Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 448

Published at 21st of August 2023 04:30:58 AM

Chapter 448 - Did you just call me tumbleweed?

The couple had to walk to the unboxing after their wagon was stolen in Mantanjin.

The dark-eyed Yeonjeokha walked honestly along the banks of the Yellow River.

A situation where all the food ingredients were stolen along with the wagon.

He walked for four days, getting food from people's houses, and finally arrived at huawang Village.

As soon as he entered the Namyeon guesthouse, he said, “Give me the choban (fried rice).”

Nam Su-gyeong asked Yeon Jeok-ha, who was eating early food like a possessed person.

“Yeon Gongja, did you say that the wagon was stolen from Mantanjin in Zhongmu-hyeon?”

"uh."

“In Jungmu-hyeon, it’s a one-day trip by carriage, but did you walk four days?”

“I didn’t know the way, so I followed the Yellow River. Because the river flows in one place.”

"ah! You came back a lot. So what happened to the thief? Did he say his name was Gokseong?”

"I'll have to look for it. It won't be difficult. Coachmen who are good at cooking are not common.”

When Yeon Jeok-ha and Nam Su-gyeong talked about wailing for a long time, Gu Cheon-no also felt heartache.

“Confucius, I heard that you were coming and ran. By the way, it seems that the guy named Jeokwol is quite upset? You look completely exhausted?”

Then, Nam Soo-kyung stepped out for Yeon Jeok-ha, who had his mouth full of green tea.

“It's because the wagon was stolen in Jungmu-hyeon. The coachman fed them to their heart's content and ran away with the wagon.”

“Tsk tsk! I should have been by your side What kind of madman would have stabbed our Gongjanim in the back of the head?”

“The name is Gokseong, but it is probably not the real name. ah! And they say she cooks very well. Did you sleep in before or something? How well the thief cooked and fed it. As soon as he returned, he found Chobin.”

“In the beginning?”

“The thief made a good start. Was it the first time you had a taste that stuck to your mouth like that?”

“Confucius, is it true?”

"uh. It tastes better than the food at our inn.”

At those words, Nam Soo-kyung, who runs the inn, was furious.

“Sheesh! Will anything taste good if it stays around that long? Don’t you know that the market is a side dish?”

"is it."

He readily accepted her point of rivalry.

For some reason, she felt like she was praising the trickster's cooking skills.

"He's a swindler who's good at cooking. That alone isn't enough... … . Are there any other characteristics?”

“I have a good impression, so I look nice. Just look at the face, it's just a living Buddha. If old man Sim had met him, he would have taken out his liver too? At least I ended up with a carriage.”

“Hehe, it can be. Don't you know I hate middlemen? If it looked like a living Buddha, I would have been more wary.”

“Damn the words. A great man who will even take your underwear away when you meet him.”

“That only applies to people with a soft heart like Confucius. Wear and wear like me. Absolutely no way. I am the kind of person who will take and eat even what goes into a beggar’s mouth.”

“Oh, I’m proud of you.”

Nam Soo-kyung, unable to bear the loud voice of old sim, said a word.

“Even Grandpa Sim is not in a position to talk about it. Did you forget that you were scammed together when you bought a male guest cup?”

“Hmm, that can happen to anyone. Stealing the wagon is due to lack of experience.”

"well. It seems to me that both of them trusted people and got stabbed in the back. is not it?"

“Great. Similar, but different trades too. Anyway, seeing Confucius eat makes me hungry too. Bring me one to try for the first time in a while.”

Then old sim, which was hard for excuses, turned the topic to the beginning.

Nam Soo-kyung walked to the kitchen without saying a word, even though he knew how heartbreaking it was.

She is, of course, in order to sell even one more bowl in the beginning.

“I have to go to the Namgung family. Old Sim catch him.”

“Did you say wailing?”

“Oh, he looks chubby. When you see it, you will immediately understand why I said that.”

“If you search the stables in Shanseo, you will come out. Shall we throw it into the Yellow River like before?”

"no. I'm not good at cooking, so I'll have to pamper myself. Even old man Shim will change his mind if he eats his first half?”

“Are you that good at cooking?”

"I don't know about anything else, but the first half is the best I've ever had."

"So you're telling me to let you live because of your early skills?"

“Compared to the beginning he made, this is just rice with pork fat on it. Even though the wagon was stolen, the first thing that came to my mind was that I couldn’t eat the first half.”

"her! Having said that, I really want to hold on to it. I'll keep it for you too. If you get tired of it in the beginning, then I will throw it into the river.”

Old sim said that he would ‘throw it into the river’ until the end, as if he really hated the swindler.

“Until then, don’t hurt a finger. You know what I mean?”

"yes."

Old sim nodded his head with a determined face.

He is the one who dared to hit the back of the jeokha head and ran away, so he intends to catch it somehow.

At that time, Nam Soo-gyeong brought her own chow mein and egg soup.

He had nothing to do, and he didn't entrust it to Sang-do because the other person was heartbroken.

“The egg soup is provided free of charge. I’m afraid I’ll dip a spoon in the egg soup of Yeon Gongja.”

“Hehe, don’t eat well.”

No one hates freebies.

Old sim eyes did not fall off the egg bath.

Nam Soo-kyung put down the soup and egg soup in front of Simtong and went back to the counter.

Old sim stopped eating the first half and asked.

"You're going to the Namgung family?"

"uh."

“Hehe, if you go this time, please set a date.”

"I don't know. I'm just going to say hello."

The young man's face turned red.

It was so funny that Simtong continued to bring up the story of the marriage.

“Confucius, even so, did Namgung Sojeo not get married? You should catch me before it's too late.”

