Chapter - 205 Episode 205. Let's just call it my whim. (5)

"Are you still far from there?"

"Hurry up, hurry up! Come on!"

"What about the palace account? I've been told to make it before. What happened? Where's your arsehole?"

The archivists of the Sacheondang family were fighting tooth and nail.

"Didn't you say five? I think it has more than 20 servings in it. Why are you telling me to make more?"

"Don't even talk. Almost one person is eating it all!"

"All of this?"

"I know."

"Huh. What's wrong with you?"

The hands of the old masters began to get busier.

And in the midst of the busy hostess, a man stepped in with a natural step.

When they saw the costume of the interrupted person, they put food bowls and bottles of alcohol on a tray.

"Hurry, hurry, carry it before it gets cold!"

"Yes!"

The person who lowered his head and hid his face took a tray of food and took a walk.

He slipped out of the kitchen, peered around, and pushed his hand into his arms.

He took out a large bottle and a small bottle and checked it, and his eyes glowed coldly.

- He likes to drink.

Sprinkle the powder in a small bottle evenly over the gungbo account, then spill the liquid in the other bottle into the bottle.

Then, with a face as if nothing had happened, he took the tray and began to walk nonchalantly.

Arriving at the residence of the Hawasan disciples, he coughed slightly and stepped inside without delay.

"Oh, he's here!"

"……are you coming again?"

"I don't know if you're great at eating all this or the price of giving all this."

The table in the center of the inner room was strewn with clean, empty dishes.

The food brought by the man was laid out in front of Chung-Myung. Then he packed the empty bowls.

"Oh, well, shall we start over?"

Chung-Myung whistled and picked up his chopsticks. Baek Cheon frowns at the sight.

"Are you really eating again? Again?"

"Then I'll give it to you, and you'll eat it."

"Did God hear anything? Hey, dude! You said you were supposed to be working in the afternoon! How can a man like that be so heavy?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Hwasan's food is good, too, isn't it' Why are you so hungry...…."

"Sasook."

"Huh?"

"That's rice."

"What about this?"

"This is cooking."

"……."

In a subtle way Baek Cheon understood Chung-Myung like a ghost. No matter how generous the meat is and how good the ingredients are, you can't compare the food from Hawasan's kitchen with the food here.

Isn't it a dish made by the best enemies in Sacheon?

"Wow. Let's have a bite.…."

Chung-Myung tilted his head at the moment.

"Huh?"

His gaze glances to one side.

"Oh, what is it is? What's the smell of killing him?"

Chung-Myung's eyes were fixed on a new bottle of liquor. A wonderful scent was leaking out of the bottle with the lid open.

Chung-Myung, who reached out without delay, poured alcohol into his mouth.

"Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

"……I hear someone dying."

"Is it good over there?"

Chung-Myung looked at the bottle with wide open eyes.

"Wow, what's this about? It's really Myeongju."

Baek Cheon crept up on Chung-Myung.

"Then let me have a bite...…."

"Hey, where are you going to put your hands on a drink to kill? Bad manners!"

"……is this crazy?"

The door is upside down.

Turn around backwards.

"Oh, this gungbo account is almost art, art! I'd like to take all the archers here to Hawasan."

"Hwasan, do you want to hire a kitchen?""No, just for me."

"……."

You're a primitive genius.

Why did you drop such a thing off in Hwasan?

Seeing Chung-Myung drink and eat food evenly, the man quietly left the room with an empty bowl.

I'm the best.

Chung-Myung, who wiped his mouth with his sleeve, grinned at the bottle.

Then, he leaned back on the chair as if he had filled his stomach enough.

"Oh, I ate too much."

"Look, I told you to eat moderately."

"It's okay, it's okay. This is nothing."

Jo-Gol frowns slightly at the table.

"There's quite a bit left. It's such a waste that I have to finish eating...…."

Like this!

Chung-Myung's chopsticks hit Jo-Gol's chopsticks like a light stick.

"……."

"That's mine. Capital punishment is something else."

"……Huh?"

Chung-Myung grinned.

"This is what Danga prepared for me."

Jo-Gol tilted his head at an unexpected sound.

* * *

News of the Hawasan Shrine and Dang Hak's stomping spread rapidly throughout the party.

"With the Hawaiian dinosaur?"

"Was Confucius that much?"

"What are you talking about? Isn't Prince Dang Hak the best young warrior in the party, because he's not the son of the Lord?"

