Chapter 329 – [Isn’t It Wrong to Seek an Encounter in Moorim?]
Mapo tofu without meat? No way! There may be quite a few people who think so.
If you see the cooking king, you might want to try making a dish from it at least once. Like the legendary scorched rice soup or giggling golden dumplings.
Of course, I have made it myself. However, most of them were difficult to make if you did not have some level of skill (of course, not cooking skills, but this ability).
In the first place, as it is a product of imagination without historical evidence, it is impossible to make it without the power to supplement it. Even if you make it, the taste will only deteriorate.
However, the one that succeeded most easily was this mapo tofu. That’s why I purposely named the store Gukharu, just like the name of the store run by Biryong’s mother.
I didn’t name it that way for nothing. I did it on purpose because I had something to learn.
“Why won’t meat go in?”
“Well…….”
Even Seon-i did not come to a conclusion easily on this issue.
If you have a transcendental talent, it is difficult to make a human judgment because your values are different from others because you have a different perspective. Even if he is still a child, Seon is the same.
He was the only Nightlord who had talent but was human.
It is good that the vision is human even after ascending to the transcendental level. My heart hurts even for trivial things, but on the contrary, it’s better than not being sick.
Even more so when an acquaintance dies and doesn’t shed a single tear…
“Does it taste better?”
“For that reason, there was no way Yang Ga-nim would win the cooking competition in the first place.”
“Ah, I see. Then……Is it more comfortable?”
“Because Gukharu took a lot more work than meat in those days? Did you know that making soybean meat is easy?”
“Then cheap?”
“Which one do you think is cheaper, the labor cost of hand-picking or just buying meat from the market?”
No meat, but minced meat is required. So what was made is soybean meat or soybean protein using by-products left over from making tofu.
However, this is of little use in ancient China. It’s good to eat meat unless you’re a monk from Shaolin Temple.
The dishes from fiction are ingenious in terms of ideas, but the taste is not guaranteed. It’s even more so because the author of King of Cooking, Biryong, said he didn’t think about the taste and just drew it as it turned out. Quite a few cooking comics will have their own taste if you follow them, but Biryong is a bit…
How much effort I put into making the bean meat delicious on purpose… This was all done to feed my wife more vegetables!!!!!!
If my wife hadn’t been a transcendentalist, she would have gotten fat and fluttered a long time ago! Rather, the figure is a little skinny, but!
“Then, are you saying that you want to be healthy?”
“That’s right”
“……?”
In those days, Gukharu was a store frequented by people who worked hard, such as workers in the main country.
It couldn’t be good for the body to be spicy, tingling, and greasy on a tired stomach. Even if it’s okay once, it’s bad for your health in the long run.
Of course, I know that I can’t eat only healthy things for the rest of my life. It’s because people are looking for something more stimulating.
Gukharu’s mapo tofu was improved by making it a little less burdensome on the stomach and making the texture even better.
I had to make everything from tofu to soybean meat, so it took a lot of work, so I was looking for a successor to continue my way, so I couldn’t help it since he died. All that remains is the revenge of the survivors.
“For the time being, let’s just make this mapo tofu. That way we can win the match.”
“But there is a limit even if you practice for several days. Wouldn’t you lose? The amount of time Chef Yang spent in the kitchen would be more than the amount of time I have lived.”
“Is it the sound of a private soldier drowning in the leftover jjambab of a late sergeant?
Even if you practice only one thing and have talent, in the world of cooking, those who practice more have an advantage. Yang Yun-chae’s chances of winning remain.
Moreover, I intend to make the conditions itself fair for this match. I’m also thinking of telling you the theme and menu of this confrontation.
But I intend to take away even that small possibility.
Because we have a secret weapon.
* * *
When I thought about it, I realized that I had never met Yang Yoon-chae in person. Ah, it’s the target of revenge, but I don’t even know the face. This doesn’t sound like much, but I decided to visit this opportunity to inform you about the topic of the confrontation in advance.
And as long as I’m gone, I’ll shake off the fight.
First of all, Seon and Dongdong told them to practice on their own and went to Gukharu. Then, a loud shout that could be heard from outside! I hear the sound of household items being smashed.
“How much did I pay! Damn it!”
Oh, I can roughly guess. But even so, you can’t curse directly.
Opponent is party. If you curse, you will be poisoned without knowing, and even if you run away, there is a limit to what a single cook can escape. Being released like this is not only for preparation for a confrontation, but on the contrary, it is proof that you can catch it at any time.
“Do you have any?”
“Who are you?”
As I entered Gukharu, a man glared at me while growling.
He is a young man who appears to be in his early to mid 30s. His hands were left with the distinctive burn scars of cooks. He seemed to show that at least he didn’t come up on talent alone.
However, the callus on the hand that should be there… If you look closely, it feels like something that should have been as hard as a rock has become a bit soft. That meant I hadn’t been in the kitchen in a while.
Now that I’m in the position, I’ll do it myself only when a precious guest comes. I usually leave it to someone else.
“We’re not doing business today, get out of here!”
“I didn’t come here to eat, but I came to see her face because we were going to blush and fight.”
“What?”
“I’ve heard a lot about Seon.”
“……!!!”
As if he finally recognized my true identity, he glared at me with an expression full of hatred, unable to frown.
“You bastard!!!!”
“You mean, didn’t you forget that I’m a Moorim master after sending people to fuck you?”
Cooong!
