episode_0107

When people say prehistoric times, they are not just referring to the past.

It meant the era before history.

This was before humans invented writing.

It represents the dawn of humanity, an unknown time when no records are left.

But surprisingly, the only records left before prehistoric times were:

The technical age of the record is estimated to be over 10,000 years old.

It was the established theory in the academic world that these were records left by advanced human beings before mankind.

It is the Hwandan Gogi (桓檀古記), which records the history of the Hwan Empire, humanity’s first utopia, the nation of preceding humans who built the first empire.

The truth about this hwandan meat is shown in Subak Island.

Of course, there are many people who misunderstand and do not understand the reality of this Huan Empire.

They are a people who have transcended the three thousand worlds spoken of in Buddhism, gone beyond the nine heavens of Taoism, and reached the heavenly world.

If intelligence is expressed in numbers, it is naturally impossible to understand criminals with an IQ of less than 1,500.

Only geniuses with an IQ of 1,500 or higher can understand that the Hwan Empire is omnipotent and omnipotent and the progenitor of all modern humans on six continents.

The only intellects that could dare to compete with these geniuses would be other groups of geniuses who realized the truth that the world is flat and set out to enlighten themselves.

As a side note, because polar opposites ultimately come together, it may be impossible to distinguish between a genius, an imbecile, or an idiot.

According to Hwandan Gogi, Maratang is a traditional food of the Korean people and has been loved for a long history since it first appeared under Sindansu.

This malatang spread to the central plains and formed a primitive form of food called mochae.

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Mochae is a traditional food of Sichuan.

Baskets containing hot soup and all kinds of garnishes were carried separately, and when a customer ordered, they were combined into one bowl and served.

It was also the food most loved by customers who were looking for a variety of ingredients, even if the quantity of each item was small.

And as it developed from mother-chae and came out again, malatang came out again, and this can be said to tell the principle of the world cycle in which malatang becomes mother-chae and mother-chae becomes malatang again.

And the ultimate marathon, the best in the world of Danggeum, was right there.

Changryong, the king of cooking.

Jaejoong, the best student in the world.

There were as many as two signboards for the restaurant.

In addition to the name, which is unusual for a restaurant name, there is even an additional signboard attached below it.

“But he is the best master in the world. Grandpa, do you know who decides such things? Are you just a person with great pride? Or do the masters stick together and decide the ranking?”

“I don’t know either. I haven’t heard of such a custom in Jungwon.”

Choi Lyon was equally curious.

It was then.

There was someone who naturally answered that question.

“That’s what they call the final winner of the World’s Best Cooking Competition.”

“Oh wow. The World’s Best Cooking Competition.”

After admiring Cheong, he tilted his head.

“It’s strange. Just hearing the name makes my heart race, so why have I never heard of it?”

“It’s a cooking competition to select the best chef in Sacheon, so does someone from a foreign country have any idea?”

“Ah. But why is it the best in the world? Then isn’t it the Sacheon Best Cooking Competition?”

“That is why Sichuan cuisine is the best in the world, so the best chef in Sichuan will also be the best chef in the world.”

“You will have to listen to the opinions of other provinces to find out. But who is our smart friend?”

Cheong had no taste for describing men and tended to dislike them, so the details were not important.

He was just a sickly young master with a pale complexion, miserable and weak, but also cute.

“Me? I’m um. Jangryu, soybean oil would be good. My name is freedom. What is your secret?”

Jang Ryu looked at the long willow branches hanging behind the palace and said.

The long willow branches were called soybeans.

There is absolutely no intention to hide that it is a pseudonym.

“So, Jang Yu, are you free? I have to do just one.”

“Do it freely. You’re not close to Mr. Jang.”

“Yes. freedom. I’m Cheong. Seomuncheong.”

Then Jayu grinned and answered.

“Good. Is it a preface? But why speak informally?”

“Because you did it first? Why, why?”

Cheong asked, putting his hand on the hilt of the sword.

This meant that if you provoke someone, do not use nice words, but use a knife.

When Jayu saw that, he smiled even more and continued speaking.

“To be honest, yes. but. Sojeo has a point, so I won’t buy my book.”

“Yes. freedom. I have a habit of not being friends with suspicious people. Thank you for the explanation, but shouldn’t we all go our separate ways now?”

“Don’t be too cold. From the looks of it, you too are going to eat Changryong’s Mara Ultimate Soup. It’s already like this, let’s just sit together.”

“Me? Why?”

“I hung up the Five Liquors, but I thought it would be a bit difficult to handle it alone. Would you like to help me?”

Orang Liquid Liquor is a famous liquor from Sichuan and was a famous liquor that even appears in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Meng Huo’s younger brother, Meng Yu, surrendered to Zhuge Liang in the mythical Operation Wooden Horse. Liang knew about this in advance and treated him with wine.

The liquor was so delicious that Mengwoo’s plan ended up being a huge failure as he tried to drink only the liquid liquor and passed out.

It was Cheong who liked drinking.

Since we learned about Sichuan’s famous liquor, even Qing, who had never properly read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, let alone read it three times, knew this.

“Are you Lee Bin? Isn’t it Lee Bin?”

Cheong’s eyes shined through the cotton thread.

If I didn’t use cotton yarn, old Choi Lyon would nag me so much that I couldn’t bear it.

“Of course. Isn’t it impossible to pair the food of the best chef in the world with unsavory alcohol?”

Yibin Oryang Liquor is said to be the most precious liquor among them.

There was even a proverb among drinkers that said Lee Bin’s five-liquid liquid was worth risking one’s life to drink.

