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# 17
Taejonbirok Volume 1 Episode 17
Chapter 6 – Fox and Dog Jang Il (2)
That night.
“Hahahahahahaha!”
In a hut called Gaebong Bunta, Jang Il hugged a coin and blew up a firecracker.
“Hahahaha! In half a day, the operating expenses for half a year are gone! The god of wealth has come, the god of wealth has come!”
Wei Yanho's cheeks swelled.
“You’re turning people into beggars!”
“Isn’t it good? Come on, eat, eat! Eat as much as you want!”
Jang Il mustered up his courage and stopped by a famous restaurant in Gaebong to buy a lot of gourmet food.
It was an extravagance that was unimaginable in normal times, but there was no reason not to repay Wei Yanho to this extent, who had earned half a year's worth of operating expenses in half a day.
“Ugh, it’s all that old man’s fault!”
Wi Yeon-ho ground his teeth.
I lived for five years without eating a single blade of grass.
Although he was able to maintain it with Baek Muhan's internal energy, Baek Muhan literally only provided enough energy to require training.
Thanks to that, in five years, Wei Yanhui became like Moknaei.
Although he wanted to protest that he was not a beggar, Wi Yeon-ho was speechless after seeing the mirror that Jang-il had brought. There was absolutely no room for excuses.
I feel like crying when I see my own face!
“The second son of the Daegwangdongwi family is a beggar! A beggar! Ugh! Mom! If Mom finds out about this, Gwangdong will burst into tears.”
Jang Il smiled and patted Wi Yeon-ho on the shoulder.
“Hahaha! I told you to eat it without complaining.”
“Ugh.”
Wi Yeon-ho grumbled as he inhaled the food Jang-il had brought.
The food I ate in the world after five years was so delicious that it brought tears to my eyes.
Wi Yeon-ho ate food as if he had a hole in his stomach.
“……Eat slowly.”
“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.”
"……what?"
“Oh my god, what the hell is this?”
"huh?"
"ah!"
Wi Yeon-ho swallowed the food in his mouth and opened his mouth.
“Don’t talk to me while I’m eating!”
"sorry."
Wi Yeon-ho emptied the dishes like a storm and lay down on the floor, holding his belly that was swollen like a balloon.
“Ah, now I feel like I can live a little.”
“……How long have you been starving?”
“Five years?”
“If a person starves for a month, he or she will die.”
“I told you it’s true.”
“Well, I guess you have to starve yourself for a month or two to avoid looking like that.”
Jang Il smiled.
“Well, whatever, it’s fine. You’re a god who came to me!”
“I won’t do it tomorrow.”
“Huh? What does that mean?”
“You made a lot of money, right?”
“…….”
“If you’ve earned that much, now give me some information.”
“But still, a promise is a promise…….”
“Can I finish this by tomorrow and then go around telling people that I’m not your father?”
"eww……."
“I’m going to be going soon. But you guys who have to keep begging here, right?”
Jang-il raised both his hands and started to whine.
“Haha! You’re a lot smarter than I thought. Well, that’s good. It’s a shame, but I earned half a year’s worth of operating expenses, so let’s leave it at that.”
Jang Il whetted his appetite.
“So what do you want to know?”
“A list of famous university professors, where they live, and their hobbies and special skills.”
“Well, that’s not that difficult.”
“A list of famous blacksmiths, their residences, and their hobbies and specialties.”
“Well, that too.”
“And the famous…….”
In addition, dozens of positions, hobbies, special skills, lifestyle habits, and personalities came out of Wi Yeon-ho's mouth.
“All of that?”
“It’s not that difficult, is it?”
“Each one isn’t that difficult… but the number is a bit…”
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“A man wouldn’t say two things with one mouth, would he?”
“Okay.”
Jang-il scratched his head.
“I thought you were the god of wealth, but you were the god of disaster. Anyway, I promised you, so I’ll give it to you. It’ll take a while, so come back in seven days and nights.”
Wi Yeon-ho smiled and answered Jang Il's kind explanation.
“I have nowhere to go.”
"huh?"
“I have nothing to do, so I’ll just wait here. Please tell me quickly.”
“You’re waiting here?”
“Can't I?”
“……No, there’s no reason why it wouldn’t work. Then go ahead and do it.”
And Jang Il regretted those words only a few days later.
“Oh, Lord Bunta!”
The next day, problems arose.
"why?"
“Oh, this is a big problem.”
"what?"
“That’s it! I think you should come and see it.”
“What kind of urgent matter is this that you beggars are so anxious about? What’s going on?”
Jang-il followed the little beggar without thinking much of it.
Then he rubbed his eyes.
"huh?"
The beggar who had helped him beg yesterday was lying down on a mat, and coins were piled up in front of him.
"I……."
On the other hand, the beggars begging on the other side were being beaten.
“Those who are all healthy!”
“Where are those beggars who don’t even look like beggars begging for money? Why don’t you just get out of here?”
Everything in the world is relative.
When the real beggars of beggars appeared, the beggars who had been sulking until then looked very clean and healthy.
The kind-hearted Seonhwaru kitchen lady, who had been giving him cold rice just yesterday, was breaking a bowl with cold eyes.
How can a person change so quickly?
But it wasn't their fault.
Even to Jang Il, the beggars next to Wi Yeon-ho did not look like beggars. They looked like young men who could grab the zelkova tree next to them with both hands and pull it out at any moment.
"eww……."
Jang Il shuddered at this situation.
“Wow, is the god of disaster really possessing me!”
