A Bowl of Jjajang, The Son-in-Law of Jegalse - Chapter 513
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Cooking for style
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Why is the courtesan having a hard time because of my cooking?
When Bi-yeon makes an incomprehensible expression, she holds her head as if she also has a headache.
After a while, Biyeon wiggled her fingers and answered.
“That being said, it’s a bit long. “Mr. Cheongun.”
No matter how long it takes, a godfather cannot pretend not to know that courtesans are having a hard time.
He said with a stern expression.
“But tell me. Even though she has the name of godfather, how could she leave it to Bi-yeon, her godmother? If Bi-yeon is the mother of the courtesans, then I am the father, but if the courtesans are having a hard time, she cannot sit still.”
“Ah, father… ending of a word···.”
Biyeon seemed to be very grateful that I cared about her, so she had a blank expression, and after a while, Biyeon sighed and answered.
“phew···. If you say that much, you should say it.
In fact, the Seosul (西施舌), Gwibigye (貴妃鷄), and Sogunap (昭君鴨) that Cheongun made are all selling well, but maybe the problem is the atmosphere they create?”
“atmosphere?”
It was when I tilted my head when I heard that the atmosphere came out of nowhere.
A question that comes to mind.
“hmm···. Cheongwoon, do you know what kind of stoma our stoma is? “There are different types of stoma.”
I nodded and answered Biyeon’s question.
I heard it once before, because I have a good memory.
“I heard from Jin in the past that Hwawolru, where I live now, is a casual place to go if you want to spend the night with a woman, and I heard that Hwawolru in Biyeon is a place where young people can enjoy entertainment. Is that correct?”
It is easy for people to mistake the Giru of this era as a place where women who sell their bodies work, but not all Giru are places where women who sell their bodies work.
If the Hwawolru I took away was a place where women sold their bodies, this Hwawolru is also a bit different, although women are allowed to sell their bodies.
So, what’s different?
If the old Hwawolru was a place where anyone with enough money could have a good time, Biyeon’s Hwahwaru is a place where people can enjoy entertainment, and the price of that entertainment is a hot night.
Pungryu can be interpreted in many ways, but in this era, pungryu refers to a very luxurious hobby, and in order to be recognized as pungryu, you have to recite wealth and poetry, especially at a drinking party, with a woman around.
Regardless of the era, what would men do in a place where there is alcohol and women?
It is true that singing, dancing, and playing are not much different from the Song era a thousand years ago or in previous lives, so people play by writing or singing poetry and boo, which are the songs of this era.
It can be said that Boo and Poetry are the most popular songs sung at drinking parties in this era, but you can think of them as having only a genre difference between rap and ballad.
Therefore, in order to brag about his knowledge at a drinking party and show off to a woman, he asks for a paper-and-pencil sketch and then writes down a nice poem or poem in front of the woman, and he ends up having a good time with the courtesans who fall in love with him.
For example:
“If I were a nobleman’s son who visited Hwahwaru and Biyeon met me, this is what would happen inside Giru.
If you have a few drinks and you really like Biyeon.
Ryu Cheong-un, a scholar and son of a nobleman, speaks arrogantly to Bi-yeon.
‘Bring paper, pencil and ink. When I look at you, a poem comes to mind.’
‘Oh, really? To a girl…’
Bi-yeon is happy like an innocent girl who knows nothing.
To give a more dramatic effect, it is best to use it on a courtesan’s handkerchief or skirt.
Anyway, he secretly borrows So Dong-pa’s poem and scribbles it on the paper Bi-yeon brought.
Spring Night Liu Qingyun (Su Dongpo).
One hundred thousand gold for one hundred thousand gold in spring and summer.
Hwayu Cheonghyangwolyueum
Gagwanru Daeseongjeok (歌管樓臺聲寂寂)
Recommended Wonrak Night Chim Chim (鞦韆院落夜沈沈)
One hour on a spring night is as precious as gold, flowers with a clear scent and the shadow of the moon are beautiful.
After the song and the sound of the harp, the pavilion is quiet, and the spring night deepens without a sound even in the backyard where the swing used to be.
If you scrawl a poem like that and hand it to Biyeon, if Biyeon sees the poem and likes it, the next development usually goes like this.
‘Cheongwoon, this is the first time I’ve received a poem like this.’
‘Do you like it?’
‘of course.’
Bi-yeon holds the paper with the poem written on it to her chest and looks lost.
Next, Biyeon’s eyes suddenly change and she licks her lips and speaks.
‘One hour on a spring night is as valuable as gold, so we shouldn’t waste this good hour.’
‘huh? How can you not waste it?’
‘Please eat in your room right away. I received such a great gift, so how could I just let it go? Tonight, Cheongwoon will become my sire. ‘I’m afraid there won’t be enough nights.’
‘Hmm. When I close my eyes, it gets dark. It’s night. How could it be enough?’
Well, it will be like this after that.
-after.
A room with the lights off.
‘Biyeon, why did you lie down as soon as you came in? What do you not like? ‘Lie down facing me.’
‘yes? I’m looking at Cheongwoon right now?’
‘No, so you’re saying this isn’t a back!? Wow, wasn’t it a praying mantis!’
‘Well, it’s a girl’s breast… Hwaaa…’
‘No, I thought it was the back because it was flat…’”
Well, that kind of process happens.
Biyeon looked surprised at my question.
“Oh my, do you still remember what happened back then?”
“Then, wouldn’t it be natural?”
Biyeon, whose face brightened at my answer, nodded and said.
