episode_0585

“Um, do you know each other by any chance?”

Amukhaprap is impressed by that.

“This unclean beast, I don’t know myself.”

Amukhaprap does not know Qing language skills.

Even though I was able to understand a single word, even Jungwon people in Cheonghae sometimes only understand one word at a time.

expensive! clipping! expensive! No! expensive!

Or a back yard! fast! The mountain behind! urgent!

Of course, it may be possible for a doctor to understand, but it doesn’t mean that you know how to speak just by looking at a list of words like this.

“Lie! Hehe, you lured a very beautiful woman from Jungwon? Are you thinking about starting a family now? You said that the chief woman was the most beautiful, but I guess the teacher was also a man after all?”

“Go! And that stupid head! All of the beauty of the Jungwon people comes from Tobeon’s bloodline, that is, from Seojang’s great ancestors. Pure Korean blood does not exist!”

Tobeon was the country of Seojang, who existed approximately 1,000 years ago, and achieved the feat of even capturing Jangan, the capital and center of the central plains at the time.

He was the strongest country in the distant past, where even the central government trembled and treated him as an older brother.

Of course, the Qing does not know the history of other countries.

“Kkkk, it was ruined anyway, so our chief is like this now, but even if you say that, how is it any different from dirty masturbation? Isn’t that right, Master?”

“En.”

Master, I had a rough guess, but Cheong looked at Amukhaprap at the three blatant words that were hard to ignore.

“ is an ugly seed, practicing dog-like tricks. Pretending to be friendly to the great self. However, it has nothing to do with the bandits. This beast presents you with delusion.”

“It’s not that dog, um, but what did you teach it?”

“That’s not it. My merciful self found a beggar from my past. The merits of the great Buddha himself who gave and received the name of the law and saved his life.”

“No, you probably needed a slave who obeys well. Hey, do you know what this guy named someone else? ##, or to put it in Joongwon’s language, it’s like grinding nipples-”

“Gal!”

Cheong barely held back his laughter.

Gal refers to thick clothing and stone refers to protruding or convex.

“Sigh.”

Actually, I couldn’t stand it. What do I do when the laughter I can barely swallow overflows and leaks out as the monster screams at me?

Cheong opens his mouth with a slightly choked sound mixed with laughter.

“What is the name? Doesn’t it mean that you saved someone from starving to death? If it were me, I would be grateful if it was a lifesaver who gave me food at that time.”

“You handsome man. It’s also wise. Penetrating the truth is like a monk penetrating fruit.”

“Don’t be funny! He just needed a slave for me to work for! He gave a shallow dharma name to a subject he had gained and neglected it. If only he had taught ### those basic martial arts skills! By doing petty errands until my muscles and bones were all stiff, I was blocking my opportunity to become a master! Didn’t you even stop Saritasa from passing on the Vajra practice?

It is said that the sooner one learns martial arts at a young age, the better.

Because the bones were soft, it was the only time before the bone metamorphosis, the only time when the skeleton could change appropriately while practicing martial arts.

Is there only external attack there?

In addition, when the child has smooth communication between the upper, middle and lower Danjeon and the blood vessels are clean, the speed and output of the Danjeon itself increases significantly.

This is the same principle that usually states that once you are over the age of 20, it is difficult to achieve great results even if you learn martial arts.

“Um.”

In the first place, the main body of the quasi-temple where even monks learn martial arts is the Wurim sect, but just as the Shaolin Temple is closer to a sect than a temple, they took them in and prevented them from learning martial arts?

Wasn’t that a bit harsh?

Amukhaprap tsk tsk at that.

“You shameless beast, how can you blame yourself? Your miserable life has been replaced by the mercy of Buddha. The sentient being who was eating barley porridge with tears in his eyes suddenly changed his expression and became a fraudster. Before studying fighting, you should have studied the Buddhist scriptures and thanked the brilliant Vairocana Buddha, but you were only interested in martial arts, so you showed your resentment to everyone and made a fuss about it.”

“Well, that’s true too.”

Listening to Amukhaprap’s words, it also makes sense.

I rescued a dying man and brought him to him, but he seemed to have no interest in studying Buddhism or his duties as a monk, and just blurted out that he didn’t teach him martial arts.

Even if it were me, I wouldn’t think it would be a good idea to teach martial arts when those buds are so yellow.

“Even so, you shouldn’t have stopped it! Because of you-”

“No matter how outstanding your muscles are, if your heart is evil, you will simply be born as a Rakchal demon. The foolish people who were greedy for making cilantro right away and made a fuss, ended up creating a beast.”

