Lee Jong-seok, who was looking at Jangdokdae, said.

"Then has anything changed here in the meantime?"

"I, too, looked for changes in the jango while I was away, but nothing else."

"Nothing has changed?”

"Yes."

Lee Jong-seok looked around Kim's words.

Then why did the taste change?’

Lee Jong-seok looked at the janggo in wonder.

"If there is a cause, there is a result. If there are consequences, there are causes."

Small muttered Lee Jong-seok shook his head.

"I'm sure something changed while you were away. Otherwise, there is no reason for the taste to change suddenly. There must be something changed even if it's small.”

Kim Sook-soo, who was briefly at Lee Jong-seok's words, looked at Kim Ho-young.

"Nothing has changed in the jango while my father was away."

"Not a single one?”

"None."

Lee Jong-seok was asked after Kim Ho-young said.

"Is it just the jangdokdae that I've tasted that has changed? Or has the taste of the whole Jangdokdae changed?”

"Only what you've tasted and the taste of a few jangdokdae has changed.”

"Do you happen to have a ticket with the location of the jangdokdae?”

When Kim Sook-soo saw Kim Ho-young as Lee Jong-seok said, he took the file Lee Jong-seok was holding and spread it to one side.

The paper was lined with circles. And there were numbers on the circle.

"No. 1 gochujang, No. 2 doenjang, No. 3 doenjang..."

The numbers indicated the contents of the jangdokdae.

"Then what about the jangdokdae, whose taste has changed?"

Kim Ho-young checked Lee Jong-seok's question with a pen.

Lee Jong-seok was briefly lost in thought when he saw Kim Ho-young with about 20 poison marks.

"Do you think there is a problem with the land?"

Lee Jong-seok nodded at Kim's words.

"Otherwise, it doesn't look like only these venom will change its taste."

"Listen to the venom and carry it."

At Kim's words, Kim Young-ho took people with him and carried the changed venom aside.

Shake shake! Shake shake!

The poison with soy sauce shook loudly and spilled over to the side. Lee Jong-seok breathed a sigh at the sight of people carrying poison while putting soy sauce on their bodies.

If there's no problem with the land, it's like you're putting me through a lot.’

As he murmured inside, a man swept away the poisoned ground.

Sweep! Sweep!

When I swept away the snow and dirt, I could see a gravel floor.

"Split it."

Some people came from somewhere with pickaxes and shovels at Kim's words.

Then, he began digging carefully so that he would not be harmed by the surrounding jangdokdae.

Puck! Puck! Puck!

Digging frozen ground in cold winter weather was no ordinary business.

Lee Jong-seok felt sorry for the sight of the watermen blowing white steam out of his body in an instant.

'I hope something's coming out.’

The chef who was shoveling when he thought of that, huh? made a noise of

"What do you have?"

At Kim's words, the chef shoveled something up from the ground.

"It's a dead mouse."

At the chef's words, Kim looked at the body of the mouse in the shovel with hardened eyes.

Kim looked at Kim Young-ho as if he had been dead for a long time.

"Discover the other land."

"Okay."

At Kim's words, Kim Young-ho took people and moved Jangdokdae, whose taste had changed, and began digging.

And each time, the dead rat's body appeared on the ground.

"How can a mouse die underground?”

"It's sunny here..."

A glimpse of Kim looked at the restless lady on one side.

The aunt dropped her head in the gaze.

"I'm sorry."

Aunt was the man who managed the warehouse.

"Do you still have an exam for breakfast and dinner these days?”

"That's what I do. Did it kill the rats here?”

"I'm going to die after taking the test.”

"I'm sorry. I should have taken better care of it."

"No, I didn't bring my husband to catch a rat."

Then Kim looked at Lee Jong-seok.

"Some of the Korean traditional house gods are the iron god who protects the Jangdokdae."

"Cheol Yongxin?"

"You're the god who keeps the house's bowel flavor from changing. Perhaps Sankok's family had a table of rice around the Jangdokdae at every meal, so the rats have set up a table here to eat it."

"Well, I don't think it's a habit you've had for years. Why did he suddenly die?”

At Lee Jong-seok's words, Kim Sook-soo called Kim Young-ho.

"Call the staff.”

"Okay."

Lee Jong-seok looked at Kim Sook-soo while watching Kim Ho-young take out his cell phone and call him.

"But there was no rat in the jar, and there was a mouse under the jar, and it changed the taste of the intestines?"

"It's said that the pole breathes. So even if you make the sauce with the same ingredients, the taste changes depending on the surrounding environment. If the jangdokdae drank the energy of the rats rotting, it could change its taste."

"I see. So what about those chapters?”

"I'll throw it away."

It is a bad smell that ordinary people cannot detect, but if it was caused by a dead rat, it is a fraud that harms the body.

The pride of transport is not generous enough to cover up such a problem.

After a while, a large number of people lined up in front of the jango.

'Wow... are all these people on the transport boat?’

Lee Jong-seok was surprised at the people who seemed to be a hundred. Even if it was a transport boat, it was a restaurant, but I didn't know that so many people were working.

When people gathered, Kim opened his mouth.

"Have any of you been taking rat poison lately?"

There is no reason to die by taking the test. Kim thought the rats died after taking rat poison.

Kim Ho-young's face hardened when he said Kim's words. The rat poison was poison and was not used on the food carrier.

Only to catch mice were mousetraps, laces, and human power.

When Kim Ho-young saw people, Kim Sook-soo opened his mouth.

"I know, and I don't think I've solved rat poison. If you don't know what you're doing, then you don't have to know what So if anyone's unpacked the rat poison, come forward."

