Warrior Grandpa and Supreme Granddaughter - Chapter 317

Episode 317: The coming, the going, the going (3)

The elders’ eyes were wide open as if they were torn.

Only the highly skilled scholars and elders were trying to pretend to be calm.

“What’s wrong?”

The elder, who had groaned a moment ago in response to Eumgae’s question, was taken aback and hesitated.

“I thought you were so delicious…”

The shock the Taoists felt was indescribable.

A strong scent that penetrates the tip of your nose and pierces your soul.

And the appearances of the dishes visible to the naked eye were also things I could not even imagine.

As Eumgoe said, there were many different types.

Blood-red porridge and dishes stewed with unknown seasonings.

And the intestines wrapped in thinly sliced radish were nothing.

The long, thin intestines grilled over an open fire were surprising, but the most shocking thing was something else.

Jang Moon-in bit his lip and expressed his feelings about it.

“You’re making garnish with dog frogs. “It’s really artistic and beautiful.”

Twelve frogs hung on cross-shaped skewers as if they were executed.

Jang Moon-in saw their future in that sight.

“Frogs are delicious when pulled out and dipped in seasoning. “Go ahead and try it.”

Yoo Seol watched with his arms crossed with an expectant expression.

The greatest happiness for a chef is when customers enjoy their food.

Even the old monks of the Shaman faction knew this, so they could not show their displeasure.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on one person.

Excluding the crazy Gwangneung, it was Gwangcheon with the highest distribution among the shaman faction.

He had to pick up the food first before the others could start eating.

“I will eat well.”

The circular dining table made of wood had a rotating structure.

Gwangcheon slowly pushed the table to the side with trembling hands.

Suddenly-!

First of all, I couldn’t think of vegetarian food due to its strong aroma.

Although he always hated eating meat, he felt it would be better even if it meant breaking the rules.

No matter what happens, you have to eat it deliciously and get your Taegeuk pae back.

Among the eight dishes, the one Gwangcheon chose was the intestines dish. This is because the scent felt weak.

He picked up a piece of golden-roasted intestines, put it in his mouth, and began to chew it carefully.

“hmm….”.

The old monks watched the scene without even taking a breath.

Gwanghye, who was next to me, asked with a nervous look on her face.

“How do you feel?”

Unexpectedly, high praise came out of Gwangcheon’s mouth.

“It’s so savory and chewy that it’s really delicious. “Now that I know this taste, I’ve lived my life in vain.”

After speaking, he scooped up a handful of roasted intestines and put them in his bowl.

Then, he turned the table sideways without even touching the other dishes.

Gwang-cheon took a look at Eum-gae’s happy smiling expression and spoke to Gwang-hye.

“Priest, come join us quickly. “Yinkai Dahyeop’s cooking skills are as good as his martial arts skills.”

After all, you can’t judge food just by looking at it.

Soon everyone’s eyes turned to Gwanghye.

Everyone looked at him nervously. This is because within the Shaman faction, his character was famous for not telling lies.

What if I even said that the food didn’t taste good? It was the most nerve-wracking moment because the Taegeukpae involves crossing water.

However, Gwanghye confidently chose one dish and placed it in a bowl.

It was a dark red vegetable porridge.

All the old monks watched him scooping spoons.

A little while later, Gwanghye poured the porridge into her mouth.

“Ugh!?”

He quickly covered his mouth with one hand.

At the same time, blood vessels burst from both eyes and blood vessels bristled.

What on earth does it taste like that makes my eyes turn red and bloodshot?

“What’s wrong, Grandpa? “It doesn’t taste good?”

Yin-gae, who was clutching the Taegeuk pae, craned his neck and was asking.

For some reason, Gwanghye answered with tears in her eyes.

“It was about seventy years ago. The taste reminds me of the porridge my mother made before I became a shaman. I thought I would never taste it again…”

“Hehe. “Did you feel the taste of Mom’s hand?”

“That’s right. “This is such a shameful tear at this age…”

This was when Gwanghye was wiping her tears with her sleeve.

