Chapter 582 - it just happened
end of April.
sumiseong.
Sim Moo-hyun.
Four o'clock (9 a.m.).
Simjae Gaek Store.
Jeong Deok-haeng, who had even emptied the noodle soup, looked down at the empty bowl with regretful eyes.
Since leaving Sanyin County, his staple food has been noodles until today.
He has never touched any other food except when he was homeless.
In particular, during the past fifteen days, he ate noodles for three meals a day at an inn.
Aren't you tired of eating only noodles?
That is the sound of fullness.
This is because you have to empty the soup to have the strength to last a day.
But that was only until this morning.
When he guides Yeon Jeok-ha and Gong Ji-yu to the entrance of Bul-Usan, his life as a porter ends.
'I have to buy meat to my heart's content.'
That was all I could think of now.
Returning to Sanyin County was a matter of concern after the throat was greased.
Seeing him licking his lips, Yeonjeokha said.
“I think Jung really likes noodles. He might be running a noodle business like that.”
“Ahaha… … .”
Jeong Deok-haeng smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.
I don't know what kind of ghost you're talking about selling noodles.
‘Is that what you are going to do after feeding me noodles? You eat to live, you bastard.’
I don't know what the three thousand gods are doing because they don't catch a guy like that.
Yeonjeokha, who was looking out of his window, murmured.
“I see a lot of young people these days. Are they all going to Fire Umbrella?”
Jeong Deok-haeng said something because he wanted it to be this time.
“It takes about an hour (two hours) from here to Buulusan, so you will have to go to Yeondaehyeop soon.”
“They said ‘Biseungwahae’ starts at noon? What do you do if you go half an hour early?”
“Participants share information with each other, and half-time passes quickly.”
Then Gong Ji-yu stepped in.
“Yeondaehyeop, but it’s a test, so I think it would be okay to go a little earlier and check the atmosphere.”
“Maybe? Then let's go."
Yeonjeokha reluctantly rose from her seat.
The public road was full of neatly dressed young people.
Seeing that they carry swords and their eyes are full of energy, it is clear that they are the participants of 'Biseungwahae'.
The young men walked, looking straight ahead with nervous faces.
As time passed, the number of people gradually increased, reminiscent of a market place.
When the highway was full of people, Yeonjeokha grumbled.
“Gong Sojeo, how many people are you picking, but there are so many people flocking to you?”
“I don’t know the exact number, but I know within ten.”
“Not even ten?”
Yeonjeokha looked at Gongdo with absurd eyes.
The number of young people walking together is in the hundreds. There are probably many people who have already arrived at Bullousan.
But why not pick ten people?
In the end, it is said that most of these people just look at the fire umbrella and go back.
“Yes, the gate of the clan gate is narrower than I imagined.”
“I see.”
Then one of the people walking next to me spoke up.
“Is this your first time seeing ‘Biseungwahae’?”
Yeonjeokha slightly turned her head.
He was a slim-looking man in his early twenties.
“Yes, but it seems to happen many times over there?”
“Not many times, but twice.”
“Oops! He only needs to fall once, what twice.”
Yeonjeokha looked at the young man with puzzled eyes.
He would stare again if he fell due to the issue of aura, but I don't know what kind of guts it is.
Then suddenly the young man lowered his voice.
“Did you know that the quality of spiritual energy is important in the sect?”
"is it so? Does staying for a year improve the quality of the reiki?”
“No. Isn't there a saying, "If quality is not good, quantity is good"? If there is a problem with quality, it is also a way to compete with quantity. I don't know what will work.”
"ah… … .”
I understood the young man's words at once.
It seems that he is re-challenging by increasing the amount of spiritual energy with Yeongji Seoncho.
“So you came back to see the game again with quantity over quality? Did you pick up and eat Yeongji Seoncho?”
“There is no guarantee of success, but I have to do something before I get older. I am Lim Jeong-young from Wonwonseong.”
“We are from Chaoyang. I'm a yeon jeokha, and the other side is just a porter.”
