I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 150



[Episode 150] The road to release

In fact since he was from Hubei Province he knew a lot about Hubei cuisine.

When you think of Hubei first of all mandarin fish and wildflowers come first.

Even if you insist that it is a Hubei dish if you cook it with mandarin fish or turtle and lotus root the Chinese people will roughly recognize it.

There were also lamb and duck dishes.

However the two are part of the daily life of the Chinese people so they enjoy eating them no matter what region they are in and pork is just like China itself.

The Chinese people’s love for pigs is not enough just to eat them; they have even come to resemble their nationality so it can be said that they are literally like living piglets.

In addition dishes using various freshwater fish have been developed but strangely raw fish is not commonly eaten.

Of course I don’t stop eating.

This was a phenomenon of avoidance due to records showing that geniuses of the past Wu Dynasty died at a young age due to parasites caught in raw freshwater fish.

Still they all blamed heaven.

From Heaven’s point of view when centipedes eat parasite lumps and die saying they are delicious they vomit blood before they die and say ‘Heaven!!’ Even if it was offensive to shout out he would not have given affection to the Oh nation.

So the dishes that Zhuge Yi-hyeon served with broken upper legs were actually things that everyone in Cheongdo knew.

However cooking something you don’t know is a unique pleasure and cooking something you know tastes better.

For the first time in a long time (after three sittings) Cheong started a stormy meal with a serious attitude.

In fact strangely enough freshwater fish in the Jungwon region love their friends from the crucian carp family.

However because of their structure these guys are like monsters with their bones extending out in all directions making it difficult to eat them.

However the Gyeonpo-hee next to it was skillfully applied and piled up on Cheong’s plate.

Cheong who couldn’t lose emptied his plate.

“What is it me too?”

Tang Nan-ah clumsily applied it and flung the tattered flesh onto Cheong’s plate every once in a while.

“Thank you but it’s less thorny.”

It was the sound made by chewing the sharp thorns of a freshwater fish whole.

Tang Nan-er also tried to correct his flesh but as I said before he is resilient and sharp and has no empty space anywhere. He can be called the evil emperor the king of evil evils.

It was only after Tangnan tried to put the fish fillet I had peeled into his mouth that he couldn’t even chew half the flesh and spit it out realizing the seriousness of the situation.

“uh? “I’m sorry this thing is really thorny…”

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“are you okay. delicious. Bones actually have a savory taste if you chew them slowly.”

“No matter what give it to me again.”

“I said it’s okay. “You applied it at best.”

This was the sound Cheong made as he threw the rag that Tang Nan-ah was about to take back into his mouth.

“you….”

It was not edible for Tang Nan-ah so he spit it out.

But what woman wouldn’t be moved by the sight of her forcing herself to eat it?

However Cheong is just eaten.

It already has the body to chew through even the strong bones of ribs rather than fish bones.

This could be said to be the greatest reward of having high abilities.

“If you’re having a hard time apply Gwolgeo instead of Jeeugeo. “He doesn’t have many bones.”

“uh? A palace? “What is that like?”

“That one.”

In other words the fish is crucian carp and the fish is mandarin fish.

However in Tang Nan-ah’s eyes all the fish were the same fish head.

To Tang Nan-ah fish is always delivered right in front of her with its name.

Something like ‘Hey the fresh fish is really delicious.’

So since Cheong was the first person in his life to remove fish bones and give them away if the family head and his wife had seen it they would not have been able to hold back their lament saying that raising a daughter was in vain.

“haha. “You really enjoy eating it!”

“You’re not swearing are you?”

“It can’t be! You’re just like old Sister Peng so if you do this wrong Emperor Wu will fall in love with you. “The women of the central plains only pretend to eat the food first so wouldn’t it make them lose their appetite?”

“ah. Paeng Sojeo also seemed to eat well. “Even though you are a bit of a picky eater.”

“Sister Pang do you still only eat meat?”

“uh. “They say you have to eat muscle to gain muscle.”

“Homogeneity is nothing more than a superstition. When I think of Sister Paeng I sometimes wonder if that is not necessarily true. “Ah eating the same thing…”

Even though Jegal Yi-hyeon ate all his food he chatted amazingly without his pronunciation being muffled at all.