Another elder, Gwanghyeon, was tilting his head.

‘That’s strange. I heard that Gwanghye was sentenced to death after being abused by her mother when she was young. ‘You remember the taste of the hand of the person who cursed you so much?’

Gwanghyeon, who knew his past well, could not hide his anxiety.

“Hurry up, Priest Gwanghyeon.”

Gwanghyeon also had to make a choice.

There were six dishes I hadn’t tried yet, but why take the risk?

That’s why he picked up the roasted intestines that Gwangcheon’s brother had picked up.

“Gwangcheon Saengsaeng enjoyed it so much that I really wanted to try it too.”

Everyone looked at him with disgust, but what could they do? The non-partisan faction was all about order and distribution, and that was something that could never be overturned.

Next was the turn of the long-time writer, Moo-gwang.

Unlike other executioners, he never eats meat, even outside.

But is it because I just couldn’t bear to eat vegetable porridge?

“I also feel the same way as Sasuk Gwanghye. “I cannot die without knowing this taste, which Master Gwangcheon highly praised.”

At this point, roasted intestines, which had been proven safe, quickly became scarce.

From now on it was the elders’ turn, and the order was determined by distribution.

Without fail, Elder Musong also slowly turned the table to bring in the roasted intestines.

Suddenly-! Suddenly-!

For some reason, the revolving table rotated twice.

Strangely enough, he never stopped before the dish he wanted.

And he was able to figure out this reason without difficulty.

‘…No way, Gwanghye and Sasuk?’

There was no doubt that Gwanghye was controlling the rotating table with her inner strength.

This probably means that the roasted intestines are yours, so don’t touch them.

I never thought it would come out so shamefully.

But there was no other way than to choose something else.

‘You should choose one that is as free from seasoning as possible.’

He racked his brain and searched for the food that seemed to taste the best.

And what he chose was a dish of various shapes of meat stir-fried with various vegetables.

‘I guess this is a ball because it’s round in shape. Okay, this is the best for now.’

After deciding on his choice, he brought two meatballs and vegetables to the bowl.

And that was when I picked up one of the meatballs with chopsticks.

As if waiting, a muttering sound could be heard from behind.

“An excellent choice! That’s it. It’s a nutritious stir-fried pork eye, with only two pieces per head. “It’s a very good food for your body.”

Fu Song’s complexion turned pale.

But even then, he maintained a smiling expression.

‘What the fuck! An eyeball? ‘How can I eat this?’

When he hesitated for a moment, a ghost urged him from behind.

“Go ahead and try it. “I’m so curious about what it tastes like~”

To make matters worse, the elders were telling him to eat it quickly.

Musong swallowed dry saliva and brought it to his mouth with his hands trembling.

‘after. Let’s calm down. Since this is for the sake of the monks, you should eat it with a smile. can do!’

The more experienced a martial artist is, the more sensitive their sense of taste is, allowing them to better sense taste and texture.

The juiciness and chewiness of the eyeballs explodes in your mouth. It was a memory I would never forget for the rest of my life.

As Elder Fusong was smiling like a man who had lost his mind, he asked with a curious look on his face.

“how is it?”

“It tastes too good to be eaten alone. “Why don’t you try one of the Eumkae Daehyeopdo.”

Yu Seol shrugged his shoulders and turned his head.

“I usually don’t eat homemade food. “I feel full just looking at you eating.”

What kind of nonsense is this? If that’s the case, it’s likely that the food was cooked without even seasoning it.

But no one could reply to that.

As the meal was delayed, Gwangcheon urged the elders.

“Come on, come on. “This is a dish prepared by the Lord of the Rings himself, so you should eat it all and don’t leave anything behind.”

“Yes, Sasuk.”

And so the meal of horror continued.

There were definitely delicious foods mixed in, but in the opposite case, you had to taste hell.

By the time the revolving table had completed two turns, everyone was able to finish selecting foods that were worth eating.

From now on, it was truly a battle of wit and skill.