“Why do you keep trying to catch me? where does that go my way? You have to follow what your uncle tells you to do.”

“Would the Namgung family want to easily let go of Empress yeon? I'm going to try to pamper you a little more, so you have to go first.”

“What are you eating? My older sister said she would help with housework.”

“That is the problem. Confucius said that he didn't know yet, but there is no end to household chores. If you help them, they will easily pass their twenties.”

"no way… … . To that extent.”

Contrary to his words, Yeon Jeok-ha's expression was slightly dark.

No one knows how many years it will take to rebuild the ruined Namgung Family House. As Simtong said, he could have been prosperous and passed his twenties.

“To that extent. Do you know if Moorim Sega is just becoming? Have you seen Zhuge? I struggled for hundreds of years, but I couldn't hear a sound and was severed. Namgung Sega was lucky to survive the battle against the famous Kyo, but only her upper head remained and her lower back was all but dead. At least ten years to recover it. No, ten years too early. Who do you think can raise Namgung family? Sword King? He's only good at cutting a knife, but he's not good at operating Sega. Now do you know why I hurriedly asked you to catch me?”

“Grunt! Okay, so eat some rice. I will pretend.”

“Confucius! Are grains of rice going down your throat? It looks like you're going to spend your first night in ten years or so.”

At the words ‘first night’, Yeon Jeok-ha’s face turned red like a well-ripe persimmon.

“Ah, little, okay, stop it.”

“It's because I'm the only one on Confucius' side to take care of him. Don’t drag around Namgung’s house, and scream hotly when you go.”

“What are you running?”

“I mean ask for the Namgung Sojeo.”

"ha! That's a worry too. There is nothing to do even if you bring a busy sister. work to do.”

“Why not? Half of the guesthouse belongs to Gongja.”

When the story of the inn came out, Nam Soo-kyung pretended not to listen and listened to her.

“Nevertheless it is. How do you ask for a guesthouse from a sister who listens to the sound of ten warlords? If people know, I'm the only one who curses at me. Namgungse has no face to see people.”

“Well, since you said there was nothing to do, I meant it because it wasn’t.”

Old sim scratched his head.

Hagiya, if Empress yeon runs an inn, not only the Namgung family but also Kang Ho will be overturned.

Nam Soo-kyung, who was listening at the checkout counter, pursed her lips.

"What's the point? is not it? Is it Sangdo?”

“Yes, but I would like to object.”

"why?"

“I thought that many people would feel uncomfortable when Empress yeon came along.”

"yes? Isn’t it bad because we’re uncomfortable?”

Sang-do nodded at Nam Soo-kyung’s words.

He said several people, but in fact he said the opposite for Nam Soo-kyung.

She shuddered at the thought of her and the wife of her senior being together.

Then old sim that had been choking after putting her green tea in her mouth suddenly looked up at Yeonjeokha.

“Gongja?”

"What?"

“What do you think, son-in-law?”

“Are you asking me to go and live in the Namgung family?”

“This is what I said because son-in-law might say something. If that happens, you'll be able to do what you've always been doing. Wouldn’t it be better to run a Namgung family store rather than an inn?”

“Then what am I doing?”

“What is Confucius to do? It's the same whether you're lounging around in an inn or at Namgung's house.”

“Then it doesn’t stand out. side.”

“Wouldn’t it be more embarrassing for a lady of ten warlords to run an inn? I think people will swear at Confucius, saying, ‘Let’s sell women, Dwiungbak.’”

“What is ‘Let’s sell women’? Do you have any swear words like that?”

When Yeonjeokha, who did not know the meaning of the words, tilted his head, Simtong explained.

“Dwiungbak is dried by making a hole near the top and hollowing it out. Grain or seeds are put in this hole. Of course, rich households put ‘rice’, but poor households sometimes put ‘meat’. So, ‘the content that can be contained changes depending on which house it is in’, or something like that.”

“… … .”

He put down the spoon with a shocked face in an instant.

“Did you just call me tumbleweed? Livestock or fodder?”

Old sim then shook his head.

"no. Why is Confucius here? What I mean is, I'm afraid that if the person who ran 'Namgung Sega' was in an inn, that kind of noise would come out.”

"Oh yeah? So you’re saying that the inn, not me, is the ‘tub’?”

“That’s how it is.”

Actually, it sounded like overturning or meching, but I didn't even think about that.

Meanwhile, stealing from the checkout counter Nam Soo-kyung, who was there, was bubbling in the stomach.

Of course, the expression of old sim is not wrong.

To be honest, compared to the Murim family, the Namgung family, the Namyeon guesthouse is more than enough.

Still, it wasn't a good sound to hear from the point of view of running an inn.

When Nam Soo-kyung's breathing became rough, Sang-do sneaked into his kitchen.

She smiled heartily as she saw Yeonjeokha making her blank face.

“Hehe. Complicated, right? That's what being an adult is all about. It is bound to be very different from when a man lives alone. I don’t like that, so I live alone.”

“I don’t think there was a girl who liked Old Man Sim.”

“It is not. Confucius said it only because he looked old, but when I was Confucius' age, I also flew around.”

“Oops! Did you even fly? He was a great person.”

“Anyway, Gongjnim, think carefully. What are you going to do with the ten warriors? If you don’t have anything to do, it might be better to go to Daryl’s son-in-law.”

"ha!"

A shotgun trick flowed from the mouth of the Yeonjeokha.

She went to a Namyeon inn to take a break, and she received a really painful remark.

Don't you know if you're alone?

Life with Namgung-yeon seems to be the way it should be.

That path would be vastly different from the ‘lounging around in a guesthouse’ she had hoped for.

‘What is this? I shouldn't hear Yeon-sister telling me to sell it back.'

Chapter end