episode_0529

No, isn’t Mr. Pastor a subordinate of the general?

Why are you reporting to me?

It was a natural thing for Pastor Yang.

How many days have you been marching together and you don’t know who your boss is?

“Who are you?”

“Well, if you say it’s Namga and Unssi, you’ll know.”

“… … ?”

Pastor Yang, who saw Cheong’s expression, seemed to have already heard the answer.

“I will kick you out.”

“No, don’t be like that. Bring it with you.”

I don’t know who it is, but Cheong doesn’t turn a blind eye to anyone who comes looking for him.

If you ask to see him, there must be a reason, but you can’t just kick him out.

Those two people appeared like that.

“Hmm. You-all? When were you here?”

“Sojeo… … .”

They are none other than Namgung Shinjae and Mo Yong Joo Hee.

Cheong tilts his head.

Why Namga and Unssi?

This is why pseudonyms are dangerous.

Even the person writing it doesn’t recognize it as his own name, much less a colleague’s pseudonym, which is something he completely forgets after a few days and wonders “what was your name?”

hmm. Did something grow?

They told me to go home, so why did they chase me again?

But we were in trouble together.

Since it was still a problem, wasn’t the request that he stepped forward and said he would handle it all by himself?

It was strange that when I told him to go home, he just said, ‘Hey, that’s great’ and just went home.

“I’m on my way after seeing Jin Sojeo off to the Murim Alliance. The old man said he would take Jin Sojeo to the priestess’ gate, so we rushed to join him.”

It was good news brought by an uninvited guest.

Yes, Jang Myeong is a baby, so the world is too dangerous for a baby who is only first-class.

At least you have to reach the peak to go sightseeing with a guide, it’s like a baby being released into the water.

I think it would be an injustice to the world if the world’s top martial artists heard it.

However, in the days when Cheong was also a first-class person, he lived quietly and sat down to cook leftovers and protect his crops from frost.

Still, since I was at the top level, I didn’t get beaten up by beggars or chased by farmers, so I thought that martial arts was a world where the strong took it all.

A first-class unmanned restaurant, the strongest takes all, that is, the exclusive right to non-perishable premium leftovers! The freedom to roast and eat rats, etc., with smoke and smells in the air! In addition, you have the right to freely roam the rice fields!

So I can say this with great confidence.

If you want to go out to martial arts, at least it’s the peak!

“Ah, sister. Would you like to try some of this? This is what is called Cheonsu Donpal Gongsan Tofu.”

“Huh? what? Soft tofu?”

“It is a dish made with boiled tofu and pork, stir-fried shrimp roe and bamboo shoots as garnish, and chicken broth poured separately.”

“Oh. hmm. are you okay. It’s smooth and delicious.”

“Soft tofu, mild tofu. Then, you are talking about this point. This dish is said to have a unique soft texture because it is not put in a mold and pressed, and it is said to have two jeokjang (jeokjang) sprinkled on it as a secret recipe for perineum.”

“Oh! What is this, is it really soft tofu?”

“This is called chwipijakdujang. It is fried sweetened tofu. It tastes even better if you dip it in condensed milk.”

“Hmm? Looks more like a snack than a dish?”

I would say that the amount of information coming in is definitely different when Zhuge Yi-hyeon is next to me.

It’s delicious even if you don’t know, but it tastes even better if you know.

“This is called Seokma tofu. If you like tofu, it is the highest quality tofu that can be compared to Joseon tofu.”

“eng. Joseon tofu?”

“Ah. Do you know Joseon tofu? Speaking of Joseon, it is a country of barbarians across the East Sea on the Shandong Peninsula. Tofu lovers make Joseon tofu, the best tofu that can be eaten with every meal.”

Cheong blinks his eyes.

No, suddenly soup in a place like this?

What is it, do I need to find the mastermind at least once?

But what is famous about tofu? Why tofu?

Well, the tofu from Jungwon doesn’t taste like home.

It’s somewhat mushy, somewhere between tofu and silken tofu, bland or salty, and has less of a soybean taste.

But this side of Joseon is not even my hometown, so what kind of soup is it?

It’s not like we’ve come to the past, it’s a pseudo-Central world, or a parallel world, or it’s in a game, but Joseon is such a mess.

