A Bowl of Jjajang, The Son-in-Law of Jegalse - Chapter 525
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It’s been a while since I visited the user meat factory.
As I passed through the author, I could hear the sounds of people talking.
“Did you hear that?”
“What do you mean?”
“This time, Daein Ryu said he would open a cooking class.”
“If this person is from Bokju, wouldn’t he know that? Of course I know. What did they even say? Didn’t Ryu take the civil service exam on the riverside in front of Banjeom, making it public for many people to see? Public exam? “What is that?”
“Yes, that’s why the city of Bokju is in an uproar right now.”
It’s only been three days since they announced that they would conduct a culinary examination, but rumors have already spread all over the world.
In a time when there were not many things to do and have fun, the city of Bokju was boiling over the unusual news of opening up the past through cooking.
The Song era was a time when culinary culture blossomed based on a developing economy.
Everyone was very interested because it was an era in which how to eat deliciously was emerging as an important issue, rather than a matter of eating and living as before.
Moreover, since it is a competition held by Ryu Cheong-un, who is the agenda of this Yeon Seong-gong and the agenda of the Fuzhou landowner, even more attention is focused.
Normally, for a person like me, even if he poops, it would be a source of great interest.
‘If the response is this good, wouldn’t it be nice to change it to a somewhat official event after I become a public official?’
The response was better than I expected, which made me feel a little like that.
Right now, it just feels like a small contest to select people to run street stalls, but later on, how about turning this into an official event and hosting it at Ryu Cheong-un’s Food King’s Department?
The title is the official culinary past held at the Ministry of Food and Agriculture.
How about awarding Jang Won a certificate of recognition as a chef from the Food King Ministry and hiring him as a chef at Ryu Cheong-un’s Ryu Ga Banjeom?
Just like the Song imperial court, the chefs in the Liu family had different salaries based on a grade system, and I thought, why not keep it that way?
The name of the official position was also decided.
Young chef, left chef, right chef, something like that?
Additionally, those who are selected are given the opportunity to live as slaves or interns at Ryuga Banjeom for a year?
And the winning dish in the competition will be available for former midfielder Ryu to try at the halfway point.
Sit down, hire a chef, build a reputation, and make money.
Dig a ditch, catch crayfish, see Nim, and pick mulberries.
‘Kya… ‘The idea is crazy.’
Today, I feel like ideas are exploding, perhaps because of Cheong’s Jegal energy from yesterday.
I couldn’t believe it when Cheong said it at night, but it seemed like he was right as the idea was coming to me.
Yesterday, it was Cheong’s turn, and he said this to me in the early evening when I was already drooping.
““Nogong, how can you do that?”
“I feel like all my energy has been sucked out.”
When I spoke with a stern and listless expression, Cheong waved his finger and said.
“Isn’t it up to you to think about it?”
“thought?”
“Yes, rather than thinking of it like you were sucked by me, would you like to think of it like sharing my energy?”
“No, but how can a person just think…?”
“Shh···. I wish Nogong’s mouth could only be used to call me pretty. “It’s so sad that you think I’m draining the old man’s energy.”
I say this with tears in my eyes, but is there any way that I, a cosplayer of Zhuge, can really beat Zhuge with words?
“Oh, I understand. “Yes, it seems difficult because I shared your wife’s energy and it is not my energy.”
So I racked my brain to answer, but still.
“Oh, so that was it? Then, I will infuse more of the old man’s energy until it all becomes my own. “If what is mine becomes Lao-gong’s, mine will also be Lao-gong’s, and Lag-gong will also be mine, so it won’t be difficult.”
“Boo, ma’am?”
When I was in a good mood due to the wisdom welling up, but then I was shaken by thoughts of the night with Cheong that had gone wild, I heard the voice of Yeong-yeong, who was following me to the user meat factory next to me.
“Gaga, do you like it that much? Well, I’m also looking forward to it.”
“huh? “What do you mean?”
When I blinked at the sudden expression of anticipation, Youngyoung poked me with his finger and said,
“What is it? “That’s what we’ll do when we get back.”
Yeongyoung was caught kissing first like a stray cat and was the last in line.
Okay, now that I think about it, today was Youngyoung’s day.
I thought while looking at my favorite youngyoung.
