A Bowl of Jjajang, The Son-in-Law of Jegalse - Chapter 538
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Du-myeon-go (bean noodle cake).
Two cubs of soybeans, wheat flour noodles, and rice cakes.
Flour noodles also mean powder, so the name dumyeon-go means soybean flour rice cake.
Because soybean powder rice cake is just a name.
“Ah···. Such a profound meaning···.”
‘No, there’s no such deep meaning. I was just rambling.’
The man seemed to think I had said something significant, but I didn’t.
They’re just doing the prep work to push it as a signature dish.
“So, what do you think about changing the name to something more fun and enjoyable for people to call it?”
“Ryu, if His Majesty Ryu would personally give me a name, I would be honored.”
A man throwing a lottery at me.
I looked at the judges lined up behind me and announced the new name.
“Okay, then how about Ryotakon?”
“Ryeo, Ryeotagon?”
“Gaga, is it Ryotagon!?”
“Ryeo, Ryeotagon!?”
“Sir, son-in-law, Ryotagon, is a bit···.”
“Cheongun, Ryeotagon?”
Yeong-yeong and the adults of Pal-wang are surprised by my naming sense.
Let’s go.
Donkey: Ryeo (?). Hit: Ta (?). Flow: Gon (?).
This is a commonly used expression meaning that a lazy donkey rolls on the floor very vigorously. It refers to the donkey that kicks up dust when it rolls on the floor and gets covered in that dust.
“Well, isn’t this bean curd just like dust? It’s like a lazy donkey rolling on the ground and getting covered in dust. How about calling it a ‘Ryeo-tagon’?”
Well, I didn’t come up with that name.
Originally, in the previous life, there was no one who called Du-myeon-go Du-myeon-go.
Because everyone called him by the nickname Ryotagon.
As the rice cake explained to the man, it was called that because it looked like a lazy donkey rolling on the ground and getting covered in dust.
And there was a good reason why the martial arts people, including Young-young, were surprised.
Because Ryotagon was a very taboo action in the martial arts world.
In the original martial arts world, it was called ‘Nalyeotagon (????)’ and was not recognized as a method of defeat.
If you spread out your sword and get dust on your back, you will be criticized.
For that reason, if someone falls during a battle of life and death, such as Bimu,
“Ahahaha, is that why you want to save your life so badly?”
This is how the dissing continues.
Falling from a sword is something that should never be done in the world of martial arts, so it is a kind of taboo.
That’s why what I was worried about at first was whether I could really feed the Eight Kings a dish called Ryeotagon, let alone cooking it.
Food with the same meaning as Naryeotagon to the Eight Kings?
It was an act that absolutely should not be done because it would be embarrassing to adults.
But you already had a different name. I got the nickname later, so what can I do?
Now, this dish was set to be virally marketed as the food eaten by the Eight Kings, called Naryeotagon.
To this extent, it was a very good signboard dish aggro.
Captain
“No, are you going to use your real name, Ryeota-gon? There are so many good names out there, so why that one? It suits you, but it’s a bit of a taboo in the martial arts world.
When I think of Ryeotagon, I think of Nareotagon. What is this? Should I say I feel a little reluctant?
It seems like Gaga doesn’t know, but for the martial artists, being a warrior is something of pride that must be protected until the end.
There is even a saying that if you think you can survive by wearing a cloak, you should just get stabbed and die.”
Yeong-yeong, who is oblivious to her husband’s deep intentions and continues to give long speeches without any sense.
He gave a hint by poking Young-young’s side.
Because I can’t explain the reason for the name here.
I tried to promote it as a dish that the Eight Kings ate, and although I don’t think the Eight Kings would be mad if I did that much viral marketing, it was a bit much to see them in person.
“Why? Why are you stabbing me in the side?”
To be honest, I thought that even a dog in a private school can recite poetry after three years, and since Yeong-yeong and I had been in harmony a lot during that time, I thought that he would understand if I gave him this much insight.
