Chapter - 545 Episode 545. Long death. The kids grew up really well. (5)
The second son of the Dead Sea Merchant Association.
A man who should have walked the path of a merchant, not a path of inspection.
Jo-Gol took a low deep breath.
Although the merchant's path was abandoned, his knowledge of trade was never shallow because of his living environment. It is no exaggeration to say that it is unique among Hwasan's disciples who came to the North Sea together.
There's no way he didn't know how important this place is now.
He sat here, determined to lead the deal to the advantage for HWASAN.
But…….
Jo-Gol has had to face fundamental questions since he entered the meeting to discuss the transaction details.
Did I really need to come in here?’
"No, no, no, no!"
Chung-Myung was screaming and screaming.
"I don't think you understand, but that's not gonna solve it!" There's only one season I'm going to sell it in the North Sea, and you're not going to make any money by selling it like that!"
"Ha, but the seal……. It's not that much of a season. If it were so easy to mine, wouldn't the North Sea have become rich in the past?"
"Then we can mine a lot and become rich from now on!"
"Well, that's easier said than done.….”
Chung-Myung glared at Hanyi Myeong, sweating profusely.
"Madam! No, sir!"
"What?"
"Then when does the Bingo get rich?"
“…….”
Hanyi Myeong lost what to say and shut up.
"There's nothing we can do about it. You're just making the noise! Hasn't the fool been poor all this time?"
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it.….”
"Mr. General."
"What?"
Chung-Myung said with a stiff face.
"Of course it's not your responsibility. It's an inevitable problem for the environment in the North Sea."
"That's right."
This is what Hanyi Myeong wanted to say.
The North Sea is a barren place.
It is not easy to overcome the brutal cold, and it is even more difficult to work through the cold.
Why wouldn't the North Sea people want to dig more ice caps and seasons? There is only a limit to manpower.
"But it's not like there's no way. We'll put the warriors in the mine."
"Do, stamp."
Hanyi Myeong's face smeared with embarrassment.
"Although the Bing-goes are responsible for living in the North Sea, the root of which is Mufa. If we turn those who learn nothing from Mufa to other places, the foundation will collapse."
"Oh, yeah. It's possible.”
Chung-Myung took Hanyi Myeong's words with a grain of salt. And he gave a significant look.
"By the way, sir."
"What?"
"What the hell are you planning to hand down to the next generation?"
"…what do you mean?"
"What are you going to do when the governor dies and the palace has to rule the North Sea completely?"
The words shook Hanyi Myeong's eyes.
"The Bingo is still a place to protect the pride of a warrior, so are you going to make a living without losing the spirit of a warrior?"
“…….”
Hanyi Myeong clasped her fist slightly.
For him, Solso Baek was not a single word to define.
He is the lord of his service, and he is the one who must devote his loyalty to the court of the former generation.… above all, he was his lovely son.
It's not blood connected blood. But he was his own child, who was fed and carried on his back. Rather, it was more affectionate because the blood did not continue."Are you going to hand over this poverty to the lord of the palace? Saying I can't help it?"
"That……."
Hanyi Myeong bit her lips with a troubled face.
"I can't do that.….”
"Right!"
Chung-Myung clapped his hands to say he was right.
Jo-Gol grinned as he snatched Hanyi Myeong so slowly.
'What kind of negotiation is this?’
I've never seen such a negotiation in my life.
In the transaction between the two factions, there is no loss of any coin. It is basic to make all kinds of good words so that the other person's face is not damaged, but to make a lot of blades in his head with sharp calculations.
But what's this...….
Then Chung-Myung spoke up again.
"What is there to hand down to future generations in the first place?”
“…….”
"Good martial arts, high honors? The pride of being a fool?
Then he snorted openly.
"Good. Everything's good. But what's the use of all that when you can't even make ends meet? It would be good for future generations to pursue honor with pride. But you shouldn't ask the fleet to go hungry for that!"
“…….”
"Right now I'm having a hard time, but my son shouldn't be hungry! Isn't that the role of the fleet?"
Hanyi Myeong nodded firmly with a calm face.
"There's nothing wrong with the seal."
"I mean!"
