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Jong-seok was talking to Kang Sung-soo.

"Will you appear on the show?"

"He says he'll be on the show if you adjust the date."

"Yay! Awesome!"

Watching Kang Sung-soo clapping his hands, Jong-seok said.

"But there's one problem."

"What problem? I'll solve all the problems! Don't worry!"

If Kim asked him to take his liver out, he would take it out.

Only on the premise that one's liver is needed, of course.

Looking at Kang Sung-soo, Jong-seok said,

"There is Cheongseowon in Gangwon-do."

"You want me to rescue the store? Okay! Hey! Investigate what kind of place it is in Cheongseowon store in Gangwon Province."

"Yes!"

At Kang Sung-soo's words, writers rushed to search Cheongseowon in Gangwon Province on their computers.

Kang Sung-soo thinks Cheongseo-won is a restaurant.

Jong-seok shook his head at him.

"Cheonseowon is not a restaurant."

"Isn't it a restaurant?"

When Kang Sung-soo wondered, the writer who was searching behind said.

"That's where you do calligraphy."

"Seoye?"

When Kang Sung-soo looked behind him, the writer brought his laptop.

And when I put down my laptop, Kang Sung-soo read the photos and writings of Cheongseowon.

"Go to Cheongseowon, which connects traditional Korean calligraphy?"

Jong-seok said as he watched Kang Sung-soo read.

"I want to film with Cheongseowon in the background.”

But this isn't a restaurant, is it? It doesn't fit with our broadcast."

"That's why I'm giving you a consultation. If it's not here, Kim Bin won't film.”

I rolled my head to get Kim Bin to film against the backdrop of Cheongseowon, but I couldn't film anywhere else.

Of course, as a member of the 119 Food Rescue Team, we cannot ignore the increase in ratings and promotional effects of Japan and China, but Cheongseowon was also important.

Cheongseowon is a good place.

"Hmm, shall I meet Mr. Kim Bin and change the place?"

"I want to do it here with Kim Bin."

"What do you mean?"

Jong-seok told Kang Sung-soo the truth. Kang Sung-soo frowned at the story.

And after a while Kang Sung-soo nodded.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to cast Kim Bin, so let's think about it.”

Jong-seok looked at Kang Sung-soo at his words.

"I told him the truth because I wanted him to help me.”

"I know. That's why you're pondering.”

Then, when Kang Sung-soo was lost in thought, the writer who was listening to him quietly said.

"But does Cheongseowon have anything to do with food?"

"Because it's a traditional seowon. Wouldn't there be some aristocratic food?”

"Oh? You don't know either?”

Jong-seok nodded at the author's words. I've never had a meal at Cheongseowon before.

"Why don't you check it out first? We're still on a food program, so isn't it like shooting in a place that's not related to food?”

It wasn't, it was impossible. There is a concept called broadcasting.

Jong-seok took out his cell phone and called the principal.

"Hello, this is Jongseok.”

So, what's going on?

"Have you ever eaten in Cheongseo-won?”

I did it often.

"How does the food come out there?"

It's Korean food.

"Well, how about comparing it with a shipping schedule?

The principal laughed at Jong-seok's question.

If it's the taste of Yoo's hands, it's not inferior to Kim Sook-soo.

"Is Mr. Yoo a good cook?"

Of course. Elder Yoo made all the dishes for adults at Cheongseowon.

"Really?"

But why do you ask that?

"Waterwheel, I'm going to grow some water to run.”

Waterwheel?

"There's such a thing."

After finishing the call with it, Jong-seok took out the business card he received from Hwang Myung-in from his wallet.

Then he called Hwang Myung-in.

Hello.

"Hello, I'm Lee Jong-seok from Cheongseowon before."

Oh, Mr. Lee, how are you?

"I'm doing well. How's the business going?"

The site is being purchased now. If you're calling because you're worried, we're working on it three or four times, as Mr. Lee said, so don't worry.

"That's a relief, but the reason I'm calling you is. Are you with Mr. Yoo?"

He's next to me. Do you want me to change it for you?

"Yes."

Soon after Jong-seok said, Yoo Young-shin answered the phone.

I'm Yoo Young Shin.

"Hello, old man. I'm Jongseok.”

But why me?

"I hear you're a good cook.”

Oh, no, no. I just know how to cook some home dishes.

"Can I try some of those dishes?”

My dish?

Jong-seok explained the situation to Yoo Young-shin's mysterious voice. Yoo Young-shin said after a while.

Are you saying that my cooking is helpful for the development of Cheongseowon?

"Yes."

said Yoo Young-shin, who had not spoken for a while.

I'll talk to the little master and call you back.

"Okay. And take care of your health."

Thank you.

Jong-seok, who finished the call, looked at his cell phone.

"You said you were talking about food. What's on the phone?"

When asked by Kang Sung-soo, Jong-seok talked about the situation. Kang Sung-soo stroked his chin.

"It's a cooking skill comparable to Kim Sook-soo, a transport boat."

"Then there's more trouble. How do we get to a rescue shot where there's someone so good at food?”

Kang Sung-soo thought for a moment and looked at Jong-seok.

"You're saying you have to film in Cheongseo-won, right?”

"Yes."

"Because Cheongseowon is the place that connects the Korean calligraphy world?"

"It's my favorite place, but it's necessary for our descendants, not us."

Kang Sung-soo laughed at Jong-seok's words as he looked at him.

"It's similar to saying that nature is borrowed from future generations."

Then Kang Sung-soo rose up.

"I'm going to make a huge deal now."

"Deal?"

"Yes. So the old man's dish, you should be sure."

