciples.
It’s easy yet difficult.
Gawan sat next to Jegalin.
“I am so happy to be here with you this time.”
An unprecedented event was taking place where eight people from the Empire came to watch the opening of a dumpling restaurant, but Zhuge Lin didn’t seem to think anything of it.
“He said he would do it, so I should let him do it.”
“Huhuhu, I heard that my daughter, Ga-Wol, is also learning well under me and is achieving outstanding results.”
Gawol’s Daily Chiwoljang.
It is natural that a family based in a seowon should support civil service, but he was so good that some say he had a talent for military service as well.
Jin Tianxi taught the basics and Zhuge Lin taught the applications.
Originally, Jin Tianxi was supposed to teach application martial arts, but since he was blind and even martial arts was banned, his teacher, Zhuge Lin, took his place.
That actually helped Gawan.
However, at night with my close friend Sima Hui, I shouted at Jegal and pounded the pillow with my fist, but that was it anyway.
It could be said that it was a strange relationship between a priest and a strange son.
“We are honored to be able to teach such martial arts. “It is a Hongbok from the Gasis family.”
“no. “I cannot tell you how honored I am to be able to entrust my daughter to Je-gal’s family.”
The two people looked at each other and then burst into laughter.
came out It was like that.
Social life secrets.
Apply gold lacquer on each other’s faces!
The important thing here is not to praise the opponent’s achievements.
It was necessary to praise the other person’s daughter or student.
And the effect was good.
The event started in a very friendly atmosphere.
Jin Cheon-hee started his speech wearing Susu’s clothes.
“First of all, Gawan Gaju, who graced this occasion, and my teacher, the owner of Baekrinhyeon! “We started this event with Uigukbaek in attendance.”
A lengthy speech began.
No one cares if the grammar is correct.
First of all, it has to be long.
Only then, when sleepiness began to fall on everyone’s eyes, did Jin Cheon-hee pick up the iron fruit and light a fire with a hot pot.
Grumble!
“Oooooot!”
“It’s starting! A dish from the legendary Gin Sosakju!”
“As expected, the spirit was quite strong right from the start!”
Everyone looks on with their fists clenched.
Among them, there were some dumbass warriors.
“I don’t know if it was just my imagination, but is it true that you started the fire by lighting a hot pot with your intention?”
“…I wonder if I’m mistaken right now. “It looks like they’re just using it to warm up hwahwa?”
“The knife cut… looks like three cuts were made at once without any force?”
It was like that.
The discerning warriors were shocked in a different way.
“I heard you lost your eyesight for a while, but it seems like your achievements have been remarkable. “How can I do that without any history… why…?”
I don’t know how that is possible.
But isn’t it already happening right before our eyes?
“No, then you can’t show that level of passion by dancing or sword dancing, so why are you showing it by making dumplings?”
The voice suddenly becomes louder.
At that time, I felt a cool sensation stabbing me under my uvula.
When he turned around, he saw Zhugelin looking at him.
“Sigh…!”
Because of his fearful life, he hallucinates that he is being eaten by a snake.
Die, die, die. Is. all.
Darkness came. I thought it was a hex, but it wasn’t.
It is simply an image created by oneself in the face of extreme fear.
Only when he was on the verge of incontinence did Jegalin look away and Mu-in close his mouth. The other elders thought as they looked at him.
‘Blood-blooded personality… indeed.’
‘…don’t he know that this situation, where the disciple is showing his sincerity while making dumplings, is not normal!’
Be that as it may, Zhuge Lin was empty-handedly fanning his hand and laughing, saying that his student’s cooking was perfect.
The student cooked with confidence thanks to the full support of the teacher.
So the dumplings go into the steamer.
The fried rice that went with it also shone golden.
Here, they even make a spicy beef jjamppong soup.
Clap la la la rock!
Putting even a drop of soup in the flower pot without splashing it is clearly the realm of intention.
The whirlpool of red jjamppong takes on the taste of fire one by one, forming a dragon frame.
“…Is that also martial arts?”
“A certain chef is ordering a whirlwind dragon mold for soup.”
“…It is truly the light of day.”
bang!
In an instant, the dishes to be served to everyone gathered at the venue were completed.
“If you want more, please tell me!”
Yuho, who was dragged out, handed a bowl to everyone with a sour expression. Then Yuho saw it.
‘Is that bastard Sima Hyeon?’
The old woman in the back row was definitely Sima Xuan.
Does this mean that the use of force has reached its peak and even the smell has reached a point where it can be hidden?
However, you can’t fool Yuho’s eyes, which can see through the evil spirit’s counter-use techniques.
‘Well, I guess I’ll just have to pretend not to know.’
When I saw that Jin Cheon-hee was also deceiving and secretly eating, I decided to leave him alone.
Due to Haomun’s internal circumstances, it seems that he shouldn’t be found out that he is here.
If you think about it, how much did that guy cling to the idea that his brother was blind?
He even bought a manor in the village below Baekrin Uigak.
So naturally, Hao Wen had no choice but to say something.
Nevertheless, it was quite strange to see him applauding after going to the extent of insisting that he would attend his brother’s opening ceremony.