Bite!
Chung-Myung smashed the table.
"Put your pride aside for a while."
“…….”
"A warrior has pride. And there's something to do with the warrior. Yes, I know that. But……."
Chung-Myung's eyes had become quite serious.
"My father has no pride."
Hanyi Myeong closed her eyes.
'What would you say if you were a former palace lord?'’
Perhaps he did not agree to this negotiation. He put his pride above all else.
The same is true of Hanyi Myeong. If he had received this offer just a few years ago, he would probably have refused without thinking.
But now I know.
That pride and pride sometimes have no value.
Didn't you realize it by raising Solso Baek with your own hands?
"Stamp."
Hanyi Myeong looked directly at Chung-Myung and said,
"I'd like to ask you one question.”
"Yes, ask."
"I understand that the seal is trying to make a profit through the ice. I know that I cannot dare to weigh it from a gracious standpoint."
A sigh came out of Hanyi Myeong's mouth.
"But I'm the president of the ice palace, and as the seal said, I'm still responsible for the whole foolishness of the young lord to rule. So I dare to ask you."
His eyes on Chung-Myung were as serious as they could be.
"Are all these deals really helpful to the bingo?”
Chung-Myung grinned.
"My principles are one.”
“…….”
"Blood to those who have made me bleed, and grace to those who have done so."
Chung-Myung's face, which answers seriously, was unusually trustworthy.
"I don't need a relationship that's awkwardly made up of justification and friendship. We need relationships that are truly for each other, that can help each other. A real friend relationship where we can run to each other if we're in danger."
“…….”
"If the North Sea is in danger, Hwasan will come running like this."
Hanyi Myeong nods slowly.
"Then what about the North Sea?”
"I don't think it's up to me to decide. It depends solely on the choice of the palace lord.""Oh, you'really.
"But…."
Hanyi Myeong smiled slightly and nodded and reached out her hand.
"It will never happen to me to stop you from choosing. What justification can you use to stop your friends from going to help them?"
Chung-Myung grinned and held the hand together.
"Well done.”
The two held hands tightly and looked at each other's faces.
The two, who exchanged such firm eyes for a while, sat down again.
"Well."
Hanyi Myeong let out a slight moan of concern.
"Now it's a problem to convince the warriors to put them into the work. They're proud of themselves.….”
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that.”
"What?"
Chung-Myung grinned triumphantly at Hanyi Myeong, who looked at him as if he was wondering what that meant.
"I'll show you how to handle people from now on."
“…….”
"It's a matter of warrior pride and nonsense, and I care about it in the first place. So, you just have to slap me first.….”
Jo-Gol laughed as Chung-Myung began his special lecture.
'That's it for here, too.’
Dark clouds were flowing into the North Sea Ice Palace.
"K!"
Chung-Myung's face, which ran out of the door, shone in the sun. Baek-ah, who was on his shoulder, also stretched out her body as if she were sunbathing, making an expression that would never be seen again.
"That's a wrap-up!"
"…a tough guy."
Eventually, Chung-Myung doubled the volume Hanyi Myeong offered. As long as the contract has been stamped, Binggo must now bring Bingjeong and Hanchul and other specialties to Hwasan.
Of course, the purchase price was higher than expected, but Jo-Gol knew that it was never done out of consideration for the foolhole.
In other words, I'm going to keep picking and eating.’
In the short term, you do not have to consider the other person's circumstances when making a profit, but you must also benefit the other person when making a continuous transaction. That way, we can continue to make more profits without losing the deal.
"But what are you going to do with the supplies?"
"For what?"
When asked by Jo-Gol, Chung-Myung said nonchalantly, lowering his stretching arm.
"Since Mr. Bing-jung is dry in the middle of the country, there will be many people who want to buy it even if it's a gift." You can sell the rest of the yawns to those people, leaving what we're going to use."
"What about Han Cheol?"
"It's the middle of the season, and I'll buy you expensive at the Dangga."
Chung-Myung giggled as he recalled the expression Dang Gunnak had made at the moment he saw Han Cheol.
