Chapter - 285 Episode 285. Life is supposed to be unfair. (5)

"What?"

Hyun Young opened his eyes wide and looked at the person sitting in front of him.

"I've been looking for people since the morning, and now what?"

Baek Sang said sternly, looking at Hyun Young in bewilderment.

"I'd like to be re-awakened."

"…...do you have to be in this situation?"

"Of course, I know it's not the right time to say this. But I thought it would be better to move quickly because my heart is dying to do it."

"My my."

Hyun Young looked at him with both absurdity and curiosity.

It's not a bad thing.'

It was time for the white porcelain boat to visit the governor's office.

Now is the time when all white porcelain, celadon, and celadon are devoted to training, so I couldn't bring it up, but Hwasan is improving day by day, and the money flowing in is increasing day by day.

It is now difficult to handle Hwasan's financial affairs with existing re-awakening personnel alone.

But isn't it something you'd be happy to have someone here willing to do?

"But why are you suddenly going to be alarmed?"

"I've been thinking about it, but...…."

"Yeah."

"I can't beat other priests without military service."

"You're not old enough to think that way already."

At Hyun Young's words, Baek Sang shook his head firmly.

"No, Elder! I know myself well. Even if it's boiling now, they'll outrun ahead of me."

Hyun Young slightly distorted his face.

"So, you want to be alert because you can't see the way in the air? Because it looks comfortable?"

"No!"

"Huh?"

Hyun Young was slightly embarrassed by Baek Sang's too determined voice. I was almost a little angry, but I inclined to listen a little more.

"Elderly, I'm their death penalty, and I'm their death penalty. I don't want to lose to them even if I'm not good at it!"

"Whoa?"

Look at this.

Hyun Young glowed his eyes interestingly.

"So I thought deeply and realized one thing!"

"What was that?"

"Hwasan's real power comes from re-awakening!"

"Oh?"

From Baek Sang's eyes, a glow of male polish.

"What's the reason for Hwasan's return to the old times? No school? Yes, I guess so. Talent? Well, I guess so. But more importantly, Hwasan has money."

"There you go! There you go! You know something!"

"Money! If you control money, you control power! I want to be a man who counts money until his fingers wear out rather than a man who rolls on the soles of his feet to sweat. Please accept me, Elder! No, Lord Reaper!"

Hyun Young smiled pleasedly.

Very snobbish and perverse, isn't he the perfect person for a financial awareness?

'Actually Jo-Gol took a picture of him.'

He came from a merchant family, so I thought he would be perfect for the financial crisis. But before I knew it, I got colored by Chung-Myung, so I started using my body before my hair. Only then can it not be a good finance footnote.

But now that Baek Sang has said it, he must be the man who will serve as a future financial anchor.

"I'm proud of you. So, did you think of that alone?"

"……No, it's not like that……."

"Then what?"

Baek Sang scratched his head slightly.

"I was talking to Chung-Myung last night and thought of it."

"Really? Did you talk to Chung-Myung?"

Hyun Young's warm smile settled on his face.

"As expected of Chung-Myung.'

I can't believe you sent such a talent to me. It is clear that Chung-Myung recognized his talent and started to push for financial awareness.Otherwise, how can I make up my mind and visit him in one day?

"Is your heart really firm?"

"Yes, Elder!"

Hyun Young shook his head.

"If so, I will tell the long storyteller and accept you as a member of the Ministry of Finance. However, if he becomes a member of the Finance Ministry, he will not be able to concentrate on training as he is now. Won't you regret it?"

"I'll be compatible."

"Compatible?"

"Yes!"

Baek Sang firmly continued.

"I don't want to forget the duty of a warrior just because I belong to the Ministry of Finance. It may not be easy, but I'm going to try to make myself compatible as an unmanned and a financial inspector."

"Well."

Hyun Young nodded his head.

"It won't be easy as you say, but if you have the will, there's nothing you can't do. But for your training, I won't let you down. Keep this in mind."

"Of course."

"Yeah, I get it."

Hyun Young smiled brightly.

People come in, money comes in. He has been in his prime since he took office as a financial footnote.

In the meantime, he can't just sit back and watch the money that comes in, can he?

"Then move aside and sit."

"What?"

"It's not really a sight to show you, but now that this has happened, you should know what re-awakening is doing."