As soon as I lightly exude momentum, the whole national day shakes. It seems as if an earthquake has occurred, but the only thing that shakes is the National Day.
There is a desire to crush it like this, but that was a matter for Seon to decide after the work was completed. It’s not what I have to do now.
Otherwise, there would be no reason to send Seon to the cooking competition in the first place. I would have stepped out
“Keugh?!”
“You seem to have some skills. But I’m missing the most important thing. What kind of person did you learn from?”
“Innoum!!!!”
At least the modern Earth can understand. In the modern world, money is more important and valuable, so if the taste is better, you can earn more money, so it was not strange to pursue only the taste.
However, this is China where Moorim exists. There are many people who are called artisans, and there are many people who take pride in their work. For no reason, there is one store across the street that says the rich run it from generation to generation or something with a 30-year tradition.
“Because of you! Because of you and that little boy!”
“Let’s be honest. It’s you who did the trick, right?”
If, very if.
If he had won purely through his cooking skills, I wouldn’t have thought of tackling him. Even if he was a little angry, he must have left Sacheon long ago after Sun saw it and told him to take care of it.
Do you know that I don’t like people eating better food? No matter how weak I am towards my acquaintances, there are also aspects of me that cut it off.
“You don’t want to give a damn about the subject who won the National Day by winning with a modified work because he didn’t believe in his own skills.”
“What?! Don’t be funny! That guy didn’t have any skills! He didn’t make any progress! I’d rather be a hundred times better than a guy like that taking over the National Day!!!!”
“You bastard can’t even tell the difference between not progressing and sticking to tradition.”
The first son-in-law is the chef I chose. I had my own talent, and I had the stubbornness to adhere to the tradition of my own way.
So, in the cooking competition, I made mapo tofu with my own and lost, but it was pride rather than foolishness. Pride to make mapo tofu for the rest of my life.
And that pride becomes pride, and pride becomes tradition.
If it’s hard to compare, you can see it as martial arts.
For example, the martial arts of the volcano wave have the biggest characteristic of plum blossom scent. It is said that it is development to develop more and have a higher skill, but suddenly the fragrance of plum blossoms is removed, and this is the martial art of the volcano! There’s no case to be rude.
That’s exactly what the guy did. Me and my first son-in-law, trampling on the tradition that has been passed on for two generations with tricks, not skills, and presenting something that doesn’t seem like a special thing, and calling it the dish of Gukharu.
If I had lowered the signboard of Gukharu and put up another signboard, I would have dismissed it as a different shop.
“I already knew about your intention to poison Seon. Even so, why do you think I am leaving you alone?”
Kwajik!!!
I asked him, cutting a large round table into pieces with just one finger.
Seeing this, Yang Yunchae’s complexion turned pale.
“What, what is that… Are you going to kill me here?!”
“No, you have work to do. Until you do that, I intend to bring you back to life even if you die.”
Restoration of honor is more important to Murim people than life, and if it is limited to cooking, it is also important to me.
Even if it’s something from my previous life, if I leave it like this, I can’t sleep at night. It’s easier to fix later if you make sure.
Seon will fight against him on my behalf and win. And with that, I will restore the honor of Gukharu.
“The same cooking competition as last time. The event is mapo tofu. It’s a bit familiar, right?”
“What… But what if I win?”
“It’s not going to happen, but if you win, I’ll shake off my grudge and defend myself from the retaliation of the party.”
“Hmm……”
It’s not a bad suggestion even if he thinks about it. If you win, you’ll be exonerated for what you’ve done… But if you lose, you lose everything.
If things had been related to each other, our lives could have been saved.
If my body was fine, I would have been able to go somewhere and cook and live. However, the guy used the lineage of the party. The sin wasn’t Seon’s Eunwon first, and if it wasn’t for me, it wouldn’t be strange if he was taken to the gate right away.
It’s a self-inflicted thing. You should be responsible for that yourself.
“You’re a bastard with high self-esteem and low self-confidence.
“………”
The guy glared at me. I don’t know if it’s because he has a big liver or if he’s bluffing, but his disapproval is clear.
Ebebebe, what if you look at it like that? Is there anything Ji can do in this situation? In the yard where even the party gate turned around?
“The mapo tofu we have to make in this cooking competition is ‘Gukharu’s Mapo Tofu.
“……I see what you want to say.”
“No, you probably didn’t understand. You don’t seem to be trying to understand.”
The guy still does that. “Cooking is always delicious,” He says. If he had been a man who would listen to me in words, he would not have had such a grievance after hearing it long ago when he was working under the first son-in-law.
Food isn’t just about taste. If so, I would have been feeding my wife, who is a carnivore, something like meat wrapped in meat.
You are biased towards your shell and are not seeing the important things. Someday, finish your life here and go.
I put a mark on him once. In case of emergency, I plan to bring it with me even if I run away at night. Even if it’s just one case, it’s like ancient China, so there’s no need to worry about running away to the moon.
In this world, the only person who can be safe with me as an enemy is the Jade Emperor of Heaven, the administrator of this planet.
At least it’s because I respect you, or it’s not worth it.
“Don’t forget. It’s ‘Gukharu’s Mapo Tofu’. It’s not just delicious Mapo Tofu.”
“That kind of old-fashioned……! Sheesh!”
Seeing him openly kicking his tongue gives me a deep sense of rage. I want to slit his throat and kill him right now… But let’s put that aside.
After all, there is no way for him to run away anymore.