A salty taste that scratches your tongue, a sweet taste that makes your mouth tingle.

A spicy combination of chives, garlic, green onions, and onions.

And the savory taste made by pouring Miwon, which has the arrogant name of being the source of taste!

The sweet, salty, spicy and spicy taste of Korean food is created by these four great elements.

But lo and behold.

Salt is not cheap.

Sugar is very expensive.

Nammancho, a popular spice brought over from India, is not familiar to anyone other than Sacheon.

Miwon? Umami?

This was the taste of sincerity that could only be obtained by carefully cooking the bones of an animal until the bones became soft and the marrow completely dissolved!

It was a unique gourmet food of mankind that could not be dismissed as nothing more than white powder.

Therefore, Qing’s homesickness was merely represented by kimchi stew.

In fact, it was a longing for Korean food that encompasses the four great elements of taste.

It was a thirst that could not be satisfied with pseudo-Korean food.

The soul of the Korean people, fried chicken, is also found in Jungwon.

In the first place, there was no civilization like the Jungwon region, where oil was abundant and deep-frying cuisine was developed even for the common people of rural areas.

pork belly?

In Jungwon, pork is the most popular food ingredient.

noodle?

Jungwon is the starting point of all noodle dishes in the world, and without Jungwon, noodles would not exist in this world.

Therefore, at this point, Cheong was taken to Simma due to lovesickness, and he deserved praise for holding on for a long time.

It is the virtual ideal food that the soul desperately seeks.

Cheong’s expression was extremely sad.

The expression on the face of a woman who desperately longs for something has a beauty that transcends the times and the world.

This is because longing originally comes from a longing for lost beauty.

And the Jungwon people are a race that considers that sorrowful longing more beautiful than any other race in the world.

They were a group of perverts whose sexual desires exploded and their eyes rolled back from their slightly frowning expressions.

Seo-si, the most beautiful woman in the central region, was just frowning because she had difficulty breathing due to a chronic pneumothorax, but everyone in the world thought that Seo-si was missing something.

So even the elites of the Demonic Cult were on the verge of lovesickness.

Cheong was now a confident beauty wherever she went.

Although it is a beauty that falls apart the moment you walk, eat, or talk.

But Cheong was not normal.

The heartbreaking sorrow emanating from longing pierced the hearts of the Demonic Cult experts.

‘hey. ‘It was only today that I finally realized what my ideal type looks like.’

‘Brother too? I was like that too.’

‘My sister-in-law’s face is worn out. ‘Don’t peek.’

‘My sister-in-law is a mess, so you start with your father-in-law, right?’

However, there was a great master who worshiped a beautiful woman.

If it weren’t for Jajeonma-kun, Cheong would have already received countless handshakes, or even marriage proposals.

However, Choi Lyon was a magician who would burst into flames as soon as he got close.

If they were in a bad mood, they had the ability to turn people into charcoal, and the Demonic Cult was a group that was not guilty of making charcoal without permission.

So, everyone pretended not to notice and only glanced at Cheong’s sad expression in his arms.

The bicycle horse kept looking around with his blue eyes to resolve the gaze, but it was a mess because he was glancing this way when he looked over there, and when he looked this way, he was glancing at that side.

Choi Lyon clicked his tongue and said.

“Son, why on earth are you so weak? “Even the most saggy bastard will be more energetic than you.”

“I want to eat kimchi stew, kimchi stew…” … ”

“kimchi soup? It’s a strange name I’ve never heard of before. Wait, you want to eat? “Are you saying this because you just want to eat food?”

“Just food… … too bad… … ”

Choi Lyon’s eyebrows twitched.

If this bitch had the temperament of this bitch, she would have immediately attacked her and asked why she treated other people without knowing their speed.

This was not the year to let go of too much and move on like a squid that has lost its breath.

Only then did Choi Lyon realize that something was not unusual.

Even though it was just food, I didn’t think it was just an old man who had lived for a long time complaining about barely having anything to eat.

The child, who had nothing to live with and was surrounded by wild beans, was longing for home, so the sign turned out to be something to eat.

How much I miss you.

However, Choi Lyon was also disingenuous.

I promised to send it back.

I will keep my promise, but it was nice to see a child who had already learned magic and lost a place to return to.

So I asked a different question instead.

“Oh, it’s just food, so what’s wrong with making it? “Please speak up.”

Light slowly returned to Cheong’s eyes.

“really? “Kimchi stew is a stew made with kimchi.”

“What is kimchi again?”

“uh. Baekchae made red with peppers? But it’s not just pickled on the outside; it has to be aged and fermented.”

“When I get back.”

“You can’t go back… … ”

Cheong sank again.

Choi Lyon was in trouble.

