Return of Mount Hua Sect

Don't be offended if something goes wrong. (2)

Peace came to the volcano after a long hardship.

The financial problem that plagued Hwasan the most was solved with Qing Myeong's activity, and a new martial arts education was provided to move forward into the future.

Just as spring comes when winter passes, the volcano has the same vitality as spring when new shoots bloom, and everyone's happy laughter continues... … I should have... … .

"Peace freezes to death."

Qingming's face contorted miserably.

His hand tightened, and the broom he was holding bent as if it were about to break.

peace?

Here is Abigail

"Yes? Calculations? Hey, this... Wait a minute. Jo-girl Execution! Jo-girl Execution! How much is it here?"

"There! I told you to stuff it there!"

"Isn't everything depends on the Way? It's also natural to have no ingredients. Yes? Refunds? Yes. Uh..."

The three great disciples of the volcano, who wore pure white coats, were sweating profusely as they were dealing with the rushing guests.

'I try, I try.'

Wherever it is, it is a chord.

It was good until I found the ledger and brought back all the businesses of Hwaeum. Since you've acquired more than ten businesses that are doing well, isn't the only thing left to do is make money?

… … What I thought was the beginning of all problems.

Even Cheongmyeong did not think of it, but these guys have no experience of running a proper business place for nearly 100 years. So, the situation arose in which the newbies, who had never made a single penny with their own hands, had to run more than ten businesses suddenly.

As a result?

as you see.

"No! It's been said that the ingredients have run out, and the ingredients aren't coming!"

"What the hell are you doing?"

"What's that madman doing with guests! Hey! Hey man!"

Qingming smiled warmly.

'Play well. Have a good time.'

The disciples of the volcano, who had done nothing but wield a sword in their lifetime, came down to Hwaeum and are sweating profusely to deal with the guests.

If the ancient ancestors of Hwaseon saw it, they were severely rebuked... … . No, I would have grabbed a boat and rolled on the ground.

Because there is also Cheongmyeong among those disciples.

And, of course, the reaction of the guests was not good.

"No! What kind of car is like this!"

"I want sencha, sencha! Do you know what sencha means? Is this sencha?"

"Where's the Daru who just beats tea leaves into the teapot! Where's the owner of this place?"

I live to see all hell.

Cheongmyung sighed as he looked at the mourner with delight.

“Oh ho-tongjae.”

Well, it's better here.

The three great disciples, who were taken to other workplaces, are now experiencing an inexorable hell. No, the people who have to do business with them must be going through hell.

A guy who sells silk and then rips it off.

The guy who says bring out the hoe, brings out the pickaxe.

Still, there is room for understanding for a person who picks up meat for the guests while cooking and eats it. Of course, you'll have to hit it hard.

The three great disciples, who only serve guests, were enough to roll with their bodies, but the great disciples were on the verge of losing their heads.

People who have practiced teaching all their lives are not at the level of losing consciousness when they get caught up in the winds and waves of the world, but they are about to throw away the sword they were holding in their hands.

"Hey, bastard! What are you doing! Without writing quickly!"

"Ouch. Yes. Write! Swipe!"

The broom held in Qingming's hand started to sweep the front of the pavilion with one stroke.

'Sweep this and do something. All the guests leave their cranes and go back.'

In the eyes of Cheong-myeong, I saw the guests kicking out the door. When I saw that disgusting face, I immediately ran and said,

'Shoot them very hard!'

I have a feeling I want to shout.

Of course, I wouldn't dare say such a thing because I'm the youngest member of Hwasan in real life.

Cheongmyung, who roughly brushed away the dust in front of him with a broom, slowly fell backwards. Jo-Geul, who was busy carrying refreshments, stood out.

"execution."

don't listen

"Sasaeng."

don't listen

"Hey, hey, man. Hey!"

My ears are blocked.

"Jo-girl you bastard!"

"Yeah! The third disciple Jogger... What man?"

Jo Geul rolled her eyes and glared at Cheongmyeong. Even though he is not a priest, he is still not a priest. The priest is talking nonsense, but the death penalty that can be tolerated... … .

"Why?"

we are here.

Jo-Geul glanced at her surroundings, then came out of Daru and approached Cheong-Myeong.

"execution."

"so why?"

"Let's talk about it in a humane way. He said he was the youngest son of a famous shopping street? The youngest son of Continental Battlefield, something like that?"

"The continental battlefield freezes to death. It's just a small merchant family."

"Still, at least you have an eye to see what's going on. That's the way it is. The youngest son of a successful family is basically an immature idiot, but if you find out he's hiding a great talent."

"...what are you talking about?"

Jogirl took a deep breath.

