I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 112



[Episode 112] The evil woman eats malatang.

The kitchen was in a miserable state.

There was something red flowing all over the floor and scattered flesh broken bones soft and hard things were mixed together.

The overwhelming smell made everyone reflexively cover their mouths and noses.

Someone made a faint sound of retching as if they had a weak stomach.

And the culprit of this tragedy shouted while holding a black-edged knife.

“It’s not me! “There’s no way I could have done it!”

Cheong looked at that and thought.

No why did you throw away all the food?

Poor pieces of meat vegetables tofu and noodles were floating all over the floor in the marinade oil.

Cheong shot back in an uncomfortable voice.

“Hey what’s wrong? “Aren’t you the person who says you’re the best master in the world?”

“Yes I am Baek Changja the best master in the world. And these are trash. Why? Why doesn’t it taste right? It shouldn’t taste like this? What’s the problem? Is it a dongol? No I’m fine. Has macho changed? no. Young meat? “This isn’t it either.”

Baek Chang-ja the best master in the world was darting around in all directions with crazy eyes holding on to the ingredients sniffing them and muttering.

“what? Everything is fine! “Everything is fine!”

“Hey. I understand something is wrong. Why do you throw food on the ground? “Isn’t it a waste?”

Cheong still hasn’t escaped the memories of picking up trash during his first year of school.

The painful memories that I will carry with me for the rest of my life continue to fuel my obsession with food.

“no! I can’t eat something like this! “It’s trash!”

“No you made it into trash.”

“what? I make trash!? How dare you say something like this to Baek Changja the most skilled person in the world!”

Cheong held out his hand to the side.

Then Choi Lyon took out a fortune telling book from somewhere and placed it in his hand.

Cheong’s voice that followed was chilling.

“Whether it’s white intestines or white intestines I want to eat them. Anyway I think what’s scattered on the floor is my dinner. “Unless you give a satisfactory explanation.”

“no! “This is not my ultimate Mara soup!”

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Wow!!! An exciting sound rang out.

This is why a person must be sensible even if he or she is absent-minded.

The World’s Best Master was in very bad shape.

I held my head and rolled on the floor. Today was the day when Sook Su-bok drank the soup to the limit.

Baek Chang-ja knelt down politely his red soup-soaked uniform attached to his flesh.

“So what about my dinner?”

“This has brought me into disrepute….”

“What are you complaining about? Is it so wrong for me to want to eat a delicious bowl of malatang? “I waited for a full forty-five days because I heard you taste so good.”

“That’s why. “I can’t serve the wrong dish to the customers who came expecting my cooking.”

“Wrong gem?”

“This taste is not like this.”

Baek Changja explained the situation.

Originally Mara Ultimate Soup is a top-class food with only one golden character in one bowl.

Therefore pork is made only from the tenderest young pigs between seven and nine months old fried on the outside and then cooked separately.

And the beef was also prepared by cooking healthy calf tenderloin in the same way.

Also instead of using just any lotus root you need to cultivate a separate pond blah blah blah etc.

Cheong was dumbfounded and asked back.

“It just means using the best ingredients cooking them separately and then adding them to the soup. But then how can it not be delicious? “Do you really need the best master in the world?”

“Originally cooking is the ability to bring out the optimal taste by looking at the condition of the ingredients whether it is humid or cold or hot that day looking at the fat and texture of meat and looking at the leaves and their shapes for vegetables. If not me who can gather the best and cook it? Would you just pour it into a bowl of malatang?”

“Just a marathon?”

“Even though Malatang is ultimately nothing more than the food of the common people there is no such thing as a noble food. “In fact since my Mara Ultimate Soup there have been many evolutions of Mara Soup and it is gradually being recognized as a full-bodied dish from just a cheap meal replacement.”

Earlier he was just a crazy person but after listening to his story again I found out that he was surprisingly upstanding and a great cook.

“Then why did you throw away all my dinner?”

“That is it.”

Today we prepared all the ingredients perfectly and put a lot of effort into making it because it was especially precious.

However the moment the ingredients were combined a major problem arose in the harmony between the ingredients and the stew.

He said he was very excited when he checked each and every ingredient and found no problems.

“That’s why I won’t be able to serve you food today.”

“Is it that serious?”

“Of course. It’s a subtle distortion that no one in the world would notice unless it’s my taste which is the best in the world but it’s definitely not a proper dish. hmm. Are you going to hit me?”

“huh.”

Cheong held up the fortune teller and nodded.

Baek Chang-ja made an excuse with a solemn expression.

“Even if I am right my will to always serve the best food will not be broken.”

“Craftsmanship is good but you have to do it in moderation right? “Don’t you think about the hungry customers outside?”

“Taste is power. “For the best cuisine you have to wait anxiously!”

Sigh! Baek Changja rolled on the floor again.