"We even tasted the season while making Han Cheol-gum this time. I've learned how to make a weapon with one iron at the most, but I can't do anything because I don't have any ingredients, so wouldn't I be upset?”
"That's right."
"But put it in front of you for a season. I'm sure your eyes will turn.”
"Well, you said you were friends with Danga. Are you trying to sell it to a friend at a high price?"
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk. Look at what a man from a merchant family says. No, no, no."
No... Chung-Myung.
Isn't that a matter of humanity, not a merchant or a fool? Yes?
"The death penalty doesn't know anything!"
“…….”
"The more friends you are, the more money you have to make sure. If you give him a bad discount and give him a bad one, he'll build up in the end. I'm not doing this to make some money! It's a matter of relationship and trust!"
"…do the f*ck."
Whether Jo-Gol mutters bitterly or not Chung-Myung giggles. Then he suddenly looked straight and looked back at Jo-Gol and said,"This is a secret to Soso.”
“…….”
"Ahem!"
Jo-Gol shook his head as soon as he saw Chung-Myung heading to his place with his belly sticking out.
"Anyway, that swindler."
And followed quickly.
Chung-Myung walked leisurely and suddenly glanced at the distant sky.
"That's enough."
"Huh?"
"All the problems in the North Sea begin with the fact that the land is far from the middle ground and barren."
“…….”
"If you carry out endless trade and continue to earn grain and goods, you will change yourself."
“…….”
"That'll make the kid a little comfortable.”
At the end of his speech, Chung-Myung added, "I wish I could make some money while I'm at it," and walked in front of him.
Jo-Gol looked at Chung-Myung's back and ended up smirking.
'He's the one who can't stop him anyway.’
It was a lot of times when I didn't understand what Chung-Myung was thinking.
But…….
What do you say?
The way that an intolerable priest walks will never go against what he thinks. I was sure of that. It got thicker as time went by.
"Let's go together, Chung-Myung…"….”
"Ah!"
"Huh?"
"No matter how hard I think about it, I don't think Solchon Sang was the only one up for ice. Shall we dig a little bit more? You have to shake it off properly so you won't regret it! You have to do your best, of course."
“…….”
No.
Sometimes I think it's a little off.
A little too much…….
A man who should have walked the path of a merchant, not a path of inspection.
Jo-Gol took a low deep breath.
Although the merchant's path was abandoned, his knowledge of trade was never shallow because of his living environment. It is no exaggeration to say that it is unique among Hwasan's disciples who came to the North Sea together.
There's no way he didn't know how important this place is now.
He sat here, determined to lead the deal to the advantage for HWASAN.
But…….
Jo-Gol has had to face fundamental questions since he entered the meeting to discuss the transaction details.
Did I really need to come in here?’
"No, no, no, no!"
Chung-Myung was screaming and screaming.
"I don't think you understand, but that's not gonna solve it!" There's only one season I'm going to sell it in the North Sea, and you're not going to make any money by selling it like that!"
"Ha, but the seal……. It's not that much of a season. If it were so easy to mine, wouldn't the North Sea have become rich in the past?"
"Then we can mine a lot and become rich from now on!"
"Well, that's easier said than done.….”
Chung-Myung glared at Hanyi Myeong, sweating profusely.
"Madam! No, sir!"
"What?"
"Then when does the Bingo get rich?"
“…….”
Hanyi Myeong lost what to say and shut up.
"There's nothing we can do about it. You're just making the noise! Hasn't the fool been poor all this time?"
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it.….”
"Mr. General."
"What?"
Chung-Myung said with a stiff face.
"Of course it's not your responsibility. It's an inevitable problem for the environment in the North Sea."
"That's right."
This is what Hanyi Myeong wanted to say.
The North Sea is a barren place.
It is not easy to overcome the brutal cold, and it is even more difficult to work through the cold.
Why wouldn't the North Sea people want to dig more ice caps and seasons? There is only a limit to manpower.
"But it's not like there's no way. We'll put the warriors in the mine."
"Do, stamp."
Hanyi Myeong's face smeared with embarrassment.
"Although the Bing-goes are responsible for living in the North Sea, the root of which is Mufa. If we turn those who learn nothing from Mufa to other places, the foundation will collapse."
