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Taejonbirok Volume 4 Episode 10
Chapter 26 – The Lazy Man, Causing Riots (5)
“Where is it?”
Contrary to the cold atmosphere, Wi Yeon-ho answered calmly.
“Are you Wi Yeon-ho?”
"yes."
“You’re Wei Yanho?”
"yes."
Black Earth Kitchen Master Kwak Do-san looked at Wi Yeon-ho with a dumbfounded expression, then turned his head to examine the expression of Black Bear Left Jie.
"you're right."
“Is that right?”
“Yes. He is the master who stopped me.”
“…….”
Kwak Do-san let out a deep sigh.
'The left-hand side has also become delicious.'
I guessed he was young since he was called a boy master, but I still didn't think he was such a fluffy kid. No, I couldn't help it.
However, the fact that the left-handed man who had been doing well in the black world was beaten by such a young kid and ran away with his tail between his legs was so absurd that it was ridiculous.
“Even though you’re young, aren’t you too young?”
“That’s why I told you that I was young.”
“Your mouth seems to be open, judging by the words coming out.”
“My lord, even if you look over there, that guy…….”
“It’s noisy!”
The left-hand man lowered his head.
Gwak Do-san clicked his tongue at the sight. It was so embarrassing that he had sent people all the way to Seongsujang to investigate a little brat like that.
But all I found out was the name.
“Do you know how humiliated I was when I reported on that guy? I exaggerated the amount of things I said about him, and yet he was just a brat!”
“My lord, if you let your guard down……”
“Didn’t you say it was noisy?”
“Okay.”
Zuo Jie gave up on trying to persuade Kwak Do-san any longer.
In Heukdo, the black landowner Gwak Do-san was known to be a person with a deep mind.
'The ark is old too.'
If it was the old Gwak Do-san, no matter how young Wi Yeon-ho looked, he would never have let his guard down. Once he left the scene and started to act like a troublemaker, his life as a black man was basically over.
“Tsk tsk.”
Kwak Do-san clicked his tongue as he looked at the disgruntled expression on his face.
'You don't have the eye for people.'
There was no rule that said he was not an expert just because he was young. Gwak Do-san, who had been eating knife food for a long time in Dosan Sword Forest where life and death were at stake, could not possibly not know that much.
but!
'With those eyes, with that posture!'
Can't you tell what kind of person someone is just by looking at their eyes that are so swollen that you can't even tell what kind of rotten fish they are, and their hunched posture as if they have difficulty even standing?
If he was a young master, he would inevitably have a fresh and lively expression, sharp eyes, and a posture that was clearly full of strength.
There was no way he, who had only eaten black rice for nearly forty years, could not understand that much.
“The expert will freeze to death.”
I don't know.
It is possible that the young man has transcended the realm and is at a level where he is not affected by posture or momentum.
However, considering his age, even if he had learned martial arts while in his mother's womb, it would be impossible. Being a natural means that his naturalness has reached its peak, and he appears like an ordinary person even though he is learning martial arts.
'I'm not saying that you look like an idiot even though you've learned martial arts!'
Kwak Do-san clicked his tongue and shouted at Wi Yeon-ho.
“Are you the same Wi Yeon-ho who interfered with the work of the Holy Water Master?”
"yes."
Wi Yeon-ho's answers were always concise.
“Are you sure?”
"yes."
But strangely enough, people kept checking Wei Yanho's concise answer several times. It was such a shame.
“You don’t think you can get away with disrupting the Black Kitchen event, do you?”
“Oh, just a moment.”
"huh?"
As Kwak Do-san was about to say something, Wi Yeon-ho gestured to Ha Dae-bong and began whispering something in Ha Dae-bong's ear.
Ha Dae-bong nodded, took out a rolled up piece of paper from his bosom, and handed it to Wi Yeon-ho. As Ha Dae-bong made a gesture, his subordinate who had been watching from the side brought out a writing brush and ink, which he had prepared at some point, and handed it to Wi Yeon-ho.
Wi Yeon-ho handed those two things to Jin So-ah.
“Sign it.”
Jin So-ah looked at Wi Yeon-ho with blank eyes.
“Yes? Your signature?”
“Okay. Just sign first. I’ll explain later.”
“Oh, I understand.”
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Jin So-ah signed the end of the paper without knowing English.
Wi Yeon-ho checked the signature, rolled up the paper, put it in his bosom, then looked at Kwak Do-san again and opened his mouth.
“I was planning to come see you because of that story anyway, so this is a good opportunity.”
“Huh?”
Kwak Do-san pricked up his ears to see what Wi Yeon-ho was talking about.
“How much exactly does Seongsujang owe?”
"debt?"
“Yes. Debt.”
As Kwak Do-san nodded, one of his subordinates who had been watching from the side took out a ledger and opened his mouth.
“It’s twenty nyang of gold and fifty nyang of silver.”
“Give it to me.”
When Ha Dae-bong made a gesture at Wi Yeon-ho's words, his subordinates counted the silver that had been piled up like a mountain and stacked it next to Gwak Do-san.
“Hey, what is this?”
“It’s Seongsujang’s debt. As of today, Seongsujang and Heukjijubang’s debts have all been resolved. Please write a debt guarantee and take the money.”
“Huh?”
Kwak Do-san swallowed hard when he saw the hermit's tower piled up next to him.
'What kind of money is this?'
It was said to be twenty nyang, but I never once thought that I would be able to receive it. Twenty nyang was meant to pressure the Seongsujang, not money that could come from the Seongsujang that had already gone bankrupt.
