Chapter 318 – [Isn’t It Wrong to Seek an Encounter in Moorim?]

Here I saw three children. All three of them are daughters, but they raised them without regret.

The first one, while working at Gukharu, married the guy who was chosen as the successor. The second married a merchant who managed a small merchant company, and the third, as Seon did when talking, married Pyo, nothing out of the ordinary.

The married daughter said that she was an outsider, but I did not. While the second child who did not have Guk Haru went to the other house, the third lived with her husband helping Guk Haru with her hands.

Since there were only three daughters, I worked hard for a while to earn a dowry, but the first and third came in like son-in-law and only gave dowry to the second son-in-law, so it was hard work to earn money.

It’s kind of annoying to think about that.

“Chef Yang is the grandson of my grandfather who loved me when I was young. I had high expectations when I first heard that he had returned from learning to cook in Gwangju.”

“They say he’s a sheep chef, but what’s his name?”

“I’m Yang Yoon-chae.”

“It’s a name like japchae.”

Is it because I was trying to take sides? It doesn’t sound nice from the name.

If someone young and talented, and someone who had learned to cook from afar, entered the kitchen, it was only natural that there would be friction. No, that might have been what he was aiming for in the first place.

I don’t know anything else about the guy I took as my first son-in-law, but I’m sure he has the lumber to lead the kitchen, and I raised him that way. If it had been added, it would have been more, but not enough.

“I’ve seen it a couple of times, and I fought a lot with my uncle and the sheep chef. Then my adoptive grandfather passed away…”

“Have you revealed your true colors?”

“…..Yes”

Just as Moorim people compete with martial arts when there is a difference of opinion, cooks compete with cooking when there is friction.

A cooking showdown between the first son-in-law and Yang Yoon-chae on National Day took place. The judges were judged fairly, with no room for buyout, but Yang Yun-chae was the unanimous winner.

“It’s not that my uncle couldn’t do it! My uncle’s cooking is so delicious!”

“I know, I know. I know his skills well. But did he lose?”

Apparently Yang Yoon-chae has better skills than I heard. Otherwise, there was no way I could beat the first son-in-law I taught myself with cooking.

Huh? But wait. Unanimous? No matter how much I taught him, there’s no way he would have lost by unanimous decision. Even if they fail, it should be normal if they lost by a margin of one or two votes.

Something smells…

“What was the showdown menu?”

“It’s mapo tofu”

“Oh, I’ll be fine”

“Huh?! My uncle’s mapo tofu is so delicious! It was so spicy that I only ate a little, but it was delicious!”

“I must have lost in terms of taste. Certainly.”

To lead the taste and kitchen I taught you, you have to be stubborn. In a shop that succeeded in mapo tofu, the menu of the confrontation must be mapo tofu. Then, as a result, I will make mapo tofu as I made

I can’t help but

It definitely has a taste. However, I didn’t make it just by tasting it, so there was plenty of room for it to be much more delicious with a little deliberation.

“A guy named Yang Yun-chae… He doesn’t just have skills, but he seems to have good hair.”

If he figured out that and deliberately competed with mapo tofu in a cooking showdown, he would be a much more clever guy.

아주 그냥 개새끼구만!

I had no intention of intervening if it had been won by a really fair cooking competition. If there is a job that I am obsessed with more than the Great Demon King, it is a cook, and a cook speaks through cooking.

But what about tweaking the sacred cooking showdown? You’re a bastard at the level below the one who played with your food?

“After that, Chef Yang took over the soup, and most people praised that it was even better.”

“I’m in Cheopcheon Mountain”

If the taste is better, I’ve seen all the balls.

The first and third lost their jobs and had no choice but to take care of the second son-in-law. However, later, an incident occurred in which the merchant company run by the second son-in-law was attacked by bandits on the way up and suffered great damage.

After that, what…… They end up in a pile of debt, and the spark spreads to Seon’s family, and while running away from the debt collectors, he meets a bandit and says that Seon’s parents are in trouble.

After that, all but the lines for my children were cut off.

Oh, I’m pissed to hear it again.

“But the keywords in the case are both bandits. It’s an obvious story.”

“…………”

I drank the bamboo leaf extract not from the glass but from the bottle.

There are many circumstances in which a guy named Yang Yoon-chae ate with a bandit to occupy National Day. He didn’t die from the end of his life span or from a disease, but from a man-made disaster. This world with bad public order is very touching, but that doesn’t mean you can’t stop being angry.

Should I drag out Yang Yun-chae and kill him just because I’m mad right now?

Then, he will surely come out of Sacheondangga, which was sheltering National Day. After destroying all the blockers, the sectarian savages will come out again, and then you have to end this journey by turning half of the moorim into enemies.

There’s nothing I can’t do, but I’m sure it’ll be annoying. And killing Yang Yun-chae like that isn’t thrilling.

Only after destroying everything he has, does he deserve to die.

“What do you plan to do? Me, the sooner I meet Master, the sooner the better, but I still have time.”

“Thank you for your consideration. Let’s have some food here and go to the national day.”

The food came out slowly. You have to move after filling your stomach first to think properly.

While eating authentic Sichuan cuisine, which is mostly spicy and pungent, I thought about how to cook it.

No, no.

Rotten ones should be thrown away.

*        *    *

Jeom So-yi quickly guided me to the second floor, so I was able to finish my meal without any trouble because there were few people. It may be because it is not a crowded time, so there are few meetings.

Anyway, we headed for National Day. Sohwa walks slowly and familiarly while walking around the streets looking at different landscapes.

There are still places to do business, but a lot has changed. But it was good because the atmosphere seemed to remain.

“Hey, here you go”

“Yaah, while I was away, you did a lot of remodeling and even did flower arrangements.”