‘Crazy guy.’
Anyway, I pretend not to notice and put down the bowl, and I see Sima Hyun, or rather Sima Hyeon, an old woman in disguise eating with twinkling eyes.
He was savoring it as if he didn’t want to miss even a single grain of rice.
It was then.
[Yuho, you worked hard. I will also make you one of Yuho’s special dumplings.]
Jin Cheon-hee sent a message.
These are dumplings that have had the meaty smell removed after a thousand days of cooking.
It is a luxurious thing in itself to use the precious Cheonilchwi to remove meat odor, but the scent is so fragrant that after making and steaming dumplings, the alcohol disappears and only the scent remains and permeates the meat.
Of course, even if you consider the cost of the ingredients alone, the price is ridiculous.
He says he will make it for Yuho.
[What about the master?]
[Master said he likes these dumplings made here.]
Cooking meant not only taste, but also memories.
That’s why Jegalin wants to remember what this strange disciple does for a long time.
[It’s done. Then, give me the same.]
[Yuho, it might not suit your taste, but
is it okay?] […Because it’s a hassle.]
[Okay.]
Jin Cheon-hee said that and took the dumplings out of the steamer.
Dumplings just like the ones here.
“Wow, all the dumplings!”
“Are you sure it’s okay to sell this at this price?”
“Don’t be mistaken. “It’s because Il-gwang made it, and if another master made it, it would taste different even with the same ingredients.”
Everyone was excited and enjoyed the food Jin Cheon-hee made.
Jin Cheon-hee whispered to Yu-ho.
[Dessert is hotteok. This was going to be more expensive than the price of rice, so I made it without worrying about the unit price. There will be very few stores that have this menu anyway.]
Another strange word is used. Still, Yuho understood roughly.
Jin Cheon-hee closely observes and focuses on boiling oil, like a surgeon performing surgery.
Carbohydrates + sugar has always been right.
Especially when you fry it!
Wicked Rep. Kang Ho started frying hotteok.
Chiiikik –
And there’s even sugar-covered sweet potatoes!
‘I want to go to a highway rest stop.’
It tasted like something from my hometown.
* * *
There are about seven restaurants in Baeklin County that serve dumplings as their main dish.
Seven may seem like a lot, but Baekrin County already boasts an enormous amount of land.
In fact, it is quite small.
“I came over two dumplings just to eat one!”
“I got over three!”
It was like that.
In a world where climbing a mountain every day to go to a school is not something to be proud of, walking this far just to eat a dumpling is truly an incredible feat.
However, the desire to experience something new transcends time.
People stood in line to eat dumplings.
“It’s delicious, but I’m wondering if it’s not at the same level as waiting in line to eat it…?”
A situation arose where one had to wait for a very long time.
“Still, it’s good to eat it. “I’ll have to wrap the remaining dumplings in a bamboo container and eat them with my mother.”
With the foundation laid, it was time to move on to the next task.
‘Is all that remains now large-scale farmland reclamation?’
Farmland clearing.
It was one of the first things that most people who governed the country did first and one of the things they continued until the end.
“Do you really want to go like this?”
Jin Cheon-hee answered Mu-wol’s question.
“huh. “Let’s give the farmland that I cultivated to myself after three years.”
“Why don’t you give it to me right away?”
“If you pay immediately, taxes will be incurred. Poor people don’t have money to pay taxes, right? And reclamation is not something that can be done in one year.”
A friend of mine who made a field by pushing a mountain overseas said that.
They say land reclamation is not something people can do.
No, machines can’t do it.
No matter how many trees are cut down and roots pulled out, new stones and roots are constantly discovered.
Then, more than once, I ended up getting hit by a tractor.
Then you must receive A/S.
Some people get a technician’s license and do repairs on their own, or they repair vegetables by eye without a license, but beginner farmers just call a repair technician and waste money.
“It’ll take 3 years to finally be usable, right?”
“We will provide food in the meantime.”
“huh. You need strength to clear land. “I will support you by releasing rice.”
Muwol frowned slightly.
“Are you okay? “An inspector may come down from above.”
“I don’t like it when people use it for free. Later, you will receive 60% of your income. “It’s the price of rice, the price of land, plus taxes.”
“…There must be a lot of people who would say that.”
“Only the poor will be accepted. “Not for the common people who already own land.”
Muwol looked at Jin Cheonhee walking ahead.
‘This kind of thing is like a sword.’
Even if he is blind or loses his inner strength, he always does the same thing.
I couldn’t figure out what was at the end.
‘I’m sure they’re not trying to create paradise on earth.’
Doesn’t Jin Cheon-hee know better that that is impossible?
Nevertheless, the reason so many people follow him is probably because of the hope that they can create a better tomorrow than yesterday.
Muwol liked Jin Cheonhee like that.
so that.
“What is for dinner tonight?”
“Buldojang.”
“Oh, how luxurious.”
“You have to eat well to work well. Hehehe!”
Eunkong was smiling like a villain again today. Still, I was always grateful for the government officials’ concern.
“…and Master said he cooks himself.”
cancellation.
‘I might be lazy tonight.’
You have to survive. No month!