Since Cheong was my friend who bought me food I just pretended to listen and focused on eating.

ah. oh. okay. hmm. I see that’s right.

A pleasant meal passed with soulless answers.

“Wow it was a good meal.”

Since I had untied my belt earlier while eating I gently stroked my bulging stomach.

Tang Nana poked and exclaimed in admiration.

“Wow it’s really awesome. “I ate it all…”

“Actually I could eat more. But that’s because it’s a space for dessert.”

“How can you eat every meal like this and not gain weight? hmm. “A lump of flesh on top of everything…”

Tang Nan’er’s hand slowly rose up so Cheong slapped it away.

“It’s like this again.”

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“No I stopped without realizing it.”

Cheong narrowed his eyes.

It’s a shame that she was born a woman.

If it had been a man I think he would have turned into a world-class bastard and lecher.

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In fact the general opinion of the powerful people was that Wuhan itself had nothing to see.

Dongho Lake famous for its cherry blossoms has only one skyscraper Hwanghaknu at its highest point. Nowadays it is not the season so it is just a lake where you can quietly watch the horizon.

Of course being able to see the horizon from the lake can be said to be the spirit of Jungwon.

Although Yeongcheonsa Temple is famous it is not treated as a tourist attraction like the White Horse Temple in Luoyang so it is a temple that I only visit once when I go to Dongho.

So since we had nowhere to go after dinner we decided to stop by Jegal Family House and stay the night.

The youngest brother Jegal Yi-hyeon was a bit talkative but he was always kind and had a cool side to him as well.

Since I have to stay at their house for a night and go to the movie theater anyway I have no reason to refuse if they want to come with me.

In fact there is a hidden attraction in Wuhan: the short street leading to the main gate of Zhuge Dynasty.

Tea shops and restaurants were set up in the open air and there were lots of older women and sometimes men sitting at each table.

The people who do business here are businesses owned by the Zhuge family and the customers are customers who come to like the Zhuge family so it can be said that they have a ghost-like sense of making money.

“What are those miserable bitches? “Are you giving me a tail just because my face is a little smooth?”

“Sure. “Bitches with waists worse than your sister’s forearms dare to wear Confucius around.”

“Look at that face. “It’s smaller than my fist.”

“They are unladylike bitches. “A woman should compete with her muscles.”

As they were whispering among themselves what I overheard with great concentration was unusual.

what?

Are these people from some distant land of women in the ocean?

What do you do when you compete with your muscles? Is it a predatory marriage?

Is this the famous reversal of men and women?

Of course Cheong doesn’t know anything about Jicheongjutsu (strengthening hearing using internal energy).

Even their hearing is beyond that of humans so if they concentrate they can roughly hear everything.

They weren’t talking audibly and what they were whispering to each other was just shocking.

Since he didn’t feel particularly bad he pretended not to hear anything.

When visiting a friend’s house the first thing to do was to say hello to your parents.

Before that I was on my way to unpack.

“Hyeon oppa niii.”

Cheong was shocked.

Oh my brother!

Who would use such an outrageous word?

Plus it extends all the way to the end!

However at the same time the little girl who came running crying out loud was a girl who must have been about six or seven years old.

Ah the little girl is acknowledged.

Be cute too.

“Oh Ah-hyang. “Are you playing quietly?”

Jegal Yi-hyeon lifted the girl above his head spun her around four times and then placed her on his shoulder.

Normally it would be ridden with a mugdeung but the shoulders are so wide that it seems to be ridden on the shoulder.

The clear chirpy sound of a child’s laughter filled the surroundings.

Cheong smiled at his father through his cotton thread.

Anyway it was a satisfying scene to see.

It was Zhuge Hyang the direct youngest child of the Zhuge family.

However the conversation that followed was a bit strange.

“What book did Hyang read today?”

“What about Ung Hyang? Today I read the thirty episodes of Ulyoza.”

“Oh Ulyoza! It’s a good book. Yes it’s a really interesting book. “What impressed you so much?”