Cheong just laughed it off.

Cheong just misses the cutting-edge spices and carbonation created by the most brilliant scholars in his hometown, but he doesn’t really miss his hometown.

Ah, thinking about it makes me want to drink carbonated beverages for no reason… … .

But, somehow, all I recommend is tofu.

Because the bittern used for tofu contains a huge amount of salt, it is difficult to make without seawater.

Therefore, all warm regions bordering the sea offer tofu as a specialty product.

“Oh, by the way, sister. Do you have any other external training exercises?”

“Huh? Outside attack? Specifically?”

Jegal Yihyun’s eyes sparkle at that.

In fact, the Qing that Zhuge Yi-hyeon saw was not that different, so I can’t imagine him secretly training his spleen muscles after eating and sleeping.

Then, it just means that it is an innate strength.

The best Tao in the world exists naturally without any processing, and this is the non-action nature spoken of in Taoism.

It is truly the power of inaction!

“But don’t you have great courage? At Sega’s training center, you lifted 250 pounds of iron weight with one hand, right?”

“Ah. that. I was a bit hesitant to show it to Hyang. Oh, how is Hyang?”

Jegal Yihyun’s eyes sparkle at that. also!

“Oh, that’s not even a word. If you whine every day about wanting to see your sister, wouldn’t you be very lovesick? Ah, yes! Would you like to stop by on your way back from Hangzhou and take a look?”

“Ah. Is that so?”

“But-”

“It is Hoenam beef soup. An unmanned person should eat meat, but how can an unmanned person use his strength when he only eats crumbs of ground beans?”

It was a blunt voice that cut off Jegal Yihyeon’s words.

“Hmm? That’s exactly what Sister Paeng says. And tofu is a complete food? Protein, well, I don’t know about that, but anyway, chicken white meat is better than beef, and tofu is better for strength training.”

“No, what about that? Is this the secret to dragon power? White chicken, tofu, oh, such a secret-”

“That’s it. Hoenam is an old word for ‘hoeum’. In other words, you can only eat noodles in this town, so eat them while you can.”

Paeng Daesan cuts off Jegal Yihyeon again.

I don’t know why, but to Paeng Daesan, this wandering bastard is somehow different from what he is now, and it bothers him with an inexplicable, unsettling feeling.

Even now, look, the guy who always behaved politely even though he talks a lot is now giving me a disrespectful look.

But Cheong doesn’t think much of it.

Jegal is a talkative guy, and San is a guy who usually talks a lot but is also good at buying food.

Rather.

“What are you? Why are you following me?”

“… … .”

“What, you’re not talking?”

And then Mo Yong Joo-hee was the one who snatched up the dish that he stretched out his chopsticks for.

“Oh no, I can’t use it then.”

“But, why is he here? Aren’t you trying to subtly slander our society?”

“He suited us better than Changbin, who only listed his name, although he didn’t agree with us.”

Now that I think about it, it’s a bit hard to say that we got along well.

Since I just sat with my knees in my arms and dozed off using white noise, should I say that I didn’t even go on a field trip?

Mo Yong-juhui’s face became tearful, so Cheong changed his words.

“But if you just look at the participation rate, it’s higher, right? Then you become an honorary member.”

“Sojeo… … !”

“Sseu-eup. Whoever wants. I can’t admit it.”

“Then shall I ask you a question? Now, members of the Bangeomssangdaohoe, those of you who agree with Moyong Sojeo becoming a member of this meeting, raise your hand!”

Four hands, including Cheong, raise their hands, and only Dannan snorts in excitement.

Just like that, Mo Yong Ju-hee suddenly joins the Bangeomsangdaohoe.

Meanwhile, the general was trembled.

How far does Mama’s relationship extend?

Look at the faces of the young people gathered here.

Namgoong! Pang! Moyong! Jegal! sugar!

Since all the descendants of the five great generations of martial arts have gathered together, aren’t they true friendships that come to help in the most difficult times?

Of course, their intentions are obvious.

It is said that government affairs are inviolable, but even if the two do not invade, they do help.

This is the harmony between the administration of the country and the actual ruling power of the local noble family, with each other looking at each other and mutually supporting each other.