“…bff.”

It was the sound made by Elder Mumyeong as he applied force to the rotating table.

I couldn’t eat the dish I wanted because Jang Mun-in interfered with my inner energy.

Suddenly-!

By the time he was in tears.

Yu Seol approached holding a ladle.

“There are a lot of them, so let’s not fight and eat together.”

Soon after, Eum-gae picked up a ladle and started scooping the remaining food into everyone’s bowls.

As a result, reactions were sharply mixed.

The elders and elders cried out, and the elders smiled in conversion as if they were relieved.

“You don’t have to go this far.”

“thank you so much.”

“As expected, the Yin Kai Daehyup is as fair and kind as it is said to be.”

Yu Seol nodded with a proud smile.

Then they didn’t move a single step until their meal was over.

* * *

After the eclipse has passed. When Eum-goe left, only the old monks of the Shaman faction remained with haggard faces.

He looked like he had lost all his energy, as if he had just gone through a major event.

“We finally did it. “Everyone worked hard.”

Gwangcheon was holding the Taegeuk flag and even had tears in his eyes.

Finally, one of the shaman’s sacred items was recovered from the evil spirit.

How much humiliation had to be endured for this.

Jang Mun-in bowed his head and spoke with a frown on his face.

“It was such a difficult task to retrieve a Taiji flag, but I have no idea how to get the Heavenly Sword back.”

“Even though it is difficult, it is something that must be done. Come to think of it, you were like that earlier, right? “It seems that the Yin-Yang Twin Monster is not as evil as rumored.”

“That…”

Gwangcheon sighed and shook his head.

“The devil… that bitch must be the devil.”

“Could it be that they were trying to assassinate us all at once with cooking?”

“If you weren’t crazy, why would you do such a troublesome thing? “It wouldn’t be a big deal for him to kill us all if he wanted to.”

No one could deny it.

I wonder if the spirit of Gwangneungjin people will fully return. As for the current Shaman faction, there was no way to stop it even if it was tyrannical.

“Still, I’m glad that Eum-gae kept his promise.”

“It seems Kangho’s reputation is true. In any case, the Yin-Yang twin monsters must be tied up in Wudang Mountain until the Sky Sword is returned. Do not choose any means or methods. Do you all understand!?”

“Yes, Sasuk.”

* * *

Meanwhile, Yu Seol, returning to the guest room, seemed excited and had a light step.

It was because I felt better after cooking, which had been my hobby for a long time.

“But why does grandpa keep following me?”

“….”

Gwangneung Jin-in was still just following behind Yu Seol.

Even though I handed over the Taegeuk flag.

Perhaps he was instinctively more drawn to the Sky Sword.

It was annoying, but what can I do? All you had to do was not pay attention.

When I went to the backyard of the guest room, I saw an old man waving his arms.

“Grandpa!”

“Huh? “The Lunar New Year has arrived.”

“Where have you been? “I worked so hard to cook so that I could feed my grandfather as well.”

Jinsan Yu, who was smiling awkwardly, suddenly grabbed his stomach.

“I’m just feeling a little sick.”

Yu Seol looked at his grandfather with suspicious eyes and then snorted.

“joy. “Did you eat something delicious alone without me knowing?”

“Is that possible? Better than that, baby. “Please come and help me with my expenses.”

“Yes? “What?”

“First of all, take a close look at the movements of the hwalbi.”

Yu Jin-san spread his legs wide and began to imitate the Tai Chi performed by Gwangneung Jin-in.

Both arms gently wave as if cutting through the wind. And even the movement of moving through the water.

I thought it was quite plausible, but in my granddaughter’s eyes, it seemed clumsy.

“Fuhi! What is that.”

“This is the Tai Chi that the old man behind you was practicing. I want to incorporate this into my family’s health, how could I not?”

There weren’t many cases where my grandfather asked me to do something like this.

But how can you combine two martial arts skills just by imitating them?

Yu Seol crossed his arms and thought for a moment.

“hmm.”