Cheong also tried it a long time ago, but it was a rare item that could not be accessed just because it was a gold medal.

Cheong quickly nodded.

“When I think about it, true friendship is not shaken by even a little suspicion. Friend.”

“Friend… … . Feel so good. Very good.”

Freedom smiled brightly.

Cheong knew when he saw that.

Hey, you don’t have any friends.

Well then, I can safely take my friend’s money.

“By the way, who is the old man here?”

“Ah. Grandpa? Grandfather, um. You are the grandfather who listens to me.”

When I tried to explain Choi Lyon, that was the only thing that came out.

It was impossible for me to introduce myself as Daimaduiseo, a former member of the Demonic Cult’s Great Protection Law.

“Nora Choi.”

“Nice to meet you too, Noya Choi. Can I call you Noya?”

“… … Please do so.”

Choi Lyon, who was looking for freedom, responded like this.

Clothes made of metal, white face.

In addition, the sparse leaking of the lower part was completely natural, so anyone could see that he was a master from a very powerful family.

Three points there.

He had palms without calluses and his solar blood was the same as that of an ordinary person, so he was someone who had not learned martial arts.

So three more points.

A man talks to a woman carelessly, so he is deducted 5 points for being frivolous.

This is because he is easy-going and does not care about titles.

3 points because he doesn’t have any friends and doesn’t seem like an outgoing person.

With a total of six points, it was worth watching.

In Choi Lyon’s opinion, the minimum required score was 100 points.

It was a time when we were flirting and wanted to stop by Changryong.

Across from the entrance, there was a group of people staring at each other in crooked positions.

At first glance, the business did not look good, so Cheong could not suppress his curiosity.

“But, what are those people over there?”

“Ah. You mean those who break off their contracts?”

“Party breaker?”

“People whose reservations were canceled.”

Sometimes, if circumstances arise where we cannot receive guests, those who made reservations for that day have no choice but to cancel their contracts.

The problem was the post-processing.

Since reservations were delayed by a month and a half, guests either made reservations and stayed to eat Mara Ultimate Soup, or made reservations on behalf of others and visited on time.

Of course I felt bad because it was suddenly canceled, and I felt doubly bad because they gave me my advance money back and then threw it away.

“Just return the down payment and that’s it?”

“Then what should we do? Should I make a reservation for Dalpo to come back after half a day, or wouldn’t it be impossible to fill the seat by pushing away customers the next day? ”

“That’s right.”

Cheong nodded.

In the first place, restaurants are gangsters when it comes to good food.

Since customers were giving money and barely getting by, the rule was that the more prosperous a house was, the more they rested twice a week, even on public holidays.

“So what are you doing over there?”

“Aren’t you going to at least protest?”

“Well, they really have nothing to do.”

Cheong made a sound of wind escaping.

Of course, you would feel bad if your reservation was canceled, but is there any need to go out of your way to give them such fierce looks when they won’t respond anyway?

So, aren’t you just throwing away your mood and wasting your time?

So, they are people who have nothing to do.

… … There was a time when I thought so.

“Ibosho, sir, tonight’s reservation has been canceled because a valuable guest has rented a charter.”

“What?”

“I will refund your down payment twice.”

Cheong quickly took the bag.

The reservation deposit wasn’t small, but it wasn’t a huge amount either, so even if it was double, it didn’t feel like a windfall.

“My, my ultimate marathon… … .”

While Cheong was dazed, Jayu came to the front.

“Hey, there must have been a reservation under the name Shinhwi, but that was also canceled?”

“No, didn’t you hear me? You didn’t say that a valuable guest paid the lease.”

“What a precious guest.”

“How Hae Eo-hwa of the Tang family came in person. Is it okay?”

Yu’s expression hardened.

Meanwhile, Cheong’s stomach was boiling.

Yes, canceling, you might get in trouble.

Because you are a precious guest.

In the primitive, barbaric culture of China, how many times have we experienced situations in which even customers are treated differently?

But the cheapness was different.

How can we keep our eyes open when this guy named Jeomso says he’s sorry, he can’t even bend his back, but he’s too stiff, so take this and get out of there.

It was the moment when Cheong was about to explode.

“Yay.”

“Don’t do that, friend. In Sacheon, it’s not fun at all to be involved in the party’s events.”

“Price?”

“Sacheondanga of the Jungwon Five Great Families.”

“Ah. I’ve heard of it before.”

I heard a word from Paeng Daesan and Namgung Shinjae.

Paeng Daesan said they were stubborn and petty guys, and Geomwoo said they were the richest man in Sichuan, famous for his poison.

Panga is simple, and his likes and dislikes are clearly visible on his face. Looking at his disgusted expression, I wonder if he has been seriously hurt by Tangga.

It was Cheong’s idea that he could instill the talent of mind reading in anyone in the world, as far as facial expressions were concerned.

Anyway, Yu’s expression as he stopped her was so sad that it was almost like something you would see at a funeral.

Thanks to this, Cheong, who missed the time to get angry, had no choice but to come out of the restaurant in a huff.

And then, as if it were natural, they walked to the site of the contract breakers’ protest.

“Hey friend, where are you going?”

“Why do you want to see how precious you are to cancel other people’s reservations on your own?”

“Didn’t you hear that it’s Haeeohwa?”

“I know that much, right? A flower that understands words? What kind of pretty girl do you think she is? Then I should at least see your face.”

Then he asked back as if he was serious about freedom.

“You have a sword on your waist and don’t know Haeeodoghwa, a member of the Jungwon Five Flowers? Is your friend really a martial artist?”