"Even so......but it's a Hawaiian dinosaur. Didn't you say the other day that the Lord had a fiasco in his absence with the Hwasan god dragon?"

"That's the mercy of the lord. Don't tell me he used water on young Hawasan's Taoist."

Each had different thoughts and opinions, but everyone wanted to see this beam with their own eyes. Therefore, the central Yeonmujang of Sacheondangga, where the bimu is held, was crowded with six brushes from the morning.

Dang Hak's heart began to beat fast as he saw the crowd.

"Whoops."

Dang Hak, who took a deep breath and calmed his trembling chest, clenched his fist in his sleeve.

It was then.

"There's nothing to be nervous about."

Dang Hak turned his head away.

His grandfather, Dan We, the senator, was walking toward him.

"See you, Wonju."

"There's no need to flex. Call me grandpa."

"Yes, grandfather."

Dang We smile still.

"Are you confident?"

"Soson has been neglectful of his efforts...… the opponent is the Hasan Shin Dragon, dubbed the world's second-highest index. To be honest, I'm not sure I can win."

"Tsk, tsk, you're a jerk. You're scared of a kid ten years younger than me?"

"It's not that I'm not confident……."

"There is nothing to worry about."

"Yes?"

Dang We put on a fishy smile.

"Should I send you to your extremities, my only grandson? The Hawaiian dinosaur will struggle like a chicken on drugs, so don't drag your feet."

"How can I...."

"However!"

Dang We whispered, his eyes shining bitterly.

"Don't let him live."

Understanding what Dang We said, Dang Hak nodded slowly. It was not long before his mouth twisted and a mean smile came out.

"I see what you mean. Don't worry. I won't let him speak for ever."

"Yes, sometimes the books have to be tough."

The two grandchildren looked at each other with a fishy smile.

"If this goes well, you will rise to the position of cow lord. That will naturally lead to you."

"I don't know how to repay my grandfather's kindness."

"It's in return for you to go to California. Then my limit will be lifted."

Dang We turned his head and looked at the people gathered in the smoke.

"Can you see it?"

"Yes."

"Many of them are party leaders. How can so many of these people live like a family when there is a conflict between brothers?""……."

"What a true housekeeper should have is not a heart of care for his or her own. It is a law that should be cold and sober, and only benefit the party. Keep my words in mind."

"Yes, grandfather."

Dang We stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

That's enough.'

I was told by Suha that I had confirmed that Chung-Myung was taking a dose of sunburn.

No matter how hard I am, I can't handle Dang Hak when I'm addicted to sunburn.'

Chun Il-chui is one of the special poison of the Tang family.

The characteristic of ethereal is that it is divided between positive and negative. If you don't share the two, it doesn't work as poison. It's just powder and liquid.

However, when two things meet in the stomach, they mix and become poison.

A person addicted to sunburns becomes blurred as if drunk, and cannot lift the air well.

It's the best medicine to use in this kind of rain.'

Dang We turned his head with a strange smile.

Looking at Danggaju, which is located across the street, makes me frown.

"Go away, son of a b*tc*!"'

No matter how much you say you should support Chung-Myung, does it make sense for the singer of the party to sit on the side of Hwasan?

'We can't leave him with the future of the party.'

By the end of the day, the party will be reorganized in the name of him and Dang Hak.

Then I saw the disciples of Hawasan walking slowly from far away.

"Here it comes!"

"Hwasan! It's a Hawaiian dinosaur!"

The gathered party leaders held their breath watching them.

There is no booing or cheering.

Dang Gunnak is standing there, so we can't boo him, and we can't cheer because it's Dang Hak who he's dealing with.

It was just a vague, high voice that rang nonstop.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, grandfather!"

"Well, I don't want you to give me the momentum. Get out of here right now!"

"Yes!"

Dang Hak jumps onto the temporary rain stage, stretches his shoulders proudly and looks at Hwasan's disciples.

'This is where I'm going to be a cow.'

I'm gonna have to be more solemn!

"Hwasan, step forward. I'll deal with you today to prove that Danga's martial arts are on top of Hwasan's."

"Wow! Aaaaah!

"Right!"

Eventually, the arm is bent inward.

The imposing words cheered the party's six leaders. Some peeped at Dang Gunnak, but Dang Gunnak showed no reaction to the cheers.

And the disciples of Hawasan...….

Yes?

What are they doing?

The eyes of the middle class are on the disciples of Hwasan. Though they must have heard Dang Hak, they seemed busy standing round and twitching things on their own.

"Really?"

"Is that okay?"