Kang Sung-soo then moved somewhere and disappeared. I got a call from Hwang Myung-in when I was looking at it.

"Hello."

I'm Hwang Myung In.

"Have you thought about it?”

It is a precious and important place in my family. If it helps, I'll help.

"Thank you."

If you don't mind, let's have dinner at my place tonight. You'll have to taste your grandfather's food.

"Thank you for your invitation."

Jong-seok, who finished talking to Hwang Myung-in, waited for Kang Sung-soo to come. Then Kang Sung-soo came back.

But Kang Sung-soo was not the only one who came back.

It was producer Cho of 'Korean Morning' who came with him. And the moment I saw him, Jong-seok clapped his hands.

"Collaboration!"

Kang Sung-soo sighed at Jong-seok's words.

"I do all sorts of things because of you. And I have to hand over Kim Bin!”

What Kang Sung-soo decided to do as Jong-seok murmured was to collaborate with Koreans in the morning.

Kim Bin, Jong-seok and Lee An-na appear in the morning of Koreans. And in 119, Kim Sook-

In a way, we can call each other win-win. Kim Sook-soo, one of Koreans' favorite chefs, goes to 119 food rescue teams to rescue restaurants, and Koreans' breakfast is to invite Kim Bin as a guest.

It was a job to add viewers to each other.

Both were possible collaborations because they were pro related to food.

Producer Cho smiled at Kang Sung-soo, who sighed.

"Instead, you guys have Kim as a special guest.”

"We're losing too much."

"That's true, but it's you who wants it. We also have pros and cons. Kim Bin is good, but viewers might not like it.”

Then Cho said, sitting in a chair.

"Thanks to Jong-seok, you have a big star like Kim Bin as your guest. Thank you."

Kang Sung-soo sighed at Cho's words.

"You're giving me a senior.”

Although Kim appears on his show, it was no match for Kim.

But, ··.

It's better than not being able to.

No matter how hard I think about it, Cheongseowon and 119 were not right. It is 119 to rescue the restaurant, but Cheongseowon is not the restaurant itself.

But Koreans' breakfast was possible. Cheongseowon will be carrying the pulse of Korean Seowon's food.

"By the way, did you get in touch with Master Kim?"

"Of course I did. Master Kim said he would do anything Jong-seok needs."

"Good thing."

"But it's not over yet."

Jong-seok looked at Kang Sung-soo at his words.

"What else do we have left?"

Kang Sung-soo lifted the papers at the question of the stalactite.

"A lot of papers, ··"

Collaboration does not mean that the two producers agree. They have to make a plan and get it passed.

However, Kang Sung-soo and Cho did not worry about him. Now that the most famous actor in Korea is coming out, it will pass smoothly.

That evening Jong-seok had a meal at Hwang Myung-in's house. Jong-seok nodded as he ate the rice made by Yoo Young-shin.

Before discussing whether Kim Sook-soo's skills were comparable or not, the food made by Yoo Young-shin was neat and following traditional.

'This skill goes well with Korean breakfast.'

When Jong-seok thought of it, Hwang Myung-in opened his mouth.

"How do you like your food?”

"It's really delicious. The principal, Sun, or Songhak, said that Yoo's skills can be compared to Kim's, and it's really great."

Yoo Young-shin, who was serving food next to Jong-seok's horse, smiled.

"Would you like some more soup?"

Jong-seok looked at Yoo Young-shin awkwardly. In fact, he asked to have a meal together, but Yoo Young-shin refused to join him because he just liked to wait by his side.

Jong-seok slipped out a bowl to him.

"Thankfully, I'll have another bowl."

At Jongseok's words, Yu Yeongsin took a bowl of soup and put it down.

Jong-seok looked at Yoo Young-shin.

"Let's have a meal together, old man."

"I'm all right, please have a meal."

Jong-seok looked at Hwang Myung-in at Yoo Young-shin's words. Hwang Myung-in shook his head in the gaze.

It didn't mean no, it meant there was nothing we could do. Hwang Myung-in, didn't you tell Yoo Young-shin to eat with you?

However, Yoo Young-shin kept refusing to accept that he could not hold the same table, and he had no choice but to let it go.

Jong-seok took another spoonful of soup and opened his mouth.

"And I have a favor to ask you."

"What if it's a favor?"

"Why don't you stay at Cheonseowon on the day of the shooting?"

"Me?"

Jong-seok said, looking at Hwang Myung-in as if he was wondering what he meant.

"Cheonseowon doesn't have a representative now."

Until the completion of Cheongseowon Confucian Academy, which Hwang Myeong-in would make, Cheongseowon was still using its name.

"Isn't Songhak the representative?"

"That's true, but there's no Cheongseowon orthodoxy. I think it'll be good for broadcasting if Wonju comes on the screen and introduces Cheongseowon and you cook."

At Jong-seok's words, the hesitation on Hwang Myung-in's face, who was watching him for a while, was young.

It's a matter of whether the seller of Cheongseowon can stand there.

"Please think about it comfortably. This is for Da, ·, and Cheongseowon. Whether it's in Seoul or Gangwon Province."

Hwang Myung-in, who was briefly at Jong-seok's words, nodded.

"I'll see you on that day, though I'm ashamed."

"I'm ashamed. I'll let you know when the show is scheduled."

When Jong-seok rose up with the horse, said Yoo Young-shin.

"Why don't you have some more?"

"I ate a lot."

"Then Charado, ···"

At the word "cha," Jong-seok sat down while looking at him. Yoo Young-shin's tea is delicious.

Then two weeks later, the 'Korean Morning' filming team began preparing for the shooting in Cheongseowon, Gangwon Province.

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