One of the people gently raised his hand when Kim said.

"Sorry... I'm sorry.

'Newly hired warehouse......'

A new employee who manages the grain and food used in the transport system raised his hand.

Perhaps when the rats put their mouths on the warehouse grain, they were scolded by their superiors.

He would have put rat poison to catch mice that were hard to catch.

It was something that could be seen without asking.

After watching him for a while, Kim opened his mouth.

"Next time, don't take out rat poison. If a rat poison-treated rat dies and rotes out of sight, that's even bigger."

"Oh... I see."

At the employee's words, Kim said no more. Instead, he turned his head toward Kim Young-ho.

"Let's train the staff again and... Take the soil far from the ground where the rats were rotten and bury it.”

Kim Sook-soo, who nodded to Kim Young-ho, took Lee Jong-seok out of the closet.

"Phew! Jong-seok saved you a lot of trouble. Thank you."

"No."

Lee Jong-seok felt good at Kim's words.

"And the rats dig in?”

"Didn't you see the rats living by the tomb?”

"I didn't see it.”

"Rats hide wherever they can. There are rats living in a ship that looks like there are no rats."

Then, Kim Sook-soo stretched out his arms.

"Phew! I feel good to take a big trouble off. I think I'll have to sweat a little for Jong-seok today."

"Thank you."

"Yes, let's make something delicious and eat it."

Along with the horse, Kim Sook-soo entered the kitchen of the transport boat with Lee Jong-seok.

***

Lee Jong-seok was leaving the transport boat with a pleasant face.

'It was good before, but today's food was really the best.’

Lee Jong-seok, who appears to be in a good mood, was impressed by Kim's cooking.

There was not much to do with the dishes made by Kim. It was all egg rolls, grilled pork and ssam in a soup that was boiled clean with radish in it.

But the taste was perfect.

In particular, the eco-clean soup had a refreshing taste even with a slightly seasoned theme.

There, the fire of the pork was still alive. I just put a little salt on the fire and ate it.

Kim smiled and said as he moved in admiration of him.

"Good work today."

"What have I done?"

While talking about this, a luxury car stood in front of Lee Jong-seok, who was on the transport boat.

Then Kim Young-ho got out of the car and opened the back seat.

"I'll take you home."

"Oh, I'm fine..."

"No. My big trouble is gone thanks to you today, so I'll have to give you this much."

"Get in."

Then when Kim hit the car first, Lee Jong-seok followed him to the side seat.

When Lee Jong-seok showed his house, Kim Young-ho soon left the car.

"But aren't you doing business today?"

"Transportation boats don't do business on Tuesdays and Wednesdays."

"Do you take two days off a week?”

"The day off is Tuesday, and Wednesday is a week-long planting day."

"I see."

Soon, the car was able to arrive in front of Lee Jong-seok's house.

"You've got a painting of the Hao."

"I drew it."

"You?"

Kim looked at Lee Jong-seok with surprised eyes.

"How do you see it?"

"You drew it well."

When Kim Sook-soo got out of the car with the horse, Lee Jong-seok followed him.

Kim Young-ho also got out of the car and took a small box out of the trunk.

"I packed some of my refreshments before because they seemed to be a good eater."

Lee Jong-seok received the box thanks to Kim's words.

"I had a good meal..."

"Oh my! It's Master Kim Bong-nam."

"Really! It's Master Kim Bong-nam."

When Lee Jong-seok received the box, some of the women who were looking at the painting looked at Kim Sook-soo and approached him carefully.

"Can I have a picture of that, please? I'm a fan."

"Huh! Let's do that."

As if it were a frequent occurrence, the women hurriedly stood next to him and began to take pictures.

"Thank you."

"No, then have a nice day."

And when the women sneaked to the side and took a picture of Kim, others came up and asked for a picture.

Lee Jong-seok looked at the scene with surprise.

'Sooksu Kim must be really famous.'

I heard from the principal that Kim Sook-soo is the best cook of Korean traditional cuisine, but I didn't know that he was so famous to the general public.

One by one, the mother came out. And when I saw Lee Jong-seok there, I came up in a hurry.

"Did you come with Master Kim Bong-nam?"

"I told you I was going to the cook's today.”

"So that was the transport boat?”

"Do you know the shipping line?"

It's such a high-end restaurant that I don't think my mom has been to, but it's strange to know.

"That's where Koreans come out in the morning.”

"Korean breakfast?"

"There's a nine o'clock breakfast food program. You don't know?"

"It's time to go to school, so how come you don't have time to see it?”

And Lee Jong-seok didn't watch TV often. I watch movies or music programs sometimes, but I usually prefer reading books to watching TV.

When his mother tried to ask Lee Jong-seok more questions, Kim approached him.

"Are you Jong-seok's mother?”

"Ah! Yes. Hello."

"My name is Kim Bong-nam."

"I'm a big fan."

"Sure. Thank you."

With a smile, Kim introduced Kim Young-ho to his mother.

"You've come here, and have a cup of tea inside."

At my mother's words, Kim Sook-soo looked at the snack bar.

You said you were going to run a snack bar.’

Kim Sook-soo, who was looking at a snack bar, opened his mouth.

"Can I have a bowl of tteokbokki while I'm here instead of tea?"

"Oh my! My tteokbokki?"

"Can't you?”

"It's not that, it's going to be palatable.

"I like tteokbokki."

"Then come inside."

Kim Sook-soo and Kim Young-ho entered the snack bar as their mother hurried inside.

Those who saw it took out their cell phones and filmed Kim entering a snack bar and started posting on their face.