Jong-seok was touring Cheongseowon with Kim Bin while the Korean morning filming team was busy preparing.

It was as if the two had rented a house because it was a rare Cheongseowon for ordinary tourists.

"You like it, don't you?"

Kim Bin nodded at Jong-seok's remarks.

"The air is nice and it's nice to be here after a long time. It seems to be healing."

"I thought you'd like to come."

"I know. I wanted to take a break before I left Korea."

While talking, Kim Bin tapped Jong-seok on the shoulder.

"It's going to be fun today, even if it's a shoot."

Kim Bin seemed to be in a good mood. Just as he likes 119 food rescue teams, Kim Bin was also a morning fan of Koreans.

It was a pity that Kim Sook-soo didn't come out.

As I was taking a walk in Cheongseowon garden, the staff approached me.

"Mr. Kim Bin, Mr. Lee Jong-seok! Let's start shooting.”

At the call of the staff, Jong-seok and Kim Bin headed to the entrance of Cheongseowon.

"By the way, aren't you going to tell me how to make that kimchi stew?"

When asked by Kim Bin, Jong-seok smacked his appetite and said,

"Memories are most beautiful when they are memories."

"Who doesn't know that? I'm going to America soon, and I think you'll want to eat there."

Jong-seok nodded at Kim Bin's words.

If you go to the U.S., you will crave more spicy food.’

Jong-seok, who had been agonizing for a while, opened his mouth.

"Then boil the ramen, eat the noodles, then put kimchi and a ladle of kimchi soup in the soup, and add tuna or ham and eat more. Oh! Add just enough water."

"Oh? There's ramen soup in it?"

"Yes."

"Then all we have to do is put ramen soup in kimchi stew, right?

"No, the taste of ramen is in soup, but the fat from noodles also plays a big role."

"I see."

While walking with a nod to Jong-seok's words, Kim Bin suddenly looked at him.

"Then what did you do with the stew you ate that morning? Did you boil the ramen and you ate it all and made it with that soup?"

Jong-seok shook his head for a moment when Kim Bin said.

"Not that."

It wasn't a lie. Kim Bin and his manager ate together.

And just boiled it in the leftover soup.

"Really?"

"Oh! There they are."

Jong-seok ran toward the staff so that he couldn't ask any more questions.

At the entrance, staff were getting ready, and producer Cho was talking to Oh Jung-jin.

And there was no Ianna. Ianna was in China now. Lee Tae-bok, the chef of Bokseong, and his Chinese schedule prevented him from joining the shooting.

So, Lee Anna decided to film with Kim Sook-soo in the 119 Food Rescue Team collaboration episode.

Maybe it was a good thing. When Kim can't adapt, Lee Anna can help him.

"Hello, sir."

Seeing Oh Jung-jin, Kim Bin hurried up and bowed his head.

Oh Jung-jin laughed at the sight.

"Long time no see. You seem to be doing well."

"Because you've been watching. I heard you're doing a good job this time."

"I'm going to slowly get out to the field now."

When talking to Oh with a smile, producer Cho offered a piece of paper to Jong-seok.

"I don't have a script for a Korean breakfast, but I made a short script with a coke. You don't have to follow the script, but please keep the frame.”

"Okay."

When Jong-seok read the script at Cho's words, Cho talked to Kim Bin.

And soon the shooting began.

"Hello! 119·."·"

"Hey, it's morning for us Koreans."

"Oops! I made a mistake because I became a habit."

At Jong-seok's attention, Oh Jung-jin patted his head and smiled at the camera.

"As I was mistaken, I'm sure viewers are wondering right now, right? Why are these people doing this here? Am I playing the wrong song? While you're doing it, but! You didn't turn it on wrong, but it's morning for Koreans. that

Stay tuned for Runny."

Oh Jung-jin did not make a mistake in his remarks, but it was in the script.

"Now! Then why are we here all of a sudden, 119 Food Rescue Team and Koreans' special collaboration on New Year's Day!"

No matter how many times Kim Bin appears, the broadcasting station's situation is that it is too much to do a collaboration broadcast out of the blue.

Oh Jung-jin explained the collaboration familiarly and introduced special guest Kim Bin.

"Hello, this is Kim Bin. I used to like Korean breakfast and 119 food rescue teams, but I'm so happy to be a guest on a special show where the two broadcasts collaborate. I'll eat as much as I want and heal myself today. Aah! And a bird.

Happy New Year."

Then, when Kim suddenly bowed down on the bare floor, Jong-seok and Oh Jung-jin also hurriedly bowed down and bowed down to the New Year's bow.

In fact, today's shooting day was a month away from the Lunar New Year's Day. But I'm recording today because of Kim Bin's schedule.

Only the broadcast will be aired during the Lunar New Year's Day.

Anyway, Oh Jung-jin pointed to Cheongseowon with greetings from the cast who bowed to the camera.

"Today, I came to Cheongseowon in Gangwon-do, which is continuing the tradition of the Korean Seowon. Then shall we go inside?"

Watching Oh Jung-jin enter Cheongseowon with Kim Bin, Jong-seok followed suit.

***

"These guys are very good at broadcasting. I was worried because you were filming without me, but I guess you were worried. By the way, Yoo Young-shin is over 90 years old, and he is very chaste."

Watching Koreans' breakfast with Kim's voice, his mother said,

"Oh, it's so pretty over there."

"You want to go?”

"Yes. It would be great to live in a place like that. Why is the garden so pretty in winter?"

Jong-seok watched the screen as his mother said.

Cheongseowon on the screen was beautifully and tastefully photographed, as if Jongseok's request to take the picture as beautiful and cool as possible.

Hanok, which can be seen through the trees of the garden, and a well-organized garden were well matched.