“It looks like the money is right. The store is quite big, and is the business really that good?”

“I felt the need to expand the store because there were a lot of customers.”

“……?”

Seon made a questionable expression. Oh, is this a bit too suspicious?

But I don’t like it. The store itself has been improved and cleaned up, but something important is missing.

A high-end strategy is good, but you have to cover it up. Do you think that something luxurious would suit my cooking, which started with home cooking?

“Let’s go in first”

There were quite a few people in the store. It was a shop famous for mapo tofu, so I was mainly eating mapo tofu, but even though I was lost in the heat, spiciness, and tingling, I was enjoying it.

……..It smells like it shouldn’t come from the smell.

It’s not drugs or anything like that, it’s like pizza tastes like pineapple.

“Yes, sir. Would you like to order?”

“Three Mapo Tofu”

“Yes, I understand!”

Jeom So-yi, who had been treating me casually, reacted wide-eyed at Yong Ha-yeon’s appearance and the great sword hanging from her back.

He rushes over and delivers it to the kitchen. It seems that Moorim is not familiar with one or two.

Of course, Murim people came to our store too… Back then, the Murim eradication policy was in the middle of the day, so if you messed up, you would get arrested. It was rare for the store to break down.

Soon after, the dish came out quickly. The mapo tofu, which was steamed together with the heap of rice, was still sizzling in an earthenware pot.

“Looks pretty good.”

“If the name of Kuk Haru was sweet and tasteless, it would have been ruined a long time ago, right?”

The visual is passable. The mapo tofu, boiling like lava, was not Korean style to eat with rice, but it was authentic Chinese food.

We lifted our spoons and put our hands on the mapo tofu. First, just take a bite without rice. Put it in your mouth

You can feel the spiciness and tingling sensation along with the heat. The touch on the tongue is not explosive, but rather violent. It’s a bit spicy, so compared to Korean-style mapo tofu, which you eat by putting it on rice and rubbing it in, this is spicy enough to slap your cheeks.

What goes inside is mainly rayu, tofu, and meat, especially pork. Mapo tofu made with high-quality pork is juicy and savory with every bite.

“Good”

Yong Ha-yeon said so and she started to eat with rice. One bite of mapo tofu and one bite of rice, I ate it over and over again, then I put mapo tofu on top of the rice and eat it.

Thanks to the generous amount of rayu, the mapo tofu here is more like tofu added to the soup called rayu rather than thick. In no time, the rice turns red with rayu.

The spicy taste is addictive even though it is spicy. Once I was satisfied with the taste itself, I continued to eat.

“Does it taste good?”

“……….Yes”

Seon-i also had a taste, but he ate well even though it was spicy. If you eat too much, you’ll have to go to the bathroom later, so let’s tell them to eat a lot.

I can see the skills of Yang Yoon-chae or whatever. It definitely had a taste. It tastes much better than the mapo tofu I made back then.

But that’s it.

Can people just make money? Of course, the value of money is important, but is it okay to become a mistress like Scrooge and lose your humanity just to make money?

If I wanted to make it, I could have made more delicious mapo tofu than this. It’s not because time has passed, but that’s how Mapo Tofu was made in those days.

“Hey Jeomsoi!”

“Yes! Do you need anything?”

“Does rice just give out for free these days?”

“Hey, it looks like you came quite a while ago, but the store policy has changed recently…”

“Oh, is that so?”

Besides, these bastards changed the way I used to refill rice for free. The more I think about it, the more I get mad.

Jagoro mapo tofu is not just a dish to eat. Rice is essential. Even so, when I was running Guk Haru, if I ordered mapo tofu, they gave me unlimited refills of rice. The fact that I’m not doing that now means that I have no idea why I purposely sold it that way.

“Whoa…”

Heat boils up. It’s not because he ate mapo tofu, it’s because he’s angry.

It is said that the world changes over time, but I don’t like that it has changed in this way.

“It’s delicious, but is it not enough?”

“Who is your disciple, and who would be happy to win and win on the subject of dishonoring monks and men with not-so-cool martial arts?”

“It’s an easy-to-understand metaphor”

“This is a long term, so”

Once finished. Leaving food is not my motto. Spend time soothing your hot and spicy stomach with tea.

Now, then, let’s think about how to kill him. You can’t fight right away in the kitchen, saying, ‘Who made this dish!’

“How can I make sure that the bastard is brought to ruin?”

“If you have a grudge against yourself, it’s a good way to get revenge in the same way.”

“A cooking showdown?”

Stealing Gukharu from him through a cooking showdown?

Not a bad way. It would be quite refreshing to steal it the way Ji did.

But I can’t just sit here and run National Day. Seon has never learned how to cook and can’t run a store, so there should be no soup day after all.

It is said that the living and the mortal must die, and the saint must die. Living things are bound to die someday, and healthy things are bound to decay someday.

I would rather destroy Guk Haru with my own hands than continue to live like this. I made it, so it’s not particularly strange that I break it.

The question is, how do you get him down to the cooking showdown…

“Washing my hair is not my specialty, so I can’t think of it. The best way is to set a fire on Guk Day.”

“Fire?!”

“Ah, don’t worry, but I have some attachments, so I won’t even set fire to it.”

Seon-i puts on a puzzled expression. If it’s because I’m really worried that I’ll lose it, it seems that the child has an attachment to this store in his own way.

The third was because I spent my time helping out at the store… It’s natural since it’s where I lived when I was young.

Even if I can’t do it, I need to raise my child so that he can live on his own. I feel like raising a daughter.

……Merge? Princess Maker? There is no ending where you marry your father!

“Let’s start with rumors. Is there anywhere like Haomen here?”