episode_0573

Originally, we planned to start after a light breakfast and diligently climb the Daeseol Mountains.

So, three bowls of easily digestible porridge, and since I’m bored eating only porridge, I have a soup, or rather a soup and dosakmyeon? Oh my god, this is impossible! But a twist like this is always welcome.

Eating only food makes me feel empty and doesn’t feel like a meal, so I finish a simple breakfast with just five simple dishes.

And finally let’s go!

He was about to do so, but wouldn’t Dantujuk, the head of the Tang family, come out and stop Cheong?

“Sweetheart, you’re not trying to cross the mountain range like this, are you? How do you know how to get through that barren land of snowy mountains?”

“Uh, wouldn’t it be okay to just find a direction? You just have to climb the mountain… … ”

“Oh my gosh. Since you are not from Sichuan, you may not know. It’s not a land you can get to just by doing it and looking at the stars to get direction like in other places. It’s not an easy land even if you’re an expert if you don’t have a guide.”

“Hmm. It’s been that long since Mt. Cheonja over there.”

“Still, there is no ice at the top of Mt. Cheonja. If you climbed over 1,000 strangely shaped cliffs and there was no way down, would you go back down again? How many days does it take to do that a few times? Among them, there are well over 40 peaks that are as high as 2,000.”

However, like the memories of passing Cheonjasan Mountain in Cheongdo, I didn’t come here without thinking, thinking that I could just pick a direction and keep going. I had heard that there was a road leading up to Cheonghae along the river.

The saying that Sichuan is a fortress of heavenly beauty was already said a thousand years ago, when the Yu Clan, Jo Clan, and Son Clan had paved the world for the Sima Clan.

Isn’t it now after roads have been paved for people (and only people) to come and go here and there?

It’s just that it’s a bit rough and dangerous, but it’s the standard for civilians, so it’s okay for warriors.

Even these chicks, who are embarrassed to be called top-notch dancers, still have some talent.

If it was too dangerous to go in the first place, the teacher would have stopped me from going.

“They said they’ve found a helpful guide and will come around lunch time.”

“Well, thank you for your words, but-”

“Yes! Since you’re in Sacheon, shouldn’t you try Sacheon’s famous food, Mala Ultimate Soup?”

He was somehow suspiciously desperate.

But Cheong couldn’t sense that –

“Gasp.”

I was so surprised that I didn’t even have time to feel suspicious.

oh my god! That’s right, I forgot about that!

If you come to Sacheon, how can you not eat Mara Ultimate Soup, then there is no point in coming to Sacheon?

When you think of Sacheon, you mean Mara Ultimate Soup, and when you say Mara Ultimate Soup, you mean Sacheon. Sacheon exists because Mara Ultimate Soup exists.

Even in Qing’s hometown, there is a city built for bakeries.

The bread was so delicious that people couldn’t leave and lived in the surrounding area until it became a city. This was a fact that appeared in Subak Island.

“Uh, but wasn’t he someone whose reservations were filled on a yearly basis? Was it not a year, but a season? Even if I go now, I’ll have to push someone away. I’m sorry that you probably came with high expectations.”

Dantujuk internally swallows his admiration.

I felt this before too, but the child is so polite and good-natured that he has already become an adult.

Even though my baby is the cutest thing in the world, it would be nice if he could follow Cheonhwageom’s example just a little, just a little.

How could that crazy dog have a disciple like this? Where in the world is this kind of law? No, isn’t it?

Since he’s such a disciple, he’s holding up well under Yeo Gwang-gyeon, otherwise, I think he would have broken his danjeon long ago, descended the mountain, and run away.

“We have made a reservation once a day in the name of Dangga, so we are taking turns eating it once at Dangata. Wouldn’t it be okay to postpone your turn one by one?”

This wasn’t a lie.

After going through a mess the other day, I made a reservation for one seat per day, and it was my daughter’s utmost love that told me not to get caught up in a pointless argument by carelessly postponing someone else’s turn like last time.

Why make fun of people who already have reservations? They are accepting applications for Dangata and asking them to try it at least once.

“Hehe, then despite the shame. Seup. gulp. Ah, I’m already drooling.”

Dantujuk smiles at him.

Even though he’s not as cute as Aah, he’s quite a cute kid.