"Oh, yeah. It's possible.”
Chung-Myung took Hanyi Myeong's words with a grain of salt. And he gave a significant look.
"By the way, sir."
"What?"
"What the hell are you planning to hand down to the next generation?"
"…what do you mean?"
"What are you going to do when the governor dies and the palace has to rule the North Sea completely?"
The words shook Hanyi Myeong's eyes.
"The Bingo is still a place to protect the pride of a warrior, so are you going to make a living without losing the spirit of a warrior?"
“…….”
Hanyi Myeong clasped her fist slightly.
For him, Solso Baek was not a single word to define.
He is the lord of his service, and he is the one who must devote his loyalty to the court of the former generation.… above all, he was his lovely son.
It's not blood connected blood. But he was his own child, who was fed and carried on his back. Rather, it was more affectionate because the blood did not continue."Are you going to hand over this poverty to the lord of the palace? Saying I can't help it?"
"That……."
Hanyi Myeong bit her lips with a troubled face.
"I can't do that.….”
"Right!"
Chung-Myung clapped his hands to say he was right.
Jo-Gol grinned as he snatched Hanyi Myeong so slowly.
'What kind of negotiation is this?’
I've never seen such a negotiation in my life.
In the transaction between the two factions, there is no loss of any coin. It is basic to make all kinds of good words so that the other person's face is not damaged, but to make a lot of blades in his head with sharp calculations.
But what's this...….
Then Chung-Myung spoke up again.
"What is there to hand down to future generations in the first place?”
“…….”
"Good martial arts, high honors? The pride of being a fool?
Then he snorted openly.
"Good. Everything's good. But what's the use of all that when you can't even make ends meet? It would be good for future generations to pursue honor with pride. But you shouldn't ask the fleet to go hungry for that!"
“…….”
"Right now I'm having a hard time, but my son shouldn't be hungry! Isn't that the role of the fleet?"
Hanyi Myeong nodded firmly with a calm face.
"There's nothing wrong with the seal."
"I mean!"
Bite!
Chung-Myung smashed the table.
"Put your pride aside for a while."
“…….”
"A warrior has pride. And there's something to do with the warrior. Yes, I know that. But……."
Chung-Myung's eyes had become quite serious.
"My father has no pride."
Hanyi Myeong closed her eyes.
'What would you say if you were a former palace lord?'’
Perhaps he did not agree to this negotiation. He put his pride above all else.
The same is true of Hanyi Myeong. If he had received this offer just a few years ago, he would probably have refused without thinking.
But now I know.
That pride and pride sometimes have no value.
Didn't you realize it by raising Solso Baek with your own hands?
"Stamp."
Hanyi Myeong looked directly at Chung-Myung and said,
"I'd like to ask you one question.”
"Yes, ask."
"I understand that the seal is trying to make a profit through the ice. I know that I cannot dare to weigh it from a gracious standpoint."
A sigh came out of Hanyi Myeong's mouth.
"But I'm the president of the ice palace, and as the seal said, I'm still responsible for the whole foolishness of the young lord to rule. So I dare to ask you."
His eyes on Chung-Myung were as serious as they could be.
"Are all these deals really helpful to the bingo?”
Chung-Myung grinned.
"My principles are one.”
“…….”
"Blood to those who have made me bleed, and grace to those who have done so."
Chung-Myung's face, which answers seriously, was unusually trustworthy.
"I don't need a relationship that's awkwardly made up of justification and friendship. We need relationships that are truly for each other, that can help each other. A real friend relationship where we can run to each other if we're in danger."
“…….”
"If the North Sea is in danger, Hwasan will come running like this."
Hanyi Myeong nods slowly.
"Then what about the North Sea?”
"I don't think it's up to me to decide. It depends solely on the choice of the palace lord.""Oh, you'really.
"But…."
Hanyi Myeong smiled slightly and nodded and reached out her hand.
"It will never happen to me to stop you from choosing. What justification can you use to stop your friends from going to help them?"
Chung-Myung grinned and held the hand together.
"Well done.”
The two held hands tightly and looked at each other's faces.
The two, who exchanged such firm eyes for a while, sat down again.