Baek Sang nodded heavily.

You're trying to show me the re-awakening.'

I don't know what the job is, but it must be important. So you have to engrave it clearly in these two eyes.

When he stepped aside and sat down, Hyun Young raised his voice.

"Come on in."

Squeak.

Then the door opened immediately and Wirip San, Hwayeongmunju, entered.

"I heard that the elder has found me."

Hyun Young smiled graciously at him.

"Welcome."

"Tue, thank you for your hospitality."

Wirip San sat down with a heavy look on his face.

At first, that hospitality was very pleasant and good, but I keep feeling something subtle as I go through Hyun Young every day.

"Did you find him for a reason?"

Hyun Young laughed at Wirip San's question.

"Hey, Hwayeongmunju."

"Yes, Elder."

"You're here as the gatekeeper of the Hwasan family. Don't you think so?"

"Yes, I am."

"Does the trick belong to Hwasan or not?"

Wirip San tilted his head slightly and agonized.

This is because I was a little hesitant about what to answer because I didn't know the purpose of the question.

"Dah, of course Hwasan belongs to……."

"Hahaha!"

I think "……" but the shorthand and the main mountain are strictly separated. If not, shouldn't it be called a branch, not a shorthand?"

"There you go, there you go. You know something."

I was relieved at the face of Wirip San, who managed to get the answer Hyun Young wanted.

"But how do you ask that?"

"Hey, Hwayeongmunju."

Hyun Young started his luck with a smile on his face. His eyes, which seemed so kind at first sight, shone very brightly in his smile.

"Don't you want to make some money?"

"…Yes?"

Hyun Young rolls his thumb and index finger in a circle and shakes it slightly.

"Money."

"……."

It was the moment when Wirip San in Hwayeongmunju realized that something was going wrong.

* * *

The day when the finals were held came quickly.

Just as the two-day silence was a lie, people crowded in as soon as the sun rose.

"Today's the finals!"

"So far, it's just entertainment! From now on, there's going to be a real show!""There you go! There you go! Can you say that those who went back to the preliminary round saw the arena? This is the real arena!"

People's faces were already full of excitement.

Why wouldn't you?

The real world-class competition will be held from today.

It is said that the world's prestigious people sent out prominent figures afterwards, but when all are gathered, the number goes over a thousand.

How many masters would make a name in the world?

At best, it would be just a job.

The main round, which will be held from now on, is the master of the competition against each other's skills.

Isn't it too obvious that those who win and make a name here are the ones who will lead the world in the future?

Therefore, the number of crowds gathered in Shaolin far exceeded the preliminary period.

"That's a lot."

"I know."

"What are those people back there? What do you think they're selling?"

"There are so many people, so we should sell some food. Chung-Myung, there's a sweet potato."

"Where? Where?"

Chung-Myung turned his head.

Behind the crowd, people selling food and vendors selling simple items gathered to open up a war.

"What's that?"

"Huh? I think there's a lot of people here."

Hyun Jong, who was looking at the scene, also smiled.

"Ha ha ha. A lot of people are here, too."

"I think I'm hungry because I'm watching the war. Jang Moon-in, would you like something to eat?"

"No, I have to go to the podium soon, so I won't have time to eat."

He smiled and tilted his head as if he had found something.

"But it doesn't seem like they're selling anything, so why are there so many people there?""

At Hyun Jong's words, Hyun Sang squinted and looked at the big stand.

"Red and blue……. magnification? Hmm……. It's probably a bet."

"A bet? You mean gambling?"

"Don't you think so?"

Hyun Jong opened his mouth wide.

"Doh, gambling?"

From Shaolin?

You bet on this sacred Shaolin?

"Ha ha ha ha. Shaolin allowed that? No, even if Shaolin gave me permission, there's someone who has the guts to do such a thing like that. It's something to live and see for a long time."

"Ha ha. I know. I thought we were the only ones who had an accident."

"Yes, you don't think so.….Uh……?"

Hyun Jong tilted his head.

There's something strange about the face of a merchant pulling people from behind with a large plank.….

"You look familiar."

"Ha ha. So am I. Doesn't it look like Hwayeongmunju?"

"I know. It doesn't look exactly like...…."

Resemble.

They look so alike that even twins can be trusted.….

Huh?