It’s really nice to see them show off their charms so beautifully that my mouth is watering after they started cooking in the morning and ate such a grand meal.

“Gulp. ah. It reminds me of it, so I want to eat it quickly. You haven’t tried it, have you? Is it truly a taste worthy of being called the ultimate soup?”

Dantujuk stopped at that.

… … It’s cute, right?

—-

“Maratang. It’s not even cooking in the first place, is it? Is it worth making such a fuss?”

“No, it’s really delicious?”

This is Paengdaesan Mountain, where people had to listen to the praise of marathon soup all morning.

In the first place, you have to eat a real delicacy without any explanation to taste it, so making something special and raising expectations can be said to be the worst of all.

Thanks to this, I feel like I’ve already eaten a hundred bowls of malatang.

Paengdaesan is not particularly picky about food, but as the eldest son of the five generations, it can be said that he has extensive gastronomic knowledge.

The children of these famous families, whose taste threshold has soared through the sky thanks to precious food since childhood, are the true gourmets.

This is different from the owner of a dog-like view of food who has a dog-like tongue, so no matter what you eat, as long as it is good enough for a human, he will scrape it up and eat it, and even lick the plate to clean it.

Thus, the evaluation of a true gourmet.

Mara?

Yam is called chopi, and it numbs the mouth slightly, as if it is astringent, and clouds the sense of taste.

The purpose of washing your tongue with tea during a meal is to enjoy a richer taste, but how can it be proper food if you add ingredients that ruin your sense of taste in the first place?

Isn’t there a theory that people in the private sector boiled watery ingredients and added spicy seasoning to hide the spoiled taste?

So, foods with the two letters “ma” on them are never considered proper foods.

It was a harsh assessment of Paeng Daesan.

Anyway, the Lord of the House said-

‘I’ve found a helpful guide, so he should already be at the reservation room. He is the person who will give me directions in the future, so it would be better if we could at least have a meal together and get to know him. Wow.’

It wasn’t wrong.

No matter how much money is exchanged between the employer and the employee, if they become close, they will be more comfortable.

Of course, that wasn’t entirely true, because there were a lot of bastards who had a high probability of turning into robbers when it came to guiding the midfield.

The guide I saved from the party won’t do that, but anyway.

So I opened the door to the separate room.

And Cheong realized why the old man from Danggaju had bothered to stop me and encourage me to go and eat lunch.

“eng. freedom? Isn’t it freedom?”

For an average person, this is a dizzying situation.

I opened the door and saw the king. Since he came first and was waiting, I don’t know how long he waited.

But Cheong is no ordinary person.

If you come out freely and not because of the King, then you are free, but not because of His Highness the King.

In fact, even if it wasn’t Cheong’s idea, he himself was of the same rank.

“What, somehow. I was still worried about leaving without seeing your face.”

“Was it something you thought about? I was quite disappointed that he didn’t show me a cold face.”

“So what do you do? I can’t go out to play openly.”

Freedom also agrees with that.

Even if Cheonhwageom hears about it from the king, it will only be an unnecessary rumor and it is not something that can be welcomed by either Qing or Jayu.

“And the way you spoke was like that?”

“Ah. right. Right. I forgot. But-”

As I was about to say something about freedom, I stopped what I was saying when I saw Paeng Daesan entering the room a beat late.

“Um.”

Paengdaesan’s eyebrows twitched as well.

The two men’s eyes meet uncomfortably.

“Ugh.”

Meanwhile, Tang Nan-ah lets out a suppressed sound.

“The baby stands up. This is freedom, my friend. Freedom, you know that, right? This is Gyeonpohee, my um, sister, ugh.”

Gyeon Po-hee’s expression is smiling and bright.

I love it so much that it is worth sacrificing my hands and feet to summon chicken meat.

Still, physiologically, ugh.

Cheong shook off his goosebumps and continued the introduction.

“It is called Seoliri Sojeo and Bingseolhwa. Ah, you know the most handsome man in the world, right? Jade Kirin. It’s Pangdaesan.”

“Free.”

“It is swelling mountain.”

Paengdaesan just answered Ha-dae with Ha-dae.

But the man next to Jayu didn’t seem to think so-

“Oops! Fire-”

“Sit down.”