It looks like it’s a local dish somewhere.

Fermented red cabbage.

It was very bizarre, but it was a problem because it couldn’t be made simply because the materials were available.

Choi Lyon sighed, not knowing what to do.

And one of the Demonic Cult masters who had been captivated by the poor beauty stole the conversation with a brilliant Jicheongjutsu.

Jicheongsul refers to the art of listening to a single sound by concentrating one’s energy.

Through this, the master spoke of the art of listening to distant sounds or filtering out various noises and selecting only the desired conversation.

In other words, the original purpose of this technology is to steal and listen to other people’s words through eavesdropping.

Anyway, I was successful in stealing it, so I guess it was really worth it.

—-

ah. I want to eat something spicy.

Cheong couldn’t seem to lose his appetite and started gnawing.

In fact, Choi Lyon only noticed it when he saw it.

Only after the gluttony dies does the Seomun Surin-style nuclear attack-style education shine.

Only when the instinct dies does the habit engraved in the body, the nuclear-based aesthetic behavior pattern, emerge.

So, in the eyes of those who do not know the essence of Cheong, it was a meal of flawless beauty.

This one is sweet. This guy is salty.

I don’t even have any rice, but everything is so greasy with oil that I’m dying.

Cheong eventually put down his chopsticks.

It was such a big incident that Cheong refused to eat.

It was then.

“Sozer. this.”

“… … ?”

Cheong turned his head blankly.

As the sadness reflected in the drowsiness was clearly visible, the heart of the master who handed out the bowl was pounding.

“I heard it was a soup near here, but the food didn’t seem to suit my taste, so I brought it here.”

The other masters who saw that scene felt sad.

Holy shit, there was a way!

How to shoot a general to catch a horse, hmm? Am I right?

Anyway, whoever controls the stomach controls women’s hearts!

In fact, in the Chinese style of love, men were forced to be more devoted than any other ethnic group in the world.

Because Chinese-style love (hereinafter omitted, next time)

Regarding this, since Cheong was already a beauty, it was something she would experience whenever she went to the central plains.

Cheong looked at Tang.

It doesn’t seem like it’s really cool and clear.

Because you never know… …

Cheong took a spoonful of soup and carefully brought it to his mouth.

It was salty, sour and greasy.

The soup you eat with rice tastes sour. It’s too much, really.

How can the world be like this? Is it this hard to just have a bowl of spicy soup?

Normally, he would have gone wild, but because Sima heard it, he just laid down his spoon in quiet despair.

Moreover, the kimchi stew was spicy and sour.

And it started from that moment.

At every meal, all kinds of soups were served on the table.

Choi Lyon rolled his eyes at first, but he thought it would be quite a lot to eat a spoonful at a time, so he almost allowed it.

Nevertheless, what a tragedy it was that Cheong was unable to taste the spicy soup in the end.

Seolga should have seen this scene.

Then they would have given me enlightenment, saying that if I had just kept my mouth shut and pretended to be offended, I wouldn’t have been treated the same way anywhere.

But Seolga is no more… …

In this way, the group of demonic cults was getting closer and closer to the Cheonmachong with each passing day.

—-

Another day and night passed like that.

Evil enemies of the Demonic Cult disguised as merchants entered the land of Gansu.

Gansu Castle is shaped like a long snake’s head. The reason why the narrow and long city wall was formed in a strange shape was simple.

There are high mountain ranges above and below. What can we do?

Therefore, this was the only smooth road leading to the western region beyond the Xinjiang River between the upper and lower walls.

So, there were many merchants passing through this road, and because they all walked with silk piled up, the nickname of this road was Silk Road.

The sight of merchants swarming along the Silk Road was such a natural sight that the Demon Cult invasion party disguised themselves as merchants and was not suspected at all.

Then, the top suddenly turned south and reached the famous Chilchaesan Mountain of Jangdan.

Chilchaesan Mountain got its name because it is a mountain with seven colors.

Cheong, who was helpless, saw the scene.

ah. This is what I saw in civilization… …

The famous jangdan Danha, or its international name, Zhangye Danxia, ​​was referring to it.

It was an incredibly mysterious landscape, with the bare land without vegetation drawing waves of seven colors.

It’s interesting, but… …

It’s just colored land.

A frantic Cheong roughly finished his impressions.

If the Qing had been well-versed in the geography of the central plains, they would have been able to guess the location of Cheonmachong and kneel down.

If you go south from Chilchaesan Mountain, you reach the Great Gorge of Flat Mountain Lake.

The vertical cliffs stand as walls, and the winding canyon between them is a maze itself created by nature.

So, where else in the world could a sprout of such great wealth be hidden, if not in flat coral?

The geography of the Qing Dynasty was too short to admire.