“Well first of all let’s start with the view of heaven. Since the diary is said to be only a view of the heavens it was not included in the greetings. This is from a different perspective than the time Sun Wu said…”

“this. “That was just to emphasize Sangmu’s need to defend himself before Cheongwan and it was never necessary…”

“But if you dig a ditch after the dam dig a well to prepare for the cold expand the warehouse and prepare a winter shelter to prepare for the cold…”

“You should have all of those things…”

Cheong looked at Tang Nan’er.

Just in case you know what I’m talking about.

At that moment Tang Nan-ah looked at Cheong with the same eyes so I thought it was just like that.

Of course there was no need to check on Gyeon Po-hee separately so neither of them paid much attention in that direction.

Feeling like an idiot I awkwardly unpacked my luggage and said hello to the thin Zhuge family and their bulky wives.

“Please take care of our Ahyeon. Even though the child has a big head of knowledge there are still dark corners in the world. “It would be nice if you treated me like your own brother.”

“Yes old man.”

“okay. Yikes. “You should play with young people.”

Even though the son whom she cherished and was most proud of came back with a bunch of women in tow he even declared that he would accompany her and leave.

Despite this he had a simple attitude with no frills as if he had brought a friend of the same sex with him.

Rather the one who became tearful was Jegal Hyang who was tightly held in Jegal Yihyeon’s arms as if she had built a nest.

“Where are you going brother?”

“Hey guy! Are you a fool again? “Leave your brother alone with your friends and come here.”

“Oh I hate it Hyang is with my brother. “Oh I hate it.”

Zhugehyang clung to him but even if the little boy had to use a lot of strength there was no way he could overcome it since his mother’s forearms were similar in thickness to her daughter’s.

The little boy couldn’t overcome his mother’s strength and fell away.

After that we moved to a separate room spread out snacks and chatted casually.

Surprisingly the miscellaneous stories told by Jegal Yi-hyeon were interesting.

Then I decided to leave early and soaked in a hot bathtub to warm up because I had to pack my bags.

In particular he allowed his sister-in-law to take a bath.

And I was sitting on the guest room floor shaking my feet while trying to dry my messy hair.

When I turned my head to see something subtle about the gaze I saw a head sticking out from behind the wall on the other side.

“hmm? Kid? “Did you say her name was Hyang?”

“Ugh….”

At Cheong’s gesture Zhuge-hyang approached and immediately asked a question.

“You’re the sister who wore the cotton yarn earlier right? “Will you become my new sister?”

To be exact I asked her if she was a sister-in-law but it was the Chinese word for step-sister or sister-in-law.

Cheong asked with a playful smile.

“why? no?”

“yes. no I do not want.”

“Why don’t you like it?”

“You’re weak.”

“You’re weak. “I’m a master of this body.”

Cheong exhaled a force of ignorant power with his hands.

If Seomun Surin had seen it it was a big deal.

Since I had nothing to show I showed the magic ball to the child and sat down.

Fortunately or unfortunately young Zhuge Hyang did not have the insight to recognize Sosu Demon Gong.

“Wow. Not at all. No muscles. “My strength is weak.”

“I’m strong? “It’s completely Yeohang-esque?”

Then Jegalhyang pursed his lips.

“blood. lie. “Can you lift even 100 pounds with those arms?”

“A hundred pounds? “You can lift it with one hand.”

“Then what about two hundred pounds?”

“Isn’t it 200 won if you hold one in each hand?”

“Three hundred pounds?”

“I don’t know because I haven’t heard of it but maybe it’s possible? I don’t think it will be difficult if it’s worth it. Even if swinging things like this is a bit difficult.”

“You’re not using your inner energy?”

“I don’t use my energy.”

Then Zhuge Hyang slapped Cheong’s knee.

“I can’t write so I’m a complete liar.”

“Look at this? Are you already competing with incitement and fabrication? “I can’t even pick it up and show it to you.”

Then Jegalhyang responded as if he had been waiting.

Actually it was right to wait.

If he was of the Zhuge family he should have been able to devise a plan at the age of seven.

“Then show me.”

“Oh?”

“Quickly. Otherwise they will tell you that you lied to your brother.”