“Because of that beggar, we can’t go begging. Everyone who has ever seen that beggar is breaking our beggars’ bowls.”
“Even a legless fantasy went out to do good deeds and was beaten and kicked out!”
“Imagination is…….”
If even the myth and legend of the Gaebong Jeokseon world, Gongsang, broke the gourd, then this was not an ordinary serious matter.
If things continue like this, we will end up having to use the operating expenses we earned yesterday to cover living expenses.
A beggar has to spend money to live!
It was a matter of upheaval and even more so, it was a matter of pride as an open country.
“Ugh! This is a matter of pride! You guys are beggars too! Don’t give up after breaking a couple of bowls. Get excited about doing good deeds!”
“It’s ridiculous! Even the girl from the persimmon house poured cold water on the beggars who went to do charity.”
“Ah, the girl from the persimmon house?”
Wasn't she the warmest-hearted woman in the movie?
A kind-hearted woman who shed tears even when the wind blew and a leaf fell, and who took a limping dog by and took it home and cared for it while shedding tears as big as chicken droppings!
The girl like a pear blossom that Jang-il had cherished in a corner of his heart and longed for so dearly, is pouring cold water on her!
“What did you say?”
“He said if you mess around one more time he’ll pour shit on you next time.”
“Ugh.”
Jang Il sent off his first love with a single tear.
“My lord! We have to stop that beggar somehow! If we continue like this, we’ll all starve to death!”
“A beggar starved to death in Gaebong!”
It was an event that will go down in history.
Whether Jang Il was shaking or not, Wei Yanhu leisurely lay down and scratched his stomach. At first, he was embarrassed and ashamed, but when he actually did it, he realized that this job suited his aptitude very well.
If you just lie down and take a nap, you'll find a ton of money piled up.
Then, after saving up that money appropriately and going back to sleep, the money will have piled up again.
I felt like I wanted to just sit there and scrape together money.
“Making money isn’t that great either.”
At this rate, I'll have enough money to buy a large manor before the month is out.
“It must have been so easy and convenient for beggars to make money.”
It was Wi Yeon-ho who made light of the words that would make beggars, who were barely able to get a cold bowl of rice to eat while wearing a straw hat and suffering from frostbite on a cold winter day, shed tears of blood if they heard them.
Jang Il rushed to Wi Yeon-ho.
“What are you doing!”
"yes?"
“What are you doing!”
“You told me to learn how to beg? I just do whatever I’m told…….”
“……Okay, wake up!”
“You don’t like it?”
“Why don’t you like it? I said you’re not a beggar!”
Wi Yeon-ho conveyed his new enlightenment to Jang Il.
“If you think about it, if you don’t have money, you’re a beggar. There’s no such thing as a beggar. Well, then I’m a beggar. I have no money, and nowhere to go…….”
“Now you have money!”
It was a day when I was so desperate that I had to be respectful.
“Well, the more money the better.”
“If this continues, we will all starve to death. Don’t you know what morality is? Stop this and go to my place! Aren’t you hungry?”
“That’s true, but…….”
“You have to beg while eating! If you keep doing this, you’ll get sick!”
“It’s okay. Let’s just sleep a little longer and eat, okay?”
“Hey, sleeping on the street like this is bad for your health. Let’s go to my hut. Wouldn’t it be more comfortable to sleep in the cool shade?”
“I sleep well anywhere.”
“You sleep well anywhere! Have you never slept in a really comfortable bed?”
“There are no beds there anyway. What kind of beds are there in a beggar’s den? They’re probably just made of straw or something. I’d rather stay here.”
Jang-il became serious.
“There are no beds, what are you talking about! Hey, you piece of shit!”
“Yes, Lord Bunta!”
“Bed! Go buy a bed!”
“Yes? A bed?”
“Yes, a bed! The most expensive one, the softest, and the most comfortable one that you’ll never get up from once you lie down on it!”
“But money…….”
“There’s money in my wallet, so go and buy it quickly! Move to the shack right now!”
“Yes, I understand!”
“How is it? Isn’t there a bed now?”
Jang Il was desperate, but Wi Yeon-ho was calm.
“Well, that’s true… but I’m hungry. I’m going to earn some money here and buy some food.”
“Food? Why are you buying food with your own money? If you were in a hut, we would beg for it!”
“But since I’m a beginner beggar, it’s hard for me to live off of the cold food I received.”
“Cold rice? Who! Which beggar dares to give you cold rice! Gongjin!”
“Yes, Lord Bunta!”
“Go to Chwiwolru and ask them to pack you the best food! First, five servings! No, ten servings! The best…….”
“Father, Lord Bunta, money…….”
“You’re in the gutter, you little beggar!”
“Yes! Yes! I understand!”
Jang Il wiped away his cold sweat and spoke to Wi Yeon Ho. He felt like he was going to die from exhaustion.
“Come on, let’s go to the hut! There’ll be some good food waiting for you.”
But Wei Yanhui was in no hurry at all.
And unfortunately, Wei Yanhu was the type of person who couldn't get up easily once he got his back on the ground.
“Hmm… This is annoying.”
"huh?"
“It’s a bit far. I don’t feel like getting up, so I’ll just take a nap for now…….”
“Jongduya!”
"yes!"
“Go and get the cart!”
“Is it a cart?”
“Shouldn’t we move it? Go quickly and get the cart!”
"……yes."
“Come on, you don’t have to lift a finger!”
“Then what…….”
Wi Yeon-ho smiled faintly.
Jang Il shivered as the laughter felt like that of an evil spirit.
The true god of disaster has descended upon the land of Gaebong.