Lim Jung-young glanced at the young lady next to Yeonjeok-ha.
It's not a great beauty, but it's a pretty and cute face nonetheless.
“There is no notice.”
Then Lim Jung-young met his eyes and greeted him.
“Gong sozer. Nice to meet you. I have experience, so if you have any questions, feel free to ask.”
In an instant, Yeonjeokha intervened.
“Hyung Lim, our porter also took on the challenge three years ago.”
Only then did Lim Jeong-young look at the porter with new eyes.
I thought he was just a chore, but he was a contestant on ‘Biseung and Hae’!
After hearing that, I looked at it again and it seems that he doesn't have the face of a person doing a last job.
'The people who fly and crawl in the Munpa are porters?'
A voice echoed in his ears as he was puzzled.
“Well, last year must have been better than three years ago, right? What test were you taking?”
Lim Jeong-young quickly stopped paying attention to the porter.
Yesterday's movie has no meaning.
In the meantime, the family might have gone bankrupt, or it could have been kicked out of the clan.
What matters is today.
“They told me to recite the sutras while climbing halfway up the mountain. Those who could not memorize the sutras were sent back.”
“Can I just memorize the sutras?”
“But climbing the mountain was more difficult than that. Because every step was a trap, there was no time to look at the scriptures. I don't know if it's for memorization or for quickness.”
Yeonjeokha nodded his head and murmured.
“I heard that Hyung-jeong gave a bowl full of water and let it rise, but it seems that it has changed to a sutra. Damn, water in a bowl is so much better.”
However, Lim Jeong-young did not agree.
“You poured water into the bowl? It's really atrocious. I think it was too difficult, so I changed it to a scripture. Even if you drop the sutras on the ground, there is nothing to shed, right?”
Gong Ji-yu also shook his head as if he agreed.
Not confident in memorizing it, he had a rotten expression.
As seen in 'Water Bowl' and 'Gyeongjeon', Lim Jeong-young and Gong Ji-yu communicated well.
It turns out that both of them had studied herbal medicine for a long time, and even the amount of reading was enormous.
As a result, the two quickly became friends as if they had known each other for a long time.
Yeonjeokha, who was alienated from the conversation, was keeping pace with Jeongdeokhaeng before he knew it.
“Hyung Jung.”
"yes."
“There is no point in knowing each other for a long time. look at those two We met a little while ago, but it seems like we've been friends for 10 years. You grew up with Jung hyung since you were little, right?”
“… … yes."
A bitter smile crept across Jeong Deok-haeng's lips.
Where did he grow up together?
At one point, he even thought, 'I'm going to have her as my woman'.
Of course, it's all gone now.
“But look now. Jung hyung is just a porter. Why do you think this happened?”
“I ruined my relationship with my sister-in-law by making fun of her. I am reflecting.”
"Of course I'm guilty of playing her mouth the wrong way, but there's a bigger reason than that."
“That, what is it?
“It just happened. Like flowers wither and water flowing, it just happened that way. There is no reason.”
“… … .”
Jeong Deok-haeng looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with a puzzled face.
It sounded like something was heartbreaking, but on the other hand, it just sounded like nonsense.
“Look at me now. Gong Sojeo and I were close friends, right? By the way, who is next to the ball saucer?”
“Im Sohyup?”
“Yeah, and I’m having a boring talk with Jung. Why do you think this happened?”
'That's because you're ignorant!'
The reason why Yeonjeokha came next to him is simple.
I couldn't get into the conversation between Lim Jeong-yeong and Gong Ji-yu, so I messed around and that's how it happened.
“Mo, I don’t know.”
Fearing that Jeong Deok-haeng would go against her sister's displeasure, she was extremely reticent.
“I told you. that it just happened Because there is no reason.”
“Ah, yes.”
Jeong Deok-haeng knew that.
Every word that comes out of his mouth is nonsense.
You should not try to give it a special meaning and interpret it.
Just think ‘Where is the dog barking’ and she has to shed.
“Isn’t that a bad umbrella over there?”