Along with Kim Sook-soo's voice introducing Cheongseowon, Kim Bin, who entered the calligraphy class, was seen writing Chinese characters.

And next to Kim Bin, Hwang Myung-in was shown explaining and writing about Chinese characters.

I got a call while I was watching the broadcast.

"PD Cho."

When Jong-seok answered the phone, he heard Cho's laughter.

It has 18% real-time viewer ratings.

"You've hit the jackpot.”

Yeah, it's doubled the usual ratings. Why people do Kim Bin, Kim Bin, and the brand's power is no joke.

"Congratulations."

Yes. Thank you, and come to the station tomorrow evening. I'll make our team and your team get together.

"Okay."

Dad looked at Jong-seok smiling and hanging up the phone.

"Who is it?"

"He's a Korean morning producer and he likes the ratings because they're so high."

"You're not even finished with the show, aren't you liking it too much?”

"At this time of the day, I think it'll be 19 to 20 by the time it's over."

"Is that a lot, then?"

"Of course."

Jong-seok, who smiled and spoke, looked at the morning of Koreans again. On the screen, there was a scene of Yoo Young-shin was cooking.

And beside him he was helping himself.

"Grandpa cooks very well with great color."

"You're a great man.

"I know. It looks delicious."

In the broadcast, Kim Bin, who had eaten, walked around Cheongseowon again and listened to Hwang Myung-in's story about Korean calligraphy and watched it.

Lastly, Jong-seok made food with Kim Bin and treated Hwang Myung-in and Yoo Young-shin.

At the end of the broadcast, Jong-seok, who rose up, wore an overcoat from his room.

"Where are you going?"

"You said it looked delicious."

"Do you want me to?"

"I'll buy the ingredients for you at lunch. Then I'll be back."

"Son, thank you.”

Sometimes my mom used to cook Jong-seok for me if the food on TV looked delicious.

After leaving the house, Jong-seok called the principal.

"Have you seen the show?”

Of course I did. I saw it. Cheongseowon looked better and better.

"Thank you for allowing the Cheongseowon broadcast."

I'm trying to promote Cheongseowon, but if I refuse, I won't use it.

"But I'm a little worried."

What do you mean?

"I thought it would be noisy if there were a lot of visitors at Cheongseowon as I thought.

It would be better to have people come to you than to be quiet without people.

"That's true, but I hear Chinese tourists are noisy, throwing away trash."

Not long ago, a photo of Chinese tourists dumping garbage at an airport in Jeju Island was released on the news.

Before getting on the plane, the news was that they would tear off all of their gifts and items at the airport and take only the contents.

The picture was shocking.

From inside the bus to the airport, there was trash everywhere.

I thought the inside of the airport was too much, but I thought it might be possible, but seeing the trash on the bus, I wondered if this was Korea.

I was worried about him.

What Jong-seok wanted to do was to attract more tourists to Cheongseowon, which was not to make Cheongseowon dirty and noisy.

I don't know anything else, but Chinese people have a big voice. But you don't have to worry too much. Would you throw it away because it's Chinese and Korean? When people gather, such side effects are inevitable.

'That's a big difference, though.'

When Jong-seok muttered into his mouth, the principal spoke.

I'm scared of maggots. Can't you do that? If you think people will come together and get dirty, you shouldn't even announce Cheongseowon.

"That's true, too.”

And the Chinese are also people who speak the same language, so if you ask them to be careful at the entrance and think of tradition, they'll be a little more restrained. Let's focus on promoting Cheongseowon's traditional calligraphy as you think.

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who hung up on it, also called other adults to ask if they enjoyed Cheongseowon's broadcast and ended the call.

After filming "Korean Morning" Kim Bin, tourists came to Cheongseowon as Jong-seok thought.

There were Koreans, and there were people from China and Japan. And there were no major problems caused by trash or high-pitched sounds than Jong-seok thought.

Cheongseowon hired Japanese and Chinese-speaking employees to give them sufficient caution when entering, and those who litter or make noise inside anyway forced them to leave.

Anyway, those who wanted a quiet atmosphere and healing began to relax and learn calligraphy at Cheongseowon, and slowly became famous places.

***

The vacation ended and Jongseok became a sophomore in art. However, there was nothing special about sophomores.

I took classes, appeared on TV, and sometimes went camping with Heo Pyung-ji and Im Ae-

After dating Lee Soo-mi and finishing the first semester without any incident, Jong-seok adjusted his broadcasting schedule and traveled to China for 10 days.

Shake shake! Shake shake!

Inside the shaking car, Jong-seok stared blankly out the window.

'Mudangsan, ··'

The whole view of Mudangsan Mountain, which was remembered through the academic experience, came to mind.

'But I don't know what's left of it.’

The scholar is from the Ming Dynasty, so he was from 500 years ago. It is worrisome that traces of people from 500 years ago remain.

When I thought of that, the bus with Jong-seok started to stop slowly.

When the bus stopped, people began to get out of the car. Jong-seok carried his backpack and got out of the car.

Jong-seok, who got out of the car, carried his backpack on his back and walked along with people.

There were many shops selling incense and jijeon by the roadside, perhaps because it was Mudangsan Mountain, which is considered a sacred place of Taoism.

'It's a lot different from the martial arts novel.’

The muttered inwardly, Jong-seok looked at the far-sighted mountain.

Swoosh!

Then the transparent mountain in Jong-seok's eyes began to overlap with the real mountain.

"I heard that mountains change in ten years, but Mt. Mudang has not changed much since five hundred years ago."

The landscape of Mudangsan Mountain in the academic experience is not much different from what Jongseok sees now.

After looking at the mountain for a while, Jong-seok started to walk again.

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