Because we usually got along well(?).
But it’s a ridiculous eternity.
“Why? What? You want me to be quiet?”
‘Young-Young, please! If you’ve tried that level of combination, then it should be perfect by now, right?’
Stealing is something that requires coordination, and it feels like our Yeong-yeong’s Pangga blood has truly come out for the first time in a long time.
I had no choice but to quietly whisper in his ear.
[Think about it. The Ryeotagon that the Eight Kings ate. If I explain it like this, wouldn’t any martial artist want to buy it and try it at least once?]
Then Yeong-i blinked her eyes briefly, looked at me for a moment, and smiled faintly.
I guess he thought it would be fun since he was a guy who liked to play fun pranks.
[Aha! That’s why? Oh my. I’m really curious about that. Hehe. Isn’t it funny? The ramen that Grandpa ate! It’s funny!]
[Anyway, so I’m going to give you an idea of ??that.]
[Oh! Then I can imagine it too.]
[Teacher, I will also use my imagination.]
Even Garyeon, who had been secretly listening to the story, agreed.
I raised my voice slightly to convey my intentions to others.
“Ahem. I’ll imagine that. It’s easy to make at a street stall, and if you prepare it in advance, you can sell it in bulk without any problems, and above all, it’s easy and delicious.
“Is this the dish that best suits the purpose of this competition? I wouldn’t mind giving it to the grand prize winner. Anyway, that’s it.”
I was thinking to myself that this was enough to give me a captain. As I was saying this, Brother Po, who was quick-witted, spoke up.
“Well, then I will imagine the ‘Bokju Jiju’ that I saw. What do you think of the news of ‘Heumcha Daeshin’, sir? Since the agenda is to imagine, I will go along with it.”
“Well, if Cheongun-i does that, we should follow him. We tried to follow Cheongun-i, you know. The ‘Empress Dowager’ also told us to do so.”
‘As expected, you are my quick-witted moral guide, Pohyung.’
These two people have a keen eye for detail, perhaps because they have been in politics.
When the quick-witted older brother mentioned their positions and signaled to the Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager immediately picked up on it and mentioned the Empress Dowager.
When the pressure was put on them, asking, “If this is what the court will do, what will the Eight Kings do?” the Eight Kings looked uneasy.
An expression of displeasure at the name Ryotagon.
But what can we do if the two people who came out of the adjustment room strike first?
Originally, the martial arts world was known for its respect for government officials, which was the stance of the Song Dynasty.
The Sword King and the Sword Master were the first to nod with a puzzled expression.
“Ahem. Well, if that’s what my son-in-law says. It’s just a name, but I guess it doesn’t matter?”
“Well, let’s do that. Then I’ll imagine it too. Are you going to imagine it too, Garyeon?”
“Yes, father.”
And then even the Medicine King nodded his head.
“There are many good names, but why Ryotagon… However, if that is what Cheongun wants, then there is nothing we can do. If the government says so too, then… Also, if the Imperial Vice Minister, who represents the Empress Dowager’s wishes, says so.”
When you think the story is over.
The sound of the King’s bells is heard.
[Cheongun, you came up with a really good(?) name? This dish that Changwang ate. There must be a long line of men who want to humiliate me waiting to eat it.
If you imagine me rolling on the ground, put this chewy bottle in your mouth, think of my chewy insides, and feel the sweet red bean paste, you will think that I taste sweet, right?]
Although the direction was different, Changwang noticed my intention.
As I flinched at the sarcastic remark and tried to reply, I heard an unexpected reply.
“Uh, that, that···.”
[···It might not be bad?]
“?”
“I can imagine. It sounds like fun.”
‘The reaction is really not normal. But anyway, I’m glad it went well, right?’
I think that even though I know the tastes of the King of Kings, I still don’t know, so let’s wrap things up for now with regards to Ryotagon.