But as I watched money pile up right before my eyes that I had never even wished for, I wondered if this was a dream or reality.
“Look, how do I write a guarantee certificate?”
“My lord!”
When the left-handed man called out in fright, Kwak Do-san pushed the left-handed man away with his hand like a pot lid, and spoke with a big smile on his face.
“Do you have any form?”
“You can talk to this old man about that.”
“Of course.”
Ha Dae-bong wrote something on a blank piece of paper with a brush and ink, then handed the brush, ink, and paper to Kwak Do-san.
“This is a document transferring the rights to Seongsujang’s debts to the above-mentioned person. The moment you sign the document, Heukji Kitchen will no longer be able to participate in Seongsujang’s events.”
“Is that so?”
I'm not sure what you mean, but I guess that's what it is.
“Anyway, if I sign here, doesn’t that mean I can take this money?”
“Yes.”
Seeing Ha Dae-bong smiling kindly makes me feel like I've been scammed, but Gwak Do-san was basically a black sheep.
What is a black sword?
It's a hooligan.
He has never done any proper work in his life, and he has risen to this position by collecting rent through threats and extortion. If he had not been greedy for money, wouldn't he have been kicked out long ago?
'Let's get the money first.'
Because money is a good thing.
Kwak Do-san signed the document that Ha Dae-bong handed him without a second thought. Ha Dae-bong checked the signature, smiled, and took the document back.
“With this, all financial issues between Seongsujang and Heukjijubang have been resolved.”
“Yes, thank you for your hard work.”
As Ha Dae-bong stepped back, Wi Yeon-ho opened his mouth again.
“So it’s over then?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You said you were angry because I stopped you from getting money from the holy water market.”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
“Now that you’ve received it, isn’t it all over?”
“Oh, right?”
As Kwak Do-san nodded without realizing it, the left-hand man came closer again and woke Kwak Do-san up.
“Come to your senses, my lord!”
“Huh?”
“You are talking now.”
“Huh?”
Kwak Do-san's face trembled, he took a step back and shouted.
“That kid’s heart is no joke!”
Wi Yeon-ho sighed, turned his head, looked at Ha Dae-bong, and asked.
“What does that old man do?”
“…I am Kwak Do-san, the owner of Heukji Kitchen. In his old days, he was known for being deep and rough……”
“Tsk tsk tsk.”
Wi Yeon-ho looked at Kwak Do-san with pitiful eyes.
Who can control the passage of time? It is said that his master was famous for being a cheerful man when he was young. But who would have guessed that he would become such a grumpy old man in his later years?
“Huh, money is money. Do you think you can solve the problem of disrupting Heukji Kitchen’s event with a few pennies?”
“How much is it? How much money is it?”
“Is it a lot?”
"sure."
As they slowly started to fall back into Samcheonpo, Jogeol grabbed Gwak Dosan's arm and pulled him.
“Your Majesty, please calm down!”
“Hey, but I’m a man with a conscience, so I can’t just accept twenty nyang as payment and wipe my mouth with it. Even if I say thank you, it won’t be enough.”
“Isn’t that right!”
“How could I not care about this when I am not a politician in the palace and have received twenty nyang of gold? If a person does that, he will be punished by heaven.”
“Isn’t this the money you were supposed to receive?”
“That was money I wasn’t going to get anyway.”
The left-hander hit his chest.
Why did this gentleman, the head of the Heukdo Bangpa, suddenly become so conscientious?
'Or maybe I came all the way here because I was conscientious.'
Considering the dark side of the world full of blood, threats, and corruption, it would be something to applaud and say, 'What a heartwarming person,' but unfortunately, the situation was not good.
The left-hand man whispered quietly into Gwak Do-san's ear.
“Didn’t he tell you to kill him?”
At the mention of that person, Kwak Do-san's body trembled.
“Yeah, that’s right.”
“But what would he say if I sent him this after receiving money like this?”
“Yes, that’s right! But…….”
"however?"
“It all started because of money anyway, so wouldn’t he understand if I gave him money?”
“Is that so?”
The left leg also began to tremble.
'No, this is not it!'
The left-handed man shook his head, blew away his distracting thoughts, and shouted.
“What he wants is not money, but the Holy See! If you take the money and let those guys go, the Holy See will come back to life. How are you going to handle that?”
"ah……."
“And don’t you see that? That?”
If you look at the place where the left hand is pointing, you can see gold coins piled up one by one.
“If you just throw it away here, it will all become yours.”
Gulp.
I swallowed my saliva without realizing it when I saw the gold coins visible inside the open chest.
'How much is all that?'
It was a huge sum of money that was almost unimaginable.
“But are you still going to go?”
“Left handed.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Do you know how to survive in the dark world?”
“I haven’t gotten that far yet.”
“It’s simple. If someone messes with me, I’ll follow them to the ends of hell and punish them. I can protect my territory and my family only if the opponent can’t easily see me.”
“You are right.”
Of course, until a little while ago, it was completely unreasonable.
Kwak Do-san's eyes, hardened, turned cold.
“You little brat, I admit that our debt relationship with the Seongsujang is over. However, I cannot just leave you alone for interrupting the Heukji Kitchen event. If you want to blame me, blame your impudence for interfering in the situation.”
Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head after hearing Kwak Do-san's words.
“So, you want to fight me?”
“Hahaha, fighting… This is usually called retaliation.”
“Punishment……”
Wi Yeon-ho scratched his cheek and then chuckled.
“You’ll regret it.”
Just like everyone else.