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Still it was a blow that had a high level of spirit and was roughly adjusted to the force of an exclamation mark.

Cheong turned back leaving Baekjangja lying around.

“I guess I ate dinner anyway. “Miss I starved but I’m starving to death… Where are you going friend?”

“It seems like you wasted time for no reason. Because I had a good time. So do you enjoy ducks? “It’s not as good as Beijing but Sichuan duck has its own flavor.”

“Oh is it good?”

Cheong forgot about the marathon and started flirting.

It’s not as good as Peking duck but it’s comparable.

Even before the departure of the Wulin Dynasty Peking duck was renowned throughout the world but there was no opportunity to encounter its origins after the departure.

“Sacheon duck. “I’m really looking forward to it.”

“that’s right. Duck is a great dinner. According to the Emperor’s Internal Classics ducks replenish energy and grow the body. “It is a food that martial people should love.”

Peng Churyeo naturally accepted the words.

“Now wait a minute! Didn’t it become a situation where Bisil treated you in a very natural way? “Unnie I was going to make sure to treat you to dinner tonight.”

“But. Isn’t a whole roasted duck much better than a spicy stew? “I didn’t even like it that much to begin with.”

Peng Choryeo scratched the back of his head and answered.

Tang Nana quickly answered.

“There are plenty of ducks in our party. “These are children who were raised with sulfur.”

“oh. Sulfur duck. okay. According to the Emperor’s Internal Classics humans cannot swallow sulfur but if you feed it to ducks and let them nest it will be used as food to strengthen their bones and strengthen their joints.”

Sulfur and saltpetre are items controlled by the government.

Not only was it expensive but it was impossible to purchase it in large quantities in the first place.

So feeding expensive sulfur to ducks was like feeding gold to dogs.

Of course the Tang family had power and wealth.

“I will treat you properly at home today okay? “Unnie.”

Cheong tilted his head.

What is the Emperor’s inner scriptures? What kind of gourmet guide is this?

Cheong had just decided to get it and read it.

Peng Choryeo tapped Cheong on the shoulder.

“Cheong. let’s go. “Don’t you think the party will treat you well?”

“ah. Was it something like that? “I didn’t think he would take me.”

To Cheong it looks exactly like a Chihuahua.

It flaps its tail towards Peng Choryeo but it seems to show its teeth towards Cheong from its embrace.

The cute and insignificant breed of dog appeared to Tang Nan-ah.

“Oh sister. Wait a minute. I am.”

“How can that be true when our distribution to Cheong-A is distribution? There was no way I would be invited alone leaving behind Daemonim’s named disciple and even if that were the case how could I follow him? But it’s me. why?”

Cheong was a Taoist elder in terms of distribution.

If you are in one place and leave out a dinner invitation it is literally a declaration of war to destroy the face of the Taoist faction.

If Peng Choryeo said he liked it it would only be like joining him.

Dannan who was quick-witted quickly changed his words.

“Ah hehehe it’s nothing….”

Of course I didn’t forget to think of various poisons at the same time.

What is it? Do you like the background of the theme of Myeonsanyeo?

So if you use poison and get caught you’ll be in big trouble right?

And think straight away.

So wouldn’t it be okay if we don’t get caught?

What are some things you can read secretly?

I need to combine several of them.

A mixed poison refers to a poison that is not poison individually but combines to reveal its effects.

For example one poison was added to the stew and the remaining one was spread on the ingredients or personal spoons that were soaked separately.

There was venom in Tang Nan’er’s eyes.

Cheeky cotton girl!

You won’t be able to get out of the bathroom tonight.

Even if I get caught anyway I think a single shot of Mancheonhwaru the secret secret weapon of Chojeolgi will solve the problem.

Tang Nan-ah conspired with such a wicked plan and raised his venom.

In response Peng Choryeo just said one thing.

“Hey. “It’s bland.”

Cheong was pleased.

“Is that so? Would you like to go with your friend? “If not at a time like this when would you like to receive the hospitality of the Five Great Families?”

“Do you mean me?”

Jayu suddenly burst into laughter and continued.

“That would be nice too. It’s a treat from the party. “I thought I would get it at least once.”

—-

Dangga received an unexpected guest that day.

The daughter went out to have a meal with her future sister-in-law Yeo Hang-jeok Paeng Cho-ryeo but instead of eating she came back with a lump on her face.

Thanks to this the head of the party family also had to start treating unscheduled guests.

Isn’t he the godmother’s registered disciple?

Even though he was still young it was an allocation that required the head of the family to at least show his face once.

However it is not worth visiting in person.

I had to offer my greetings from over there but it wasn’t enough for the head of the family to go there to receive them.

So I was just calling to see his face.

So the door opens.

Out of frustration the head of the family who was half lying down jumped upright.