Suddenly, Yanjihe pointed with her finger at the mountain holding her halo of clouds on her head.
"you're right."
“Are you all here?”
"yes."
Jeong Deok-haeng was overjoyed, but he did not express himself and spoke as calmly as possible.
“Jung hyung, it’s a bit embarrassing for me to say this. Don't you think people should distinguish between public and private life?”
“It is correct to distinguish.”
“Didn’t Jung hyung carry the luggage to the fire umbrella and give directions? I think you need to calculate this. I hate people who pamper me for free just because I know them. What do you think, Jung?”
“I consider it an honor.”
Jeong Deok-haeng did not want to be caught in the pod, so he answered vaguely.
If I take care of it, I will pretend I can’t win and take it, otherwise I will talk.
“No, I need to do the math right away. Have we been together for about a month?”
“Yes, today is twenty-eight days to be exact.”
“Okay, let’s make it a month to make it easier to calculate. I have weak hair, so I have to go big.”
'That's not it, it's because I can't calculate.'
Jeong Deok-haeng laughed inwardly, but said with an embarrassed face.
“Yeon Dae-hyeop, I heard that originally, great people don’t care about trivial matters.”
“Well, let’s do the calculations right away. How much is the porter's wages per month? Do you get two hermits?”
“I get that much, but even if you don’t take care of it… … .”
“No, no. Because we have to distinguish between public and private life. And how much do you charge for guides?”
“I have to give her about three nyang in a month. But even if you don't give... … . In the meantime, I learned a lot from the Daehyeop that I opened.”
“Yes, I made Jung-hyung into a real man. That doesn't mean you can't distinguish between public and private. How much should I pay for porters and guides?”
“It’s five hermits.”
“Yes, five hermits, right? no more? Can't you say something else?"
“Yes, five hermits.”
"good. Then let's calculate the money I should receive.”
"yes?"
Jeong Deok-haeng looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with absurd eyes.
he should get money to do?
What kind of sound is that when you're sleeping and banging on a baton!
“I protected Hyung Jung for a month. I know because I've worked as an escort before. But you don't know how much an escort is paid here? How much should he get if you protect him for a month?”
“No, I was told by the Yeondaehyeop to guide me to Buulusan… … .”
“So you can take a porter and even a road guide, but I don’t even have soup? So stop talking like an idiot who won't even eat you? What is it?”
Only then did Jeong Deok-haeng realize that he had been bitten by a dog-like creature.
I don't know why a guy who is strong enough to beat even a disciple of the clan is trash.
“Yeah, that can’t be. It is very right to say that we should distinguish between the public and the private. I have to give it. I was saved from making a big mistake because Yeon Daehyeop told me. The escorts of the upper ranks receive about five hermits a month.”
“Soyojong Gosu also received five hermits?”
“Oh, no. The masters of the Soyo sect will receive ten times as much, no matter how badly they receive it.”
“Then, if I subtract the five money I will give you from the money I will receive, forty… … Is it five?”
Yeonjeokha frowned between her brows as if the calculation was not going well.
Jeong Deok-haeng hurriedly pulled out his money bag, hoping to use some kind of dumpling again.
I frantically counted forty-five hermits?
‘When did this bastard look through my money bag? Why does it fit so well?'
In the end, Jeong Deok-haeng had to hand over his entire money bag.
“Jung hyung, you’ve been through a lot. There is an umbrella in front of you, so you can go back now. Let's meet again when we are meant to be. just go here I will tell you well about Sojeo Gong.”
"yes? yes… … .”
Yeonjeokha moved away little by little.
Gong Ji-yu was immersed in the conversation with Lim Jeong-young and did not even look back.
Deok-haeng Jeong, who was standing there with a mountain of luggage on his back, let out a shot from the mouth.
'ha! It's all gone. How did my life turn out this way?'
Then, suddenly, Yeonjeokha's words came to mind.
-It just happened like that. No reason.
I thought it was bullshit, but looking back at his situation now, he seems to be right.