Now, I was thinking about finishing the judging of the remaining ten or so teams and ending the competition, and I was about to stand at the next stall.
The person who appeared this time was a martial artist who had never been seen before.
The reason I recognized him at a glance was because his shoulder muscles were no joke.
Come to think of it, there were quite a few unmanned vehicles that passed the preliminaries.
I wondered why I hadn’t seen any of them until now, but it seemed that General Bang had pushed them all to the back.
‘Why did you push everything back?’
I was standing in front of the stall with some doubts.
A man throwing a lottery at me.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Ma Seong-hu, the last student of the martial arts world! My martial arts are the Eungryong Kwon and my internal energy is…”
Suddenly, as the man was talking about his martial arts skills while holding a boxing glove, the master of the boxing club passed by him and said.
“Next, son-in-law. And you still lack the skills to use your qi, so if you want to show us your talents, train some more and come back.”
“Yes? Okay, Master?”
‘This isn’t a martial arts competition, it’s a cooking competition.’
“No, but I have a past of cooking···.”
When I asked in a voice that it was a cooking class, but I still had to watch the cooking, the sword master appeared from behind and put his hand on my shoulder and said.
“Can that guy cook normally? He’s so excited to show us his skills and hear a word from us?
“It would be no different from sabotaging my son-in-law’s culinary past, so I wouldn’t mind leaving him with one arm, but I don’t think it’s right to shed blood on a good occasion, so if I may say one thing, if you can’t calm down your jealousy, you won’t be able to achieve greatness.”
And then he dragged me to the next stall.
I was a little nervous about the sudden situation, but then I heard the voice of the king approaching me.
“We told you in advance to put those guys aside because we thought they would ruin the cooking competition. Cheongwoon, think about which of the people who cooked before you will be the winner.
“We’ll take care of those guys.”
The appearance of the Medicine King, the Sword King, and the Fist King nodding their heads in response to the King of Creation’s words.
‘No, did all of these people have any thoughts?’
I thought you were a thoughtless bunch, but oh my.
It seemed that the positions of the Eight Kings were not decided by a simple tactic.
When the topic of martial arts suddenly came up, the four of them felt like experts.
Nice help from four people I never expected.
As I passed the stall, harsh reprimands followed.
“You practice your fists too much and lack training in your lower body. The lower body is the foundation for learning all martial arts. If your lower body is not strong, you will not be able to fully demonstrate it even if you practice your upper body. You should practice more.”
‘Surely the wives’ lower bodies are also amazing···.’
I always wondered why their lower bodies were so strong, even though they all had different martial arts skills. Today, I got a glimpse into the secrets of my wives’ lower bodies.
“You use a deformed sword. You can’t become great with such a trivial technique.”
I was also able to confirm the greatness of the King of Chang.
“You’re trying to show off your skills to us when you’re not even healthy? And you’re on the verge of being possessed by a demon. Here. Here. Here. Your blood is on the verge of being twisted, so stop practicing and recuperate for half a year.”
After poking the man in three acupoints on the window and turning his body, Muin kneels down on the spot to express his gratitude.
“Thank you, Your Majesty! I am greatly indebted to you for your kindness!”
Until now, Changwang seemed like a bit of a crazy woman, but upon getting to know her, her image as an intelligent older sister secretary seems to be limited to martial arts.
When I looked at the king with an expression that said that people looked different, the king smiled and asked.
“Why? Do you think I’ll fall in love with you?”
“Ugh, ugh···.”
“Do you want to make it for the seventh time?”
Andromeda’s technique explodes again as soon as you leave the martial arts zone.
As he turned his head, clearing his throat, Yeong-yeong clung close to him and imitated Chang-wang’s tone of speech.
“Gaga, do you like that kind of tone? Cheongun, now is not the time to let your guard down. How are you going to appease Sister Torajin Maenghee? Why is she bleeding from her nose at night….”
‘Why are you doing this too? Young-young.’
