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Taejonbirok Volume 10 Episode 22
Chapter 62 Laziness, Dangerous (2)
“That’s right.”
As Ho-cheol-san nodded repeatedly, Jang-il shrugged his shoulders.
“I wondered why you were looking for this beggar, and it turned out to be a story about work.”
“It’s not that we didn’t look for you, it’s that you didn’t look for us.”
“Really? I thought you wouldn’t play with me because I was a beggar.”
“Why are you saying that?”
“Oh, you sir. Just kidding, just kidding. How can you not understand even a joke?”
Jang-il chuckled.
'That bastard is like a snake.'
Although they are beggars, there is a world of difference between a beggar and a beggar in the open. Moreover, even among the beggars in the open, Jang Il, who was a small-time beggar, could be said to be of a higher class than the others here.
Of course, there was no one who could ignore Jang Il just because he was a beggar. Those who knew that connections were power tried to build a relationship with Jang Il in some way, but Jang Il always turned down their wishes.
“Let me get this straight. It’s not that we rejected you, it’s that you didn’t deal with us.”
“Those who deal with information should refrain from becoming too friendly with someone. My heart is like a chimney, but… what can I do, given my position.”
Ho-cheol-san kept his mouth shut.
'That guy really gets along well with the coral.'
That's true.
Does it make sense that a guy who pushes away all human relationships with the excuse that he shouldn't get emotionally involved with those who need to get information from him is hanging out with Wi San-ho and giggling?
I hate to admit it, but even if everyone here worked together, they wouldn't have as much influence as Weishan.
'Don't lie with your mouth wet.'
There were a few things I wanted to say, but they were in a sorry state right now. There was no need to hurt their feelings by bringing up unnecessary words.
“Let’s say you’re in the position of an information broker. Then I hope you know the information we want.”
“You need information about Wei Yanho?”
“That’s right.”
Jang-il nodded and slumped down in his chair.
“……What are you doing?”
“I would like to ask what you are doing.”
"hmm?"
“How can someone who wants to get information be so empty-handed? We’re not digging the ground to do business, and even now, beggars all over the Central Plains are suffering in the morning dew for each piece of information.”
“Ugh…….”
Ho-cheol-san, who understood Jang-il's meaning, quickly untied the belt around his waist.
“Here you go.”
Jang Il caught the pole thrown by Ho Cheol San, released it, and frowned.
“Not enough.”
“How could it be lacking? How much money is in it!”
“Don’t you think it’s not enough?”
Jang Il was resolute.
“If it’s information about Weishanho, this amount of money is more than enough. I can give you as much information as I want about the great hero. But not Wei Yanho. Wei Yanho has long been classified as a top-tier figure by all intelligence organizations. Do you know how expensive the information fee is for a top-tier figure?”
“Ugh…….”
Ho-cheol-san trembled.
“Hey, do you really have to reveal that much money between colleagues?”
“Oh, you don’t know. Do you think I’m doing this because I want money from you? I’m not taking the money. If I were to take it, it would be embezzlement. This money will go back to the higher-ups and be used to give even a single cold meal to the beggars who are working day and night for the well-being of the world. How can I save this kind of money?”
'Effort will freeze to death.'
The world knows that the act of openness is to wander around begging for food at inns and gather words you have heard here and there, so what do you mean by suffering in the cold dew?
Because there are so many of them, if you just collect everything you hear word for word, it becomes plausible information.
Ho-cheol-san trembled and turned his head back.
“……Isn’t it a special order?”
The hateful gazes of his classmates turned to Ho-cheol-san. Ho-cheol-san flinched, but soon raised his head again.
“Hand it over.”
“Damn.”
“I don’t even have money left to eat.”
The rain poured down in front of Jang Il.
“Wow!”
Jang Il looked at the pouring rain and his face became like that of a puppy that had eaten its fill and was lying down.
'You're lucky, you're lucky.'
If there had been no Wei Yanhu, would he have been able to steal the war chest from these great men?
There were countless times when I was upset because of my involvement with Wi Yeon-ho, but it was a day where I definitely received some rewards.
“So what do you want to know? Family relationships? Or what women like?”
“I want to know what Wei Yanhu likes.”
“Sleep, food, bed.”
“Other than something obvious, isn’t there something lesser-known?”
“Actually, he’s really greedy when it comes to money. He’s almost like a money demon.”
“No, not that!”
Jang Il looked at Hocheolsan with a frown.
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“What is this? Are you asking me to tell you everything related to Wei Yanhu? If you do that, you won’t get the information you want even after three days and four nights. Tell me your purpose. I’ll give you the information you need.”
Originally, it was up to the client to obtain the information, but Jang Il was doing them a great favor because he had a certain level of motive and felt sorry for them.
"in fact……."
After hearing the entire explanation, Jang Il looked at Ho Cheol San with a look of disbelief.
“So…… Since our relationship with Wei Yanhu has become distant, is that what you’re saying, so that we can restore our relationship, please tell me something that Wei Yanhu would like?”
“And don’t say it so blatantly!”