I thought that if I received Youngyeong’s energy, I would become the opposite of Cheongi.
‘I became Zhuge’s son-in-law, but isn’t it because of Yingying’s influence that the intelligence buff wasn’t achieved?’
The reason why my intelligence does not increase significantly even though the intelligence buff continues to be given to Cheong.
I thought it might be because of Youngyoung’s intelligence nerf.
After thinking about such useless things for a moment, I spoke to Youngyoung.
I knew I wanted to go back early, but I had a lot of places to go today.
“Youngyoung, I understand that you want to go back early, but there are people you need to meet while you’re out today.”
“People to meet? “Who are you?”
Youngyoung tilted her head with an expression of curiosity about who I was meeting.
He responded to Youngyoung with an apologetic expression.
First of all, Youngyoung had to go meet the person she hated the most.
“Jang Jin.”
As expected, Youngyoung gets disgusted when I bring up Jang Jin’s name.
“Ugh. Jang Sosukja (小叔子)? Why? Sometimes, whenever Gaga says something strange, I wonder if it’s because of Sosook Jang.
“I’m sure it’s because I got a strange energy from Sosukja Jang.”
Also, Yeongyoung seems to have been activated for the first time in a long time, and is repeating the same thoughts I had.
I answered, pretending to clear my throat.
“Hmm… Well, could that be possible? “If nothing else, I must meet Jin-i, even if it’s because of the cooking class that will take place soon.”
At my words, Yeongyeong tilted his head and said.
With an expression of not understanding.
“You need Jang So-sook’s help in the cooking class? No, wouldn’t it be helpful to have Jang So-suk to make something like that?”
As Yeong-yeong said, of course Jang-jin would only produce such scenes, so Yeong-yeong was right.
But what Jang Jin needs is something he can do well.
I smiled and answered Youngyoung’s question.
“no. “Youngyoung, Jinyi will help me with what Jinyi is good at this time.”
“Is Jang Sosukja good at it? What is that? Is there anything Jang Jo Sook-ja is good at? Drinking with a courtesan? Breathe? What else is there? Pathetic? “Is that even an ability?”
Youngyoung pours out harsh words and looks at me as if asking us to think together about what she is good at.
I also thought about Youngyoung’s gaze, but he was really not good at anything.
‘Jang Jin, you are the guy. ‘It’s consistent.’
I answered Youngyoung’s question with an awkward expression.
Even though it wasn’t there, it was there.
If you think about it a little differently.
“Isn’t there something like that?”
“what? what?”
“Spending the money my grandfather earned.”
“yes? “What kind of nonsense is that?”
Youngyoung asked what he was good at, but if he thought about it carefully, it turned out that he was good at it.
Those who have already spent money are spending it. Suddenly, rich people have to earn money to buy cars and houses, so there is a set pattern.
Don’t people who bought lottery tickets in their past lives say that the patterns are similar?
That’s why what I need from Jangjin is support.
The money you would otherwise throw away on Giru should be spent on me.
In the first place, holding a competition and doing it with your own money is something only lowly people do.
So, a big competition like this needs an official sponsor, and no matter what anyone says, Jang Eui-moon is the one who can act as such an official sponsor in Bokju.
Jang Jin is the one holding the ledger of the funeral gate, and that is why I am visiting my younger brother Jang Jin.
‘The only thing I can do for my brother Jang Jin is to make money.’
“It’s definitely Jang Gongja’s energy!”
I hurried along, dragging Yeongyoung, who was said to make strange noises whenever the topic of Jangjin came up.
***
“older brother! Sister-in-law!”
Jang Jin came rushing over when he heard that we had arrived.
He greeted us at the funeral gate entrance with an excited expression.
“Oh, so it’s been a while since we’ve had Jin.”
“I’m sorry for not being able to visit you often even though we’re close, so you had to come visit me first. older brother.”
“No, Jang Sosukja is good at just visiting occasionally.”
He apologized for not being able to visit often, but Youngyoung’s response was cold.
“yes?”
Jangjin blinked at those words, so he poked Yeongyeong’s side and said,
“Ugh. why. gaga.”
“Understand that your sister-in-law is upset that you don’t visit often.”
