1 Reading books gives you more experience! 1

I like the smell of books.

I'm not sure who's going to look at books or things like books these days when there's a lot of Internet and games and you can read books on your computer and cell phone.

I like books. I like the taste of the hand when I turn over the pages of the bookcase by page.

So I was going to an old bookstore today.

***

Lee Jong-seok, a high school student, was entering an old bookstore.

Dangling!

With a familiar bell, I could hear the voice of the master uncle.

"Is Jong-seok here?”

"Hello. Do you have any new books?"

"Because there's a battery in there. Look carefully."

"Yes."

Lee Jong-seok entered the shelves with familiar steps by the owner's words.

The size of a small convenience store has been around since Lee Jong-seok was in elementary school.

Tens of thousands of books, ranging from student reference books to magazines, novels, science and medical books, were piled up in bookstores and passages.

There were so many books that even the owner didn't know where and how they were. So I just told them to look for the books they needed.

Anyway, Lee Jong-seok went inside carefully avoiding books piled up in the bookshelf and passageways at the words of his owner.

Then there were bags behind the bookshelf. All the books that came into the Old West were secondhand books to match the name of the secondhand bookstore.

Of course, students came to sell their books, but it was only a small part and most of them were junk shops.

This is how people take used books that they throw away or sell for only paper.

So I don't know what's in this bag. And that was good for Lee Jong-seok.

It's like opening a treasure box that you don't know what's inside?

'Yes, what's inside you?’

Lee Jong-seok, who was looking at the sack as if he were talking to a friend, pulled the rope.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Lee Jong-seok, who opened the bag, took out the books one by one.

"Don't forget to organize your books, Jong-seok."

"Yes!"

Lee Jong-seok, who answered happily to the owner's words, took out the books and looked at them.

Among the books that came into the bag, the most expensive one was student reference books.

Just as science or math cannot change in a day, reference books come out similar in most cases.

And it was a novel that made money. There is only a difference between a new book or an old book, but the story doesn't change.

There were some novels that made money because they were old books. Some people collect out-of-print novels.

Lee Jong-seok's hand movements have been accelerated as reference books and novels are divided into novels.

'Not much else.’

Lee Jong-seok's face was filled with curiosity as he was taking out a book from the bag and looking for a book to read.

Inside the sack was a book in Western style.

'It's a Western-style edition.

Yangjangbok was one of Lee Jong-seok's favorite books. The atmosphere is luxurious and the paper is luxurious.

That's why it's good to swallow. Lee Jong-seok looked at the cover of Lee Jong-seok, who held the dress code.

The cover was just a golden design on the gray side, but there was no title.

'Is it snow?'

The golden design looked at first glance like a human eye. Lee Jong-seok, who was looking at golden eyes as if he were looking at himself, opened the book.

The untitled book has attracted interest.

A little yellowish paper appeared inside the thick dresser's cover.

"Paper quality."

The paper caught on the finger gave a warm feeling and texture like hanji.

Lee Jong-seok, who had been stroking such paper for a while, turned over the paper.

Srrrr! Srrrrrrrrrrrr!

Lee Jong-seok's face, which was flipping over one or two sheets of paper, was a little strange.

"Huh?"

Whispering! Whispering!

I flipped the paper quickly, but there was nothing written in it.

Lee Jong-seok, who turned over all the papers until the last page, tilted his head.

"What is it, like a notebook, not a book?"

A notebook in Western style, which feels very luxurious, but it was a shame.

There is no content in such a luxurious book.

Lee Jong-seok, who was looking at the notes for a while, put the hard copy on one side and began to classify the books in the sack by type.

***

After spending time in an old bookstore, Lee Jong-seok came back home.

"I'm home."

When I opened the door and entered, Lee Jong-seok's nose smelled spicy.

You're studying the sauce again.’

After his father's retirement, Lee Jong-seok's house was running a small snack bar near elementary school.

Unlike what I thought would be easy to catch the taste buds of elementary school students, I have been struggling because of the lack of business.

So parents were doing source research these days. It's tteokbokki sauce, a friend of elementary school students.

When I entered the house, my dad was stirring the red sauce in the living room as he thought.

"You've been to an old bookstore again!"

When he entered the house, his mother's loud voice greeted him.

"Why are you so vocal about going to the bookstore, not going anywhere else?"

My mom developed a double heart in her eyes because of my dad's words.

"It's not like I'm going to study, but because I always go to used bookstores."

"Leave it alone. It's a good thing you don't get into trouble."

"You always say that, so he doesn't study..."

"Then it's good to get into trouble like the kids from other families."

"Who said so!”

Leaving his parents who started arguing in the living room behind, Lee Jong-seok sneaked into his room.

It's not a day or two, but this is just a greeting.

Lee Jong-seok, who put his bag on his desk, took out a Western-style copy from inside and put it down.

Lee Jong-seok, who did not have anything written inside but liked the texture of the paper, bought it for 1,000 won from his owner.

"Hmm...."

Lee Jong-seok, who opened the Western-style book, took out a pencil and wrote.

Square! Square!

Unlike the note, his name was written with a little rough feeling.

"Good handwriting..."

Lee Jong-seok's eyes opened wide while he was talking.

Under his name was a brilliant golden writing.

"What is this?"

With Lee Jong-seok's murmur, the shiny letters blinked. As if to ask for a quick answer.

"Write down my experience..."

Lee Jong-seok, who was looking at the sparkling writing for a while, wrote "Yes" below it.

Lee Jong-seok's head became complicated by the letters that reappeared in the note.

What the hell is this? Experience book?’

Lee Jong-seok, who was looking at the notes for a while, wrote.

Lee Jong-seok, who remained silent on the letters engraved on the note, wrote.

When asked what he wanted to do, Lee Jong-seok, who was briefly there, wrote.

Lee Jong-seok's hands wriggled when he said it was a necessary experience.

I know that mom and dad have a hard time making tteokbokki sauce every night.

If what this book says is true, I wonder if there is such a thing.

And the book itself is unbelievable.

As I had a lot of thoughts, a new article appeared as if the notebook, or experience book, was asking me to write down my experiences.

Lee Jong-seok, who was thinking for a while, wrote what happened today.

Today in the old bookshop, I got a Western... When I got home and wrote here, the text came out in this book.

I've never written...

So I write down today's work.

Lee Jong-seok's face was puzzled by the article he wrote.

"A common experience? How is this a common experience?’

He wrote down his own experience book and his story, which he called a common experience.

Then, Lee Jong-seok suddenly found out why.

"Oh! All the experiences in the book were written by the people who got this book... Then it must be common."

Those who had experience in the book were all those who got this book, so it was a common experience for them.

"Even a common experience gives you a sense of experience. So writing down unusual experiences gives you more experience value?"

Lee Jong-seok, who was thinking for a while, wrote.

Sreuk!

The notebook unfolded itself and the next chapter appeared.

The basis of cooking is the liver. It is the beginning and the end of cooking that properly harmonizes the five flavors, salty, sweet, spicy, sour and bitter.

The use of high-quality ingredients does not improve the taste. Even good ingredients are garbage if they are not seasoned.

However, people's tastes are all different. So there is no perfect liver.