"……No, the……."

"It's okay, it's okay."

"……if so."

After the long murmur, one person stepped forward.

People were amazed to see him on the non-stage without hesitation.

"He's the Hawaiian dinosaur! The world's most advanced index!"

"What a great spirit…….Huh?"

"Was the Hwasan dinosaur a woman?"

Everyone's face was stained with absurdity.

The one who rises to the stage is the disciple of Hawasan. Chung-Myung's reputation has not spread much until Sichuan, but it is not enough to not know that the Hwasan dinosaur is a man.

"Didn't you say you were dealing with the Hwasan Dinosaur?"

"What kind of woman?

"Are you saying she's going to deal with Prince Dang Hak? There's a point in ignoring the party!"

The middlemen began to rumble.

But no matter how angry they are, they can't be as angry as Dang Hak.Dang Hak, whose face was wrinkled with anger, let out a loud scowl.

"What the hell is this?"

He gazed at Yoo-Esul on stage and chewed it out.

"I've definitely decided to deal with the Hawaiian dinosaur. Who are you to dare come up on stage?"

"Hwasan의 Yoo-Esul."

"You don't understand what I'm saying! Where is the Hawaiian dinosaur?"

Only then did one of the students of Hwasan trudging forward.

"It's me?"

"……."

Chung-Myung, who shows that he is lazy to die, cannot hide his embarrassment.

"You're gonna have to deal with me, aren't you?"

"Oh, that's what happened, so let's just do this."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Tsk."

Chung-Myung tapped his chubby stomach.

"I ate too much and I had indigestion."

"……Did you say that the warrior overeat?"

"The sweet food was so delicious."

"……."

It's absurd. No, it's absurd.

What's even more absurd in the meantime is that by the side of the Hwasan dinosaur,

'That's true.'

It was Dang Gunnak, muttering and nodding.

"Hwasan doesn't know the figures?"

"Well, that's a strange way of saying it. Who doesn't know the figures?"

"What?"

Chung-Myung grinned.

"You're dealing with me?"

"……yes."

"In what capacity?"

"……."

Dang Hak's eyes shook.

"I'm still a Hawaiian dinosaur!"

Chung-Myung stuck out his belly.

It's full. What did you eat...…. No, this isn't the point.

"Am I bragging about my reputation? How can a man cling to fame."

"What are you talking about? So you understand that even if you're treated with a family of five people stuck in that corner of the house, you'll understand?"

"……."

No, that's not true.

This is Sacheon Danga.

"How did I get this reputation? It's a reputation earned by cutting to death and running around sweating barefoot. But what? Bimoo? You've never heard of it before. You're doing Bimoo with me?"

Chung-Myung has a strange look on his face. A look full of laughter and ridicule.

"Don't play tricks on me. Even a challenge requires a minimum qualification. Otherwise, on the billboard.

The one who passed by. We will accept your request. Go to the Four Heavenly Fathers.'

Or you could write that!"

Chung-Myung murmured when Dang Hak, who couldn't find an excuse, shut up.

"They think I took this nickname for gambling in the back alley. It's all tangled up. How dare you be so arrogant that you didn't even tell me your name."

Dang Hak's face was horribly distorted.

Chung-Myung, who has a tongue, points to Yoo-Esul with a chin.

"Don't worry. Because I'm generous. I'll deal with it if you fight our accident and win. No, actually, it's troublesome too...…."

Chung-Myung grinned.

"If you win our accident, I'll say I lost."

Dang Hak's face turned blue.

"Are you asking me to fight a woman?"

"……oh my."

Chung-Myung's eyes were wide open. And tremble one after another.

"If you want to die, you can just put your nose in the plate water. You don't have to be beaten to death...…."

"What?"

It was that moment.

"Are you done?"

Dang Hak's head spins.

Snarling.

Yoo-Esul's sword slowly pulled out.

"If you're done, I want to do it now. Fight."

Unable to contain his anger, Dang Hak's face trembled like a groin tree.

"I don't even know these figures!"

It was that moment.Screaming!

"……."

Dang Hak slowly lowers his head.

His sleeves were cut off and he was falling to the floor.

"……."

"You talk too much."

Yang Hak's teeth were chipped by Yoo-Esul's quiet words.

"……you. Don't even think about going down the rain stage alive."

In an instant, the expanded tension wrapped around the soft armour.

In this situation, only one person muttered another word.

"Buy, it's not for us to talk too much……."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"No... nothing."

It was Baek Cheon who turned his head away.