“Yes!”

However, it was immediately attached to the buttocks, and as Cheong remembered, what was it? I think he was someone who was called a bastard. Did you sleep well?

“They say they are going to Cheonghae, and Yang Sang-guja here knows the way well. I brought you here to pamper me a bit. After all, he’s the type of guy who just eats food.”

“Hehe, miss, it’s been a while. Please treat this poor little person like a dog. I will do my best with utmost steadfastness.”

Akabi. There is a difference of one letter.

Dogs and dogs are all dogs anyway, so it’s no different from hitting something, it’s no different from just hitting them. No, didn’t you just guess it right? I customized it.

“By the way, are you feeling okay?”

“You know that my body is strong, right? And now it’s almost completely healed.”

“Is the business so urgent that you have to bring your sick body along?”

“No? I’m just trying to get better on the way because it’s a waste of time to just sit still?”

The freedom is distorted by the feeling of wondering what I just heard.

It was also a common expression among those who heard Cheong’s efficient time management.

“What on earth are you saying?”

The way he speaks seems to be leaking out as if he is embarrassed.

“Why. Since you can’t practice lying down anyway, wouldn’t it be better to move by borrowing someone else’s, or even a friend’s, feet?”

“… … ?”

“Oh, anyway, how have you been?”

Just like that, the two of them asked how they were doing, and time passed by in a blur, with one woman looking irritable, two women with no thoughts, and a man with an uneasy mood.

“Oh, aren’t you the Cheonhwageom lady?”

“How are you, Suksu?”

“Phew. It’s not easy. I’m trying to think of an ultimate Mara Ultimate Soup that will surpass the Mara Ultimate Soup, but I can’t find the inspiration.”

“Oh wow.”

Already standing at the top of the marathon, he is thinking of surpassing it again. He has a mindset worthy of discussing being the best. Is that how he can be labeled as the best in the world?

I’d like to add something, but I can’t think of anything in particular, so how can I give advice to someone who has already reached the ultimate level of marathon training?

So lunch.

“Oh. This is delicious. Now, this is what I think is the most delicious. cow? It’s beef, right?”

“If it’s delicious, Heemae should eat it… … ”

It’s Gyeon Po-hee, who picks and puts it on Cheong’s plate, saying it’s the most delicious.

“This. It tastes strange. It’s bitter.”

It seems that Seoliri doesn’t like it.

I thought I would like it because it was a hot soup, but the subtle furrow between my eyebrows seemed to indicate that the spicy taste of the groundhog didn’t suit my taste.

“Heng. Is malatang bitter? What kind of kid are you? Would you like some sweets?”

Next to Seoliri, who was continuously gulping down tea, he was the one laughing out loud.

I don’t know what eating malatang has to do with being an adult.

ah. Is that so?

Do you think malatang is bitter? That’s because you grew up smoothly without any problems. After going through a lot of sour things, it just feels like refreshing beef stew?

Of course, Gunyeong would have been very bitter, so she may not want to make it bitter by eating it.

Anyway, since there were many other dishes besides malatang, I guess I gave up early.

hmm. It’s delicious. Once you get used to it… … .

It’s so sad that we can’t eat and share delicious food together.

Anyway, the Mara Ultimate Soup I had for the first time in a long time was truly the ultimate.

“Hmm. Would you like to stop by next time and at least use cotton thread like last time? The guys hanging out in the house are also making a fuss to see you, so just stop by at least once to see the situation.”

“Hmm. Because my teacher told me not to use cotton thread. But if I ever come to Sacheon again, I’ll take it at least once.”

Still, coming to the neighborhood and seeing each other’s faces somehow gave me a warm feeling.

To be quite honest, I actually didn’t think anything of it. Oh right! There was freedom too. That’s right, I felt like I had a friend like that.

“Should I follow along now?”

“Uh huh. I can’t use it.”

“Couldn’t you at least tell me to follow your words?”

“Then they will really follow you.”

“Chit.”

I left Dannan-ah, who was dripping with regret until the end, and although I was half a day late, it was still a very rewarding time.

It’s a little doubtful, but now that I have a competent guide, I might be able to come back with the benefit of shortening the schedule even further, rather than being half a day late.