Chapter 582 - it just happened
end of April.
sumiseong.
Sim Moo-hyun.
Four o'clock (9 a.m.).
Simjae Gaek Store.
Jeong Deok-haeng, who had even emptied the noodle soup, looked down at the empty bowl with regretful eyes.
Since leaving Sanyin County, his staple food has been noodles until today.
He has never touched any other food except when he was homeless.
In particular, during the past fifteen days, he ate noodles for three meals a day at an inn.
Aren't you tired of eating only noodles?
That is the sound of fullness.
This is because you have to empty the soup to have the strength to last a day.
But that was only until this morning.
When he guides Yeon Jeok-ha and Gong Ji-yu to the entrance of Bul-Usan, his life as a porter ends.
'I have to buy meat to my heart's content.'
That was all I could think of now.
Returning to Sanyin County was a matter of concern after the throat was greased.
Seeing him licking his lips, Yeonjeokha said.
“I think Jung really likes noodles. He might be running a noodle business like that.”
“Ahaha… … .”
Jeong Deok-haeng smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.
I don't know what kind of ghost you're talking about selling noodles.
‘Is that what you are going to do after feeding me noodles? You eat to live, you bastard.’
I don't know what the three thousand gods are doing because they don't catch a guy like that.
Yeonjeokha, who was looking out of his window, murmured.
“I see a lot of young people these days. Are they all going to Fire Umbrella?”
Jeong Deok-haeng said something because he wanted it to be this time.
“It takes about an hour (two hours) from here to Buulusan, so you will have to go to Yeondaehyeop soon.”
“They said ‘Biseungwahae’ starts at noon? What do you do if you go half an hour early?”
“Participants share information with each other, and half-time passes quickly.”
Then Gong Ji-yu stepped in.
“Yeondaehyeop, but it’s a test, so I think it would be okay to go a little earlier and check the atmosphere.”
“Maybe? Then let's go."
Yeonjeokha reluctantly rose from her seat.
The public road was full of neatly dressed young people.
Seeing that they carry swords and their eyes are full of energy, it is clear that they are the participants of 'Biseungwahae'.
The young men walked, looking straight ahead with nervous faces.
As time passed, the number of people gradually increased, reminiscent of a market place.
When the highway was full of people, Yeonjeokha grumbled.
“Gong Sojeo, how many people are you picking, but there are so many people flocking to you?”
“I don’t know the exact number, but I know within ten.”
“Not even ten?”
Yeonjeokha looked at Gongdo with absurd eyes.
The number of young people walking together is in the hundreds. There are probably many people who have already arrived at Bullousan.
But why not pick ten people?
In the end, it is said that most of these people just look at the fire umbrella and go back.
“Yes, the gate of the clan gate is narrower than I imagined.”
“I see.”
Then one of the people walking next to me spoke up.
“Is this your first time seeing ‘Biseungwahae’?”
Yeonjeokha slightly turned her head.
He was a slim-looking man in his early twenties.
“Yes, but it seems to happen many times over there?”
“Not many times, but twice.”
“Oops! He only needs to fall once, what twice.”
Yeonjeokha looked at the young man with puzzled eyes.
He would stare again if he fell due to the issue of aura, but I don't know what kind of guts it is.
Then suddenly the young man lowered his voice.
“Did you know that the quality of spiritual energy is important in the sect?”
"is it so? Does staying for a year improve the quality of the reiki?”
“No. Isn't there a saying, "If quality is not good, quantity is good"? If there is a problem with quality, it is also a way to compete with quantity. I don't know what will work.”
"ah… … .”
I understood the young man's words at once.
It seems that he is re-challenging by increasing the amount of spiritual energy with Yeongji Seoncho.
“So you came back to see the game again with quantity over quality? Did you pick up and eat Yeongji Seoncho?”
“There is no guarantee of success, but I have to do something before I get older. I am Lim Jeong-young from Wonwonseong.”
“We are from Chaoyang. I'm a yeon jeokha, and the other side is just a porter.”