“Aha, is that what it was? sorry. Sister-in-law. “I was a bit hesitant because I felt like my sisters-in-law didn’t like me, but if that’s the case, I’ll stop by every day from now on.”
I thought he was clueless, but it seems he wasn’t completely clueless.
When the guy who knew what wives disliked said he would stop by every day, Yeongyeong was surprised, his eyes wide.
“Every day?! gaga! Jeez, when will I oop!”
Yeongyeong’s straight-faced expression.
He covered Yeongyeong’s mouth with a straight face, asking when he had meant it that way, and whispered quietly in his ear.
Today, Jang Jin has to spend a lot of money, so there is no need to feel bad.
[Youngyoung, I will grant you everything you want tonight, please.]
Then, Youngyoung looked at me with a surprised expression and spread out her right hand.
The sound that follows is heard.
[Five times.]
He closed his eyes tightly, nodded, and patted Jang Jin on the shoulder.
I was prepared for that much anyway.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been here, Jin, shall we have some tea and talk?”
“Oh, look at my mind. That’s right. “Brother, sister-in-law, please come in.”
“is it so. Sosookja Jang. From now on, I’ll come visit you every day. Okay? “I think it will benefit me too.”
“yes?”
“no. If you have something sweet, please bring it to me. If you don’t have it, even jujube or licorice.”
“Yes, I understand. Sister-in-law.”
So we entered a place that looked like Jang Jin’s office, drank tea, and started talking.
“Jin, the reason I came to you here is because I have a favor to ask you…”
“Oh, please. What is it, brother! “Jang Jin will do whatever it takes to help!”
I had to bring up the topic of money, so I spoke carefully, but Jang Jin, with his fists clenched and a determined expression on his face, said he would help me.
Still, I thought the kid was good and continued talking.
“It’s no different. Have you heard that I’m holding a cooking class this time?”
“of course. older brother! “I went to Giru yesterday and that was all they talked about.”
“Yes, you know the past, so do you know what is needed to open the past?”
“What do you need? well? “Written, pencil and ink?”
Jin gives very basic answers.
He shook his head and answered.
“First of all, what is most needed is an examiner. “Someone who will eat the food and check whether it is delicious or not.”
“oh! Examiner! “You mean the job of electing a manor, right?”
“yes.”
The reason I brought up the judge’s words to Jin-i was not just to get support, but also to take care of Jin-i.
Even though he jokingly said that Yeong-yeong is good at nothing except spending the money his grandfather earned, he wants to put him in the position of an examiner and receive support in return.
Miu, Gou, and my brother’s image need to be improved, and if you think about it, going to Giru a lot means that you’ve tried a lot of high-end cuisine.
Jang Jin is a good judge as long as he promises not to churn, murmur, or anything like that.
‘No matter what, I’m the older brother, so I can’t just rip off my younger brother.’
So, when I continued to explain that I was asked to come as an examiner and that I needed some support, Jang Jin opened his eyes and shouted.
“Hey, brother, are you sure? “I am the judge of the culinary past!”
“Then, aren’t you my younger brother too? Of course, since this brother will be around, you have to be careful about what you say and do.”
“Oh, this can’t be right!”
Jang Jin looked in disbelief at my suggestion.
“If you want, I’ll give you even a hundred million!”
“This guy isn’t going to make a decision like that, but first, let me explain what publicity is. “Once you provide support…”
As expected of a big guy, he gives away hundreds of millions of dollars.
I was roughly explaining what sponsorship is and what advertising and promotion are.
“Ahem. “Cheongwoon came?”
The Medicine King’s voice comes from outside.
Soon the door opened and the Medicine King entered.
“Elder Medicine King, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”
“Okay, it’s been a while. Are you feeling okay? “While you’re here, take a look at your pulse.”
“All right. “Elderly.”
“So, what brought you here today?”
When asked why he had come, Jang Jin explained that Shinina himself had become the judge.
“Grandpa, my brother said…”
The Medicine King, who was lost in thought for a moment, spoke with a straight face.
“Our Jin-i still lacks experience, so it’s too much for the examiner.”
“yes?”
“Shouldn’t we use someone with more experience? Like me?”
I definitely feel like I’ll get upset if I don’t take care of it.
It was really hard to take care of Jin.