For some reason, he’s a monster who keeps talking nonsense.

However, I wonder if his face is a bit thick when he is talking about a topic that is so crazy about absorbing magic attacks.

If you do it yourself, it’s Buddha’s will, but if someone else does it, it’s evil greed? Could it be that this is the state of bad karma?

Anyway, he was taken away and prevented from learning martial arts, so there is no doubt that he was a truly heartless teacher.

“No matter what, isn’t it crossing the line to poison and try to kill someone? He was trying to give me a strange legal name, like a cow, but he wasn’t the type of person to hold a grudge or force me if the fish cake guy refused. In the end, isn’t the fish cake’s martial artist getting greedy and saying something else after accepting the name Steel Nipples?”

“Ha. I can’t understand.”

Then, the leader of the thieves with an embarrassing name lies down on his back.

This means that if you are going to kill, kill quickly.

“Kkkk, how can a bitch with a full stomach understand? Since he wields all kinds of powerful martial arts, he must have laid the foundation through beolmosesu from a young age and learned martial arts before writing. Do you bitch know what hunger is? And do you know the sadness of having no strength and having to go hungry?”

“You’re funny. If someone picked me up when I was getting spit and beaten with sticks every day and was barely able to eat while keeping an eye out for bugs, they would be my benefactor for the rest of my life and took care of me like a parent. It’s just that you’re a spoiled bastard. Who do you blame?”

“What-”

“That’s enough. It knows no shame and is already a beast that cannot be turned back. A minor mistake or shameful sin on the part of a great person. It is natural that you take the life you saved.”

As Amukhaprap said this, he picked up the iron bar that the bandit leader had dropped and held it in his hand.

Then, isn’t Cheong blocking Amukhaprap with his back?

“You handsome man, you stopped the murderous act of your great self. It is even more admirable that even the Buddha will bestow 10,000 points of merit. But that thing is already a beast-”

“No, I’m not saying don’t kill them. It’s strange. Oh, that’s right, I don’t know because Eomuk was only vomiting blood when fighting a group of bandits.”

Cheong kindly explains the situation.

What kind of group of thieves in the world can handle all the betting, even to the point of advanced weaponry, although most of them are just second-rate, faded luminous attachments, and are only possessed of sword skills.

Isn’t this very suspicious?

Even while cutting down, I saw that more than half of the bandits were from the Central Plains, so if we were to put it in a fish cake way, wouldn’t they be in collusion with foreign powers?

Those guys must have some shady purpose for blocking the road in this rural area.

Amukhalab’s eyebrows arched steeply.

Fortunately, the bandit camp was full of ingredients.

Since there were so many people, wouldn’t it be natural for there to be that much food?

So today, Cheong is Captain Suksoo.

I didn’t learn how to cook separately, but I am a master of eating and drinking and know the synergistic effect of adding flavor.

It could be said that it is a talent that would have made a name for itself if it had been trained rather than a martial artist.

However, Joongwon’s kitchen also belongs to the company.

All the lawmakers in the central government are men, and no matter how excellent a woman’s medical skills may be, she is just a medical maid and not a legislator.

All of the housekeepers are men, and women, no matter how amazingly talented they are at slapping the face of a top chef, are limited to being the housekeeper or kitchen mother.

Because a woman is someone who can cook but not cook.

Seomun Surin’s radical female-centered ideology did not emerge for no reason.

Therefore, Cheong was forced into a fate where he could not become a master in the first place, and it is also not something to say to a true expert who achieved great achievements as the youngest Hwa-kyung.

For that reason, no matter how plausible it may seem, what Cheong makes is a meal, not a dish.

And in fact, Cheongdo has not learned any cooking skills, so his skills are limited to those that he could cook alone, so strictly speaking, it’s not cooking, but it’s a meal.

“I will help you.”

“No. It will be done soon. Would you like to have a taste? Some kind of bandit group has stored up the food in a luxurious manner. Thanks to you, I think it’s a masterpiece among all the things I’ve made.”

“Yes. great. Quickly.”

Seoliri scoops up the bubbling mixed porridge in a large pot with a large wooden spatula and eats it in large portions without even letting it cool.

How can you eat porridge as hot as molten iron without blowing it? It’s truly a rare weapon, a medicine seller’s performance.

“Haa, tsk, hot, huh, madit, madit. Mimi! Mimi! Heh, heh, heh, heh.”