Lim Jung-young glanced at the young lady next to Yeonjeok-ha.
It's not a great beauty, but it's a pretty and cute face nonetheless.
“There is no notice.”
Then Lim Jung-young met his eyes and greeted him.
“Gong sozer. Nice to meet you. I have experience, so if you have any questions, feel free to ask.”
In an instant, Yeonjeokha intervened.
“Hyung Lim, our porter also took on the challenge three years ago.”
Only then did Lim Jeong-young look at the porter with new eyes.
I thought he was just a chore, but he was a contestant on ‘Biseung and Hae’!
After hearing that, I looked at it again and it seems that he doesn't have the face of a person doing a last job.
'The people who fly and crawl in the Munpa are porters?'
A voice echoed in his ears as he was puzzled.
“Well, last year must have been better than three years ago, right? What test were you taking?”
Lim Jeong-young quickly stopped paying attention to the porter.
Yesterday's movie has no meaning.
In the meantime, the family might have gone bankrupt, or it could have been kicked out of the clan.
What matters is today.
“They told me to recite the sutras while climbing halfway up the mountain. Those who could not memorize the sutras were sent back.”
“Can I just memorize the sutras?”
“But climbing the mountain was more difficult than that. Because every step was a trap, there was no time to look at the scriptures. I don't know if it's for memorization or for quickness.”
Yeonjeokha nodded his head and murmured.
“I heard that Hyung-jeong gave a bowl full of water and let it rise, but it seems that it has changed to a sutra. Damn, water in a bowl is so much better.”
However, Lim Jeong-young did not agree.
“You poured water into the bowl? It's really atrocious. I think it was too difficult, so I changed it to a scripture. Even if you drop the sutras on the ground, there is nothing to shed, right?”
Gong Ji-yu also shook his head as if he agreed.
Not confident in memorizing it, he had a rotten expression.
As seen in 'Water Bowl' and 'Gyeongjeon', Lim Jeong-young and Gong Ji-yu communicated well.
It turns out that both of them had studied herbal medicine for a long time, and even the amount of reading was enormous.
As a result, the two quickly became friends as if they had known each other for a long time.
Yeonjeokha, who was alienated from the conversation, was keeping pace with Jeongdeokhaeng before he knew it.
“Hyung Jung.”
"yes."
“There is no point in knowing each other for a long time. look at those two We met a little while ago, but it seems like we've been friends for 10 years. You grew up with Jung hyung since you were little, right?”
“… … yes."
A bitter smile crept across Jeong Deok-haeng's lips.
Where did he grow up together?
At one point, he even thought, 'I'm going to have her as my woman'.
Of course, it's all gone now.
“But look now. Jung hyung is just a porter. Why do you think this happened?”
“I ruined my relationship with my sister-in-law by making fun of her. I am reflecting.”
"Of course I'm guilty of playing her mouth the wrong way, but there's a bigger reason than that."
“That, what is it?
“It just happened. Like flowers wither and water flowing, it just happened that way. There is no reason.”
“… … .”
Jeong Deok-haeng looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with a puzzled face.
It sounded like something was heartbreaking, but on the other hand, it just sounded like nonsense.
“Look at me now. Gong Sojeo and I were close friends, right? By the way, who is next to the ball saucer?”
“Im Sohyup?”
“Yeah, and I’m having a boring talk with Jung. Why do you think this happened?”
'That's because you're ignorant!'
The reason why Yeonjeokha came next to him is simple.
I couldn't get into the conversation between Lim Jeong-yeong and Gong Ji-yu, so I messed around and that's how it happened.
“Mo, I don’t know.”
Fearing that Jeong Deok-haeng would go against her sister's displeasure, she was extremely reticent.
“I told you. that it just happened Because there is no reason.”
“Ah, yes.”
Jeong Deok-haeng knew that.
Every word that comes out of his mouth is nonsense.
You should not try to give it a special meaning and interpret it.
Just think ‘Where is the dog barking’ and she has to shed.
“Isn’t that a bad umbrella over there?”