Anyway, just talking to this guy, I can't figure out what he's talking about.

"therefore……."

Cheongmyung pointed to the scene of the chaos with a chin gesture.

"Why the hell did this happen?"

"Yeah..."

Jogirl sighed.

“These people who were in charge of this place.”

"Yes."

"Still, they seem to have a good reputation. As those people quit, a lot of the employees quit at the same time."

"Huh? Humanity?"

The bastards of scammers are popular. What kind of spectator duck is donating to a beggar's burrow?

"Humanity? What kind of dog grazing is that, death penalty?"

"To be precise, it seems that he was very thorough in his relationship with school ties and blood ties rather than personal relationships. Most of the employees who worked were relatives or family members, so they quickly noticed and quit."

big

Is this the evil of family management? This is why professional managers... … . No, not this.

"So, is it an employee problem?"

"That's the first."

"Huh? Do you have more?"

Jo Girl frowned slightly and looked around. After confirming that he has no ears to hear, he lowers his voice.

"As you can see, the biggest problem is the inability of the adults in the volcano to run these businesses."

"Does that need power too?"

"People who practice the Tao or those who live without learning, tend to see the problem of making a living, but it's not as easy as it sounds. If it's easy, everyone becomes rich."

"Yeah, but that's it."

Qingming took a deep breath.

"So, now the volcano is not capable of handling these businesses?"

"This is a bit exaggerated, but it's a pearl necklace around a pig's neck. I didn't expect it to be this bad..."

It was then.

A loud voice is heard from inside.

"No! Pu-erh cars aren't enough, so what do you mean if you bring Cheon Guanyin?"

"Isn't that what it is?"

"Did I say Pu-er-cha? Death penalty! I'm still sick and dying, but what if things change!"

"Why are you raising your voice! If I had to deal with such an expensive car in my entire life, I wouldn't know or say anything?"

"Did anyone ever drink something like that!"

Qingming shook his head.

'Things that purify the Way.'

He fights and rages over the fact that one tea leaf has been changed.

"Look at me."

Jogirl clicked her tongue.

"Operating is not that simple. You have to choose one ingredient and one thing and buy it. Choosing poorly good ingredients doesn't make a lot of money, but if you use cheap ones, customers will fall. There is no one left who ate and worked.”

“…what are you going to learn from now?”

"If I tell you to teach martial arts with the men who are in their forties, would you do it?"

"I don't."

Jogul shook her head.

"Honestly, in my opinion, if it goes on like this, it will be ruined in less than half a year. I don't know what the old volcano was like, but the volcano now does not have the ability to operate it. There is no answer to this."

"Isn't it enough to learn well?"

Jo Geul looked at Cheongmyeong with empty eyes.

"Cheongmyeong-ah. Take a good look. Do you know what the characteristics of our current workplaces are?"

"Well?"

“It’s all about taking things apart and selling them.”

"……Yes?"

"Daru. Juru. Silk statue. Blacksmithing, etc. All together, they gather materials and make something or sell it as it is. Do you know what the characteristics of this kind of work are?"

"If I knew that, I would be rich."

“They say that almost everything is at stake in picking and removing things well, though. What would you do if a naive guru who almost didn’t know anything about the world came with money and tried to take things off?”

"I'll catch you."

"It's not a job if you just catch hukou. They'll probably try to pull out the bones and eat them."

“……”

"This is ugly. It wasn't going to happen in the first place."

Qingming turned his head and looked up at the distant sky.

And smiled roundly.

'The death penalty.'

This priest only now realizes the greatness of the Jangmun death sentence. These are the businesses that worked perfectly when there was the death penalty.

'Hey, damn it. I'd rather die than get sick!'

Qingming snorted.

"Then what's the solution?"

Jo Geul looked at Cheongmyeong with blank eyes.

"Why do you seek solutions from me!"

"No! The death penalty is still a child of a business family. Then, isn't there a solution?"

"You idiot! What should I say if I ask the first herbalist to cure my mortal disease? If I had the ability to do that, I would have been wielding a sword in a volcano? I must have already inherited the family and made a lot of money.

"...is the situation that serious?"

"There's no answer."

Jo Girl kept a bitter smile.

"I wonder if I should have tried to contact my house. But it's too far away, and my house doesn't have enough money to do that. To run a business like this without unreasonableness, you need at least a colossus skilled in all kinds of goods. But in the volcano There is no such person."

it used to be

called a hearing.

But what is it now?

Jo Girl said with a bitter smile.

“If only Dae-in Hwang was fine, we wouldn’t have to worry about this.”

"The Hwang Dae-in?"

"Yeah. Daein Hwang."

Qingming tilted