“you’re right. As Cheongun said, we are a place where people can enjoy entertainment. It’s loose on the first and second floors, but from the third floor onwards, they never accept children unless they are guests they like.
However, the problem is that as the way of eating Seoseol spread, the atmosphere of Giru changed strangely, and the number of customers making mischievous requests to children increased.
Moreover, as Sogunap and Gwibigye began to sell well, more and more people started eating the two together, and the number of strange customers kept increasing. “It’s something the kids are having a hard time with.”
“How to eat seoseol?”
When I tilted my head at the question of how to eat Seosilseol, Biyeon looked embarrassed and did something strange.
“that···. Chureup…”
Biyeon suddenly wags her tongue at me in an obscene way.
An even more ugly scene came to mind when I was worried that I might get caught by the secret wives and have my tongue cut out.
“ah···.”
Bi-yeon was wagging her tongue at me and doing strange things, so I thought about it. When Jang-jin ate seoseol-eul, he put his tongue between the shells and chewed it, and when I made sogunap and gwibigye, he put the two dishes on top of each other. I remembered that they showed off their bizarre behavior of eating together.
‘Chulup. Churp.’
‘Brother, when you taste two beauties at the same time, you put them slightly on top of each other…’
My younger brother Jang Jin, the bizarre preacher who instantly turned my beautiful dish into a Samseom dish and spread the bizarre eating style of Seo-sil, is my brother Jang-jin.
So, if we summarize Biyeon’s explanation, it means that the atmosphere at Giru has become perverted because the customers eat the food like perverts, and because of that, the courtesans are having a hard time.
‘Is this happening again because of this bastard Jang Jin?’
Therefore, the conclusion of this incident was that the small snowball rolled by Jang Jin turned into a huge snowball and was attacking the courtesans.
Bi-yeon’s explanation ended only when I sighed at the fact that this situation was because of my shameful Aju Jang-jin.
“It doesn’t matter what floor you work on, but the third floor is the problem. Is the atmosphere from the first or second floor transferring to the third floor?”
Bi-yeon seemed to be just worried about the courtesans, but this was a bigger problem than she thought.
Regardless of whether the customers were perverts or anything like that, if the number of customers of a certain type increased and the atmosphere became established, it would be very difficult to remove this from the business.
For example, let’s imagine that you set up a Japanese-style restaurant between an elementary school and a building where many office workers work.
We prepared a lunch special for office workers to eat at a low price, but what would happen if word spread that the lunch special was delicious not at the workplace but at the elementary school, and elementary school students came with their friends and ate at the restaurant every day?
Office workers never come.
This is because it is burdensome to eat in a place crowded with elementary school students.
But does that mean elementary school students are not allowed to come to a house that is open for business?
That means they are going to close down the business, so there is no way.
So, even if people who want to enjoy entertainment want to come to Hwahwaru, they may turn away if the proportion of strange customers increases.
He said with a serious expression.
“This is a bigger deal than I thought.”
“It’s a big deal? “Just comforting the kids…”
“Think about it. Would people who enjoy writing poetry and singing and chatting want to come back again if they heard the strange moans of women coming from all over the place? “Aren’t they decent people?”
Biyeon looked like she had realized something from what I said.
“ah···. “I only thought about the children having a hard time…”
“If this happens, Hwawolu may have to be run like Hwawolru.”
Biyeon asked with a puzzled expression, as if she had finally realized the seriousness of the situation.
“Well, then what? Cheongun?”
What can I do? In this case, there was only one way.
Adding a menu.
“Maybe we should add some dishes.”
“Adding more dishes? “Is that okay?”
People might ask what kind of menu has been added out of nowhere, but this all has a basis.
It’s easy to understand if you use the Gyeongyang-style restaurant I used as an example, and if you check the menu, you can easily see why elementary school students come and not office workers.
Pork cutlet, a lunch special menu item at a Gyeongyang restaurant.
Sweet sauce and crispy batter.
There was freshly baked bread.
Since the menu consists of three foods that elementary school students like, there are more elementary school customers than office workers.
Since it is a lunch special made up of only items that elementary school students love, it can be seen that the ratio of elementary school students is higher than that of office workers.
So what do you do in times like this?
They add pork cutlet kimchi nabe to the menu.
Tonkatsu Kimchi Nabe is a hot menu with a cool soup made with kimchi, but it also contains pork cutlet, so anyone will like it.
This is a menu item that office workers who drank alcohol yesterday will not feel pressured to replace soup with rice.
Since you can use the pork cutlet that was previously sold, there is less burden, and at first it is burdensome for office workers, but as the number of office workers increases, the atmosphere naturally changes.
“Well, of course. Didn’t the guests become mischievous when one or two dishes were added to the otherwise polite atmosphere? So, all you have to do is serve decent food and change the atmosphere to a decent one.”
“Decent cuisine?”
“Would I say that it is a dish for taste rather than politeness?”
“Cooking for taste? “Is there such a dish?”
He wiggled his eyebrows and answered Biyeon’s question.
“Then of course there is.”
What can I do since I am the godfather and my younger brother Jang Jin did this?
The only way for this older brother to clean up his younger brother’s poop is to clean it up.
‘Jin, when should you catch me and talk to me?’
Then, in response to my answer, Biyeon put both hands on her chest and shouted with joy.
“As expected, it’s Cheongun! “Then I will only trust Cheongun!”
He looked very grateful, but Biyeon’s hand on his chest reminded me of the story of Cheongun’s scholar and Biyeon’s courtesan, and a thought crossed my mind that there really wasn’t much of a difference.
‘I guess it’s not that bad, right? I’m curious out of pure curiosity. Surely people aren’t like that?’