"Well."
Hanyi Myeong let out a slight moan of concern.
"Now it's a problem to convince the warriors to put them into the work. They're proud of themselves.….”
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that.”
"What?"
Chung-Myung grinned triumphantly at Hanyi Myeong, who looked at him as if he was wondering what that meant.
"I'll show you how to handle people from now on."
“…….”
"It's a matter of warrior pride and nonsense, and I care about it in the first place. So, you just have to slap me first.….”
Jo-Gol laughed as Chung-Myung began his special lecture.
'That's it for here, too.’
Dark clouds were flowing into the North Sea Ice Palace.
"K!"
Chung-Myung's face, which ran out of the door, shone in the sun. Baek-ah, who was on his shoulder, also stretched out her body as if she were sunbathing, making an expression that would never be seen again.
"That's a wrap-up!"
"…a tough guy."
Eventually, Chung-Myung doubled the volume Hanyi Myeong offered. As long as the contract has been stamped, Binggo must now bring Bingjeong and Hanchul and other specialties to Hwasan.
Of course, the purchase price was higher than expected, but Jo-Gol knew that it was never done out of consideration for the foolhole.
In other words, I'm going to keep picking and eating.’
In the short term, you do not have to consider the other person's circumstances when making a profit, but you must also benefit the other person when making a continuous transaction. That way, we can continue to make more profits without losing the deal.
"But what are you going to do with the supplies?"
"For what?"
When asked by Jo-Gol, Chung-Myung said nonchalantly, lowering his stretching arm.
"Since Mr. Bing-jung is dry in the middle of the country, there will be many people who want to buy it even if it's a gift." You can sell the rest of the yawns to those people, leaving what we're going to use."
"What about Han Cheol?"
"It's the middle of the season, and I'll buy you expensive at the Dangga."
Chung-Myung giggled as he recalled the expression Dang Gunnak had made at the moment he saw Han Cheol.
"We even tasted the season while making Han Cheol-gum this time. I've learned how to make a weapon with one iron at the most, but I can't do anything because I don't have any ingredients, so wouldn't I be upset?”
"That's right."
"But put it in front of you for a season. I'm sure your eyes will turn.”
"Well, you said you were friends with Danga. Are you trying to sell it to a friend at a high price?"
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk. Look at what a man from a merchant family says. No, no, no."
No... Chung-Myung.
Isn't that a matter of humanity, not a merchant or a fool? Yes?
"The death penalty doesn't know anything!"
“…….”
"The more friends you are, the more money you have to make sure. If you give him a bad discount and give him a bad one, he'll build up in the end. I'm not doing this to make some money! It's a matter of relationship and trust!"
"…do the f*ck."
Whether Jo-Gol mutters bitterly or not Chung-Myung giggles. Then he suddenly looked straight and looked back at Jo-Gol and said,"This is a secret to Soso.”
“…….”
"Ahem!"
Jo-Gol shook his head as soon as he saw Chung-Myung heading to his place with his belly sticking out.
"Anyway, that swindler."
And followed quickly.
Chung-Myung walked leisurely and suddenly glanced at the distant sky.
"That's enough."
"Huh?"
"All the problems in the North Sea begin with the fact that the land is far from the middle ground and barren."
“…….”
"If you carry out endless trade and continue to earn grain and goods, you will change yourself."
“…….”
"That'll make the kid a little comfortable.”
At the end of his speech, Chung-Myung added, "I wish I could make some money while I'm at it," and walked in front of him.
Jo-Gol looked at Chung-Myung's back and ended up smirking.
'He's the one who can't stop him anyway.’
It was a lot of times when I didn't understand what Chung-Myung was thinking.
But…….
What do you say?
The way that an intolerable priest walks will never go against what he thinks. I was sure of that. It got thicker as time went by.
"Let's go together, Chung-Myung…"….”
"Ah!"
"Huh?"
"No matter how hard I think about it, I don't think Solchon Sang was the only one up for ice. Shall we dig a little bit more? You have to shake it off properly so you won't regret it! You have to do your best, of course."
“…….”
No.
Sometimes I think it's a little off.
A little too much…….
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