As I quickly covered Young-young’s mouth and moved on, the trial was over in no time.
The judging ended with the last martial artist shedding tears.
First, we moved to the judges’ seats and discussed who would be the winner and loser for today’s cooking.
Well, I feel like everyone respects my opinion, so I make the decisions.
“For now, I’ll choose Ryotagon as the captain.”
“You seemed to like it, and I guess so? I see. Ryotagon is the captain.”
The news quickly told the story of what the adults had decided on in their minds, writing the names of the dishes on paper like official documents.
“Next, I will make Gwahoe the second choice.”
The second course is a Chinese-style fried donut sashimi.
“It was really delicious.”
“That’s right. Gaga said there was one mistake, but it wasn’t bad in itself.”
The remaining three were also the ones that had been thought of in advance.
“Sister Maeng-hee, no, someone who resembles Sister Maeng-hee, I will give the top three prizes in the following three items: a bamboo grouse, a roasted rat, and a stone-baked crispy bowl called Seok-o-byeong.”
“Then the captain is Ryotagon, the second is Gwahoe. Yujak Jukchung, Joheung Goseo, and Seok Oh-byeong are the top scorers. Is that correct?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And I will decide on the thirty successful bidders who can do business at the night market. First, skewers······.”
Biyeon brought a piece of paper with the scores she had and recalled the memories of the dishes she had tasted to select the winning dishes.
Once all the finalist dishes were decided, the judging was over.
The news came to the front of the judges’ table holding a piece of paper and spoke to the crowd of people.
“Listen! I, Sosik, have come here as the Imperial Vice Minister by order of the government to announce the winners and finalists of the cooking examination!”
As the news spread out, the surroundings became quiet as an adult unfolded the paper and began to speak to the people.
The adult, who had just glanced around at the people, shouted out to them.
“The chef who made the dish that is being called out from now on, come forward! Jang-won! The crispy texture and rich flavor are the best. And the Seok-o-byeong that delighted my nose the whole time it was being cooked!”
“Oh! Seok-o-byeong! I want to try that.”
“That’s true. The smell wafting in was so delicious.”
News People who show interest in the cries of adults.
The shouts of adults continued among the people’s chattering.
“It was just grilled pork, but the fat was rich and the meat was soft and tender, it was Joheung Goseo!”
“It’s a bit awkward to eat the book, but if someone from the royal court gave it to me, it must be really delicious, right?”
“Isn’t that a long shot? I’ll buy that and try it first.”
“Above all, the delicious and savory Yujakjukchung! These three are the best!”
The chefs rushed out in front of the news.
The news continued with the adults’ cries.
“Next, the second place is the gwahoe! Although there were some reviews saying that it was a bit lacking in flavor, it was enough to be the second place!”
“You said earlier that Ryu Daein made a mistake, but he still got second place. That’s amazing.”
“Even if you make a mistake, you’re still second place. That’s true.”
“I definitely have to try that.”
“And finally, the grand master of the cooking past! Cheongwoon, please come forward and make your announcement yourself.”
It’s so sensible of you to pass the announcement of the captain to me, sir.
After bowing to him and expressing his gratitude, he walked forward and shouted.
“The winner of this cooking competition is Ryotagon! He looks like a lazy donkey rolling around in the dust, but above all, he is delicious and sweet! That’s why Ryotagon is the winner! It’s a taste that even the Eight Kings have approved, so it’s only natural! And starting tomorrow, the winner, the grand prize winner, and thirty other carefully selected dishes will be sold at this night market!”
As planned, I briefly mentioned the Eight Kings at the end and ended with a promotion of the night market.
‘Hoo hoo. It was perfect.’
“Wow, wow, wow! Long live the cooking past!”
“Ryu Dae-in, heaven save us!”
“It was fun!”
The wind catchers that Biyeon had planted here and there came out and carried the champion and captain on their shoulders around the hall, and the cheers of the people continued.
It was a perfect ending to a culinary past.