First of all, putting it in your mouth and blowing on it to cool it is surprising, and with the obscene dining etiquette that is clearly visible, Seoliri continues to chant that it is delicious and Mimi (excellent taste).

“Are you a little bored? How about the liver?”

“I’ll try a little more.”

And another large spoon.

Hah, hot, ahhh, a manly moan comes out, but it’s a background sound that we don’t even pay attention to anymore because it’s a sound that everyone hears whenever hot porridge or soup is served every time they eat.

“Haha, gulp. Now, I’m not sure. I need to eat more.”

“If I keep going like this, I’m going to eat it all by myself.”

Cheong wraps the huge pot with a dishtowel and flashes it.

When I came out, there were three huge bonfires.

In one, the group is sitting around, and around the other two, dying thieves are groaning under their breath.

Since they were making a lot of noise asking for their lives, I chose the one with the highest level of bad karma and had him roasted over an open fire, and everyone became quiet.

“Do you really have to eat dinner here?”

“But, I have to keep an eye on them because one of them might do something wrong. And above all, isn’t dinner supposed to be delicious when everyone eats it together? You can’t look out while taking turns. We should eat together when we eat. I don’t know my family. Is it really important to eat together?”

“I’m asking if you’re being too relaxed. As the affected area is melting, there are quite a few people who will soon lose their ability to breathe.”

“Freeze to death or bleed out, that’s it. And the important thing is the meaning of the message and action, right? We have no interest in your life or death. I won’t care if you die or not. That way, even if you ask me something, I won’t give an obedient answer whether it’s saving your life or anything else. They need to beg, not negotiate.”

“Surprise! Amazing wisdom! You handsome guy, wasn’t the contents of your head actually empty? It’s a shameful act that dared to deceive the great person.”

“Isn’t that what fish cakes say? What kind of expert in flower gardening do you eat bread without knowing it’s poisoned?”

“It is true that you, the handsome one, also lack a brain. The purpose of giving is not to benefit oneself, but to give living beings an opportunity to gain virtue through offerings. Therefore, it is the fate of a Buddhist disciple not to notice even if he or she is poisoned. Sakyamuni, the Buddha of this world, also enjoyed eating other people’s spit.”

Qing was a Taoist, so of course, in addition to studying Taoism, he also forced himself to memorize basic Buddhist scriptures.

It is an actual precept that states that one should not refuse anything offered as an offering.

Of course, there are countless Buddhas and countless sects, so there are separate temples that are protected and those that are not.

Of course, Cheong snorted.

“It’s not that I didn’t want to share it, so I swallowed it without chewing it, so I guess it was poisoned and I didn’t even feel the spicy and sharp taste.”

“Misleading the truth, thanks to the great self, you guys weren’t addicted. All of your poison has been collected by the Great One.”

“Well, in the end, that’s the case. But why do you keep giving people names like that? Even if it were me, it would be crooked.”

“You are handsome but ignorant. The name Sakyamuni gave to his son, Nahura, means a bundle of horses. It is a great derogatory term for an impediment to spiritual practice, an obstacle, and a devil that clings to the agony of flesh and blood. However, he was not ashamed of his name and practiced secretly to avoid becoming a burden. Thus, he finally became the great teacher of the great Esoteric Buddhism master.”

As far as Cheong knows, Nahura, the name of Sakyamuni’s son and wife, is interpreted as an unconscious love for one’s relatives, or lament over suffering, rather than as malicious intent.

“Really, not a single word. They say something plausible is more scandalous.”

“That is because the great self is invincible and will never be defeated by the glory of Buddha.”

“That’s it. Eat some porridge. Oh, by any chance, the Buddha over there is here and doesn’t tell you not to eat?”

“Is your memory like that of a chicken head? The great man has already said that the Buddha’s sermon on making merit by eating all the offerings.”

They say you shouldn’t eat it, but you will eat it if you give it to them.

I don’t want to give it to you because I feel like it.

No matter how much you hate someone, you should not embarrass them with food, because this was the firm belief of the Qing Dynasty.

The large scoop of porridge doesn’t look very good, so I carefully inspect the contents.

Cheong’s friends were all like that at first, but now? When Cheong prepares a meal, I secretly salivate in anticipation.

just as expected.

After carefully taking a bite, Amukhaprap makes a fuss.

“Oh. Oh my. Amazing taste. Ugly porridge. How can something taste so good that even a dog will turn its head? You noble person, please take refuge immediately and take charge of the kitchen at the headquarters. A taste so evil that even Buddha would break his fast!”