By the time they reach the age of five, they are of great power, so they almost never bow their heads to the level of a quasi-po-jeong-sa, but mama is a person worthy of being compared to a po-jeong-sa!

Therefore, even the arrogant families of the five major families have no choice but to gather together and claim to be close friends.

The general’s loyalty grows.

It was the moment when Cheong’s loyalty, which had shrunk little by little every time he gently stroked her swollen stomach after eating a lot or when she immediately showed signs of sleeping, rose up again and touched the sky like a kite in front of a strong wind.

Of course, we do not yet know what result the general’s dedication will bring.

Since I have a longer and stronger rope than anyone else, I might be able to fly high.

Or maybe it’s too close to the sun and is destined to burn up.

So, after the noisy banquet, the general came out and quietly asked.

“Um, mama?”

“Yes?”

“It’s a presumptuous thing to say, but I wonder if there are any membership conditions for the Bangeomssangdohoe… … ”

“En.”

—-

After eating well and playing well, the group heads to the next city.

Taeju!

This city, located in the center of Jiangsu Province, has a surprisingly unremarkable history.

Even though it has been around for over 2,000 years, there are no notable figures and there are no significant traces left behind in Jungwonsa Temple.

If I had to pick one, I would say that there are many wonderful caves.

And Cheong-eun, um.

It’s a matter of life and death now.

It’s ruined.

The awning of the duel arena has now taken on a form similar to a very large, portable pavilion.

Wouldn’t the entire direct lineage of the five major families occupy the place?

No matter how bitter I am over losing my child, father, teacher, and close friend, I have no desire to commit suicide by jumping into a blazing fire pit as spicy as hell.

Because resentment is only meaningful when revenge is taken.

This is one of the few advantages of being a midfielder.

At least the middle-born person does not let resentment lead to self-destruction, so when he swallows his resentment, he tries to resolve it somehow, and when he is at a disadvantage, he knows how to withdraw and look forward to the future.

Even though this resentment is hotter than any other nation, it even has the rationality to offset it with greater joy and gain!

So, I want Cheong to get rid of his friends.

It’s a matter of life and death just for me to go to the border, and with the cooperation of the general, it’s actually not that dangerous.

But because of them, life and death were different.

I also had the intention of putting an end to some grudges, but how can I know what these really blind people will do?

So Cheong’s heart is anxious.

hmm. Do you think it would be better to go to Suzhou and head to Hangzhou alone?

But it will come after you soon, right?

Since Eonyeong didn’t tell me the time, if she came back in the middle of the night, but since Nan-ah and Mo-yong Sojeo were sleeping together at night, then she wouldn’t have known… … .

But, let alone removing it? why?

When I woke up, for some reason there had been one more person.

“Preface, small work. It’s been a while.”

A smile that seems vague and like a wild flower.

A faint presence that doesn’t seem to be particularly noticeable no matter where you are. To put it in a good way, you could say it’s comfortable and plain, but whatever.

Suddenly, I had an auditory hallucination that sounded like a growling sound of a small dog breed like a Chihuahua.

“Shhh, it’s me. I can’t use it. Polite Soser? Yes, what’s going on here?”

Then Gongsun Yaye holds Cheong’s hand.

“Preface I heard that Sojeo is going to do big things. As a friend, I thought I should help. My hometown is in Nanjing, so it’s right around the corner.”

“Uh, um. thank you. But it can be dangerous.”

“I have also put in a lot of effort to catch up with the preface. Since I had an epiphany not long ago, this must have been Heonwonsangjenim’s will to help Seomun Sojeo. Even if that’s not the case, I really want to help.”

This was one of the reasons why the adults of the Murim League said that Cheong was beautiful.

Friendship, which stimulates the pride of a warrior, is both a soft whip and a tasty carrot that in itself leads the later exponents of the political faction to practice and raise their level.

Of course, the biggest one is the natural instinct of a person who kills people with age.

anyway.

Gongsun Yaoye’s smile may be delicate, but his kindness is so brilliant that it shines like a ray of light.

So what can the Qing, which is weak in favor, do?

“Uh, that’s it. Um, did you eat breakfast?”