"…Tuesday, Hwagyeongmunju?"

A murmur came out of Hyun Jong's blank mouth.

"No, why is Wirip San there...…."

It was that moment.

Wirip San spread out a fan in his hand, covered his face halfway, and shouted loudly.

"Ego! You have to call before you start! Before it starts! Once the Bimu starts, you can't call anymore! If you're on the line, please take your ticket! Tickets without seals won't be exchanged, so don't lose them!"

Ticket? Seal? Exchange money?

"Walk, walk?"

Hyun Jong murmured with blank eyes.

"What is that doing now?"

"…...open the gambling board."

"So you're saying the owner of that board is Wirip San in Hwayeongmunju?""……."

"Oh, no, that crazy guy?"

Wasan was the one who gambled in the sacred Shaolin?

Hyun Jong's eyes began to tremble.

His face turned red and white repeatedly.

Then, he came to his senses and turned his head around and quickly started looking for someone.

"Where is this guy?"

Hwayeongmunju?

Never mind!

The Wirip San he knows is not a great man to do such nonsense alone.

There must be someone else who made you do that!

"Chung-Myung! Where is Chung-Myung?"

"What?"

Chung-Myung, who was buried by death penalty agents, poked his head out. Then Hyun Jong rushed at him like a bolt out of the blue.

"What have you done?"

"What? What?"

"That! Wasn't that your guy trying to open up that gambling box?"

"Gambling board?"

Chung-Myung, who opened his eyes wide, looked to the side of the Wirip San and smacked his lips.

"Wow. Hwagyeongmunju, that's not normal. Why didn't I think of that?"

"…You're not you?"

"Yes, it's not me."

Watching Chung-Myung, who really doesn't know English, Hyun Jong was in a big mess.

It's not Chung-Myung?

Then who the hell...….

"Hmph!"

Then a low cough came from behind my back. Hyun Jong shivered as if he had been struck by lightning and slowly turned his head.

Hyun Young.

Hyun Young, his lovely priest and financial adviser of Hwasan, was smiling with a glossy face as the oil ran out.

Hyun Jong muttered in a voice that sounded like his soul had escaped.

"…is it you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is that you?"

"I mean, what are you talking about?"

Hyun Young shrugs his shoulders.

"That's just what Wirip San, Hwayeongmun Province, did personally. I'm the elder of Hwasan, but I can't get in the way of the shorthand."

"...do, you're gambling? At Shaolin?

Then Hyun Young looked around quietly. Then, he approached Hyun Jong and wrapped his shoulder and pulled him.

"I've decided to give you half."

"……."

"The middlemen are more revealing than I thought. The people who started the mess over there were given half of their money and they were given seats. There's no telling me not to gamble there. I looked into it in advance. Whoo hoo hoo hoo."

"……."

"Hu-hoo-hoo. Don't worry about anything, Jang. You can make a lot of money...…."

"Hey! You! You crazy man!"

Hyun Jong, who had been shaking for a long time, kicked Hyun Young's butt and blew it away. Then he screamed with a bloodshot face.

"Chung-Myung told him not to cause trouble, and the elder of the Moon faction is causing trouble?" This is not what the elder of a clan would do!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down."

Hyun Young, who flew away, quickly returned to his place as if nothing had happened.

And whispered with a grim face.

"Hwajeongmun did it, Hwajeongmun. Wasan doesn't know anything."

Hyun Jong grabbed the back of his neck as if his blood pressure was about to go up.

You son of a b*tc*!

Now even the elder is doing something crazy!

"Hey, hey, dude. Don't you know how to save face?"

"What face do you have in Hwasan? And when did we ever gain by saving face? You have money left, money!"

"Oops, oops...…."

"And!"

Hyun Young grinned and pulled Chung-Myung over his head."There's nothing to worry about. He's gonna save his face. Don't you think so, Chung-Myung?"

"Yes, but can I put my money on it, too?"

"Sure, sure. You're betting on winning, aren't you?"

"Of course."

"Yeah! Let's make a fortune. Hahahaha!

"Hehehehe!"

Hyun Jong closed his eyes as he saw the two people smiling in a similar shape.

"I'm going to give up my job as a writer. You're such an unanswered doorman!'

Hwasan's living is getting better day by day, and his life is getting harder and harder.