Suddenly, Yanjihe pointed with her finger at the mountain holding her halo of clouds on her head.
"you're right."
“Are you all here?”
"yes."
Jeong Deok-haeng was overjoyed, but he did not express himself and spoke as calmly as possible.
“Jung hyung, it’s a bit embarrassing for me to say this. Don't you think people should distinguish between public and private life?”
“It is correct to distinguish.”
“Didn’t Jung hyung carry the luggage to the fire umbrella and give directions? I think you need to calculate this. I hate people who pamper me for free just because I know them. What do you think, Jung?”
“I consider it an honor.”
Jeong Deok-haeng did not want to be caught in the pod, so he answered vaguely.
If I take care of it, I will pretend I can’t win and take it, otherwise I will talk.
“No, I need to do the math right away. Have we been together for about a month?”
“Yes, today is twenty-eight days to be exact.”
“Okay, let’s make it a month to make it easier to calculate. I have weak hair, so I have to go big.”
'That's not it, it's because I can't calculate.'
Jeong Deok-haeng laughed inwardly, but said with an embarrassed face.
“Yeon Dae-hyeop, I heard that originally, great people don’t care about trivial matters.”
“Well, let’s do the calculations right away. How much is the porter's wages per month? Do you get two hermits?”
“I get that much, but even if you don’t take care of it… … .”
“No, no. Because we have to distinguish between public and private life. And how much do you charge for guides?”
“I have to give her about three nyang in a month. But even if you don't give... … . In the meantime, I learned a lot from the Daehyeop that I opened.”
“Yes, I made Jung-hyung into a real man. That doesn't mean you can't distinguish between public and private. How much should I pay for porters and guides?”
“It’s five hermits.”
“Yes, five hermits, right? no more? Can't you say something else?"
“Yes, five hermits.”
"good. Then let's calculate the money I should receive.”
"yes?"
Jeong Deok-haeng looked at Yeon Jeok-ha with absurd eyes.
he should get money to do?
What kind of sound is that when you're sleeping and banging on a baton!
“I protected Hyung Jung for a month. I know because I've worked as an escort before. But you don't know how much an escort is paid here? How much should he get if you protect him for a month?”
“No, I was told by the Yeondaehyeop to guide me to Buulusan… … .”
“So you can take a porter and even a road guide, but I don’t even have soup? So stop talking like an idiot who won't even eat you? What is it?”
Only then did Jeong Deok-haeng realize that he had been bitten by a dog-like creature.
I don't know why a guy who is strong enough to beat even a disciple of the clan is trash.
“Yeah, that can’t be. It is very right to say that we should distinguish between the public and the private. I have to give it. I was saved from making a big mistake because Yeon Daehyeop told me. The escorts of the upper ranks receive about five hermits a month.”
“Soyojong Gosu also received five hermits?”
“Oh, no. The masters of the Soyo sect will receive ten times as much, no matter how badly they receive it.”
“Then, if I subtract the five money I will give you from the money I will receive, forty… … Is it five?”
Yeonjeokha frowned between her brows as if the calculation was not going well.
Jeong Deok-haeng hurriedly pulled out his money bag, hoping to use some kind of dumpling again.
I frantically counted forty-five hermits?
‘When did this bastard look through my money bag? Why does it fit so well?'
In the end, Jeong Deok-haeng had to hand over his entire money bag.
“Jung hyung, you’ve been through a lot. There is an umbrella in front of you, so you can go back now. Let's meet again when we are meant to be. just go here I will tell you well about Sojeo Gong.”
"yes? yes… … .”
Yeonjeokha moved away little by little.
Gong Ji-yu was immersed in the conversation with Lim Jeong-young and did not even look back.
Deok-haeng Jeong, who was standing there with a mountain of luggage on his back, let out a shot from the mouth.
'ha! It's all gone. How did my life turn out this way?'
Then, suddenly, Yeonjeokha's words came to mind.
-It just happened like that. No reason.
I thought it was bullshit, but looking back at his situation now, he seems to be right.