Ho-cheol-san's face turned bright red. It was the truth without a single mistake, but it's only natural that it would be embarrassing to hear it from someone else.
“No, woah, that’s… um.”
Jang Il-do seemed to be equally confused, though his direction was slightly different.
“You want to become friends with Wi Yeon-ho?”
Jang Il's eyes trembled.
What should I say?
If someone were to tell him that he would rather die by jumping off a thousand-foot cliff, Jang Il would be confident enough to say, "Life is hard, and even if you live longer, there's no guarantee that things will get better than they are now, so it might not be a bad choice." However, in front of those who say that they want to become friends with Wi Yeon-ho, even his smooth tongue freezes.
“There are so many ways to commit suicide. From biting your tongue to burying your nose in a dishtowel, there are countless ways to kill yourself. I don’t know why anyone would choose that. It’s probably the most brutal way for a living human being to die.”
“What are you talking about?”
“……Yeah, you don’t understand. It’s blissful when you don’t understand. If you understand what this means, it’s really sad.”
When Jang-il made a pitiful face, Ho-cheol-san comforted him without realizing it. Jang-il's face was so pitiful that he had to look at it from above without even knowing what was going on.
“Anyway.”
Jang-il scratched his head. Every time his hand touched his head, something fell down, but the people in the middle just turned their heads and ignored him, and no one said anything unpleasant to Jang-il.
“First of all, I commend you for making such a grand plan to become friends with Wi Yeon-ho. That is truly a great thing. If the Buddha had been born in this era, he might have become an Asura instead of a Buddha.”
“Stop talking nonsense and speak up. Is there a way or not?”
“A method……I don’t know if this can be called a method……”
Jang-il finally opened his mouth after drooling as if he had nothing to say.
“First of all, one of those goals is unachievable.”
“Which one? And why?”
“The impossible goal is to improve relations with Wei Yanhu.”
“Why is that something that can’t be achieved? Is it that Wi Yeon-ho is a typical small-minded person who never forgets a bad relationship he once had?”
“It’s the opposite that’s the problem.”
Jang-il clicked his tongue.
“It’s not that Wei Yanhu never forgets grudges, but he just doesn’t care much about them. Rather, it’s that he’s not the type of person to remember every single thing that happened to someone like you.”
“You don’t remember?”
“To be frank, there’s a high chance that Wei Yan-ho doesn’t even remember your face right now. It would be fortunate if he could at least remember your name. So, you’re saying that you’re going to improve your relationship with Wei Yan-ho is just a dream. There’s no relationship to be restored in the first place, so what are you talking about improving?”
Ho-cheol-san ended up becoming a mute who ate honey.
“Something happened and you don’t remember it?”
“It may be a great thing from your perspective, but it’s nothing special from Wi Yeon-ho’s perspective. So there’s no point in trying to improve relations for no reason.”
Is this comforting, or is it not comforting?
“Is that so?”
“That's what I said.”
Ho-cheol-san nodded. Although he didn’t understand exactly what was happening, he could understand what Jang-il was trying to say.
Then, Jang Il soon gave his final verdict.
“In fact, from Wi Yeon-ho’s perspective, you guys are no different from just any neighborhood dog passing by. So don’t scratch and make a fuss for no reason.”
“Euuuum.”
It was shocking that something so brutal had already been erased from my memory.
“And as for how to become close to Wi Yeon-ho, there’s no need to ask me about this either. Wi Yeon-ho is a simple-minded person with clear likes and dislikes.”
“So, why don’t you ask what that lake is?”
“There is only one thing you can do for Wei Yanhui that he likes.”
“What is that?”
“Didn’t I tell you earlier? Food.”
“Huh? Food?”
“That’s right. Anyway, he’s incredibly rich, so money can’t solve the problem, and he’s not interested in beauty. Besides, he’s the kind of guy who’d rather sleep than work.”
Ho-cheol-san nodded absentmindedly.
“The only way to get to know him is to buy him food. It’s also the best way to get close to a child. I guarantee you, if you can somehow feed him three meals, he’ll think you’re a good person.”
"ah……."
I don't know how much of this I should believe, but… … .
'Persuasive.'
Come to think of it, didn't you say that you went down to the village to eat recently? Going all the way to the village for a meal was something that most people couldn't even attempt.
“Then it’s decided.”
Ho-cheol-san said curiously.
“You all heard, right? It seems that Wei Yanhu is weak to traditional methods. So, let’s start by treating Wei Yanhu to drinks and food.”
Ak Seo-hee, who had been listening to those words quietly, spoke softly, very softly.
“By what means?”
"huh?"
“Didn’t you give all the money we had to that beggar?”
"……huh?"
“And the nearest restaurant is down the mountain. You wouldn’t be thinking of bringing food from there, would you?”
"ah?"
Ho-cheol-san sighed deeply as he discovered numerous problems scattered around.
“Oh, anyway!”
The snow on Mount Hocheol began to burn.
“Let’s try to feed it somehow!”
Ak Seo-hee shook her head as she watched Ho-cheol-san burning with useless enthusiasm.
From the moment I met Wi Yeon-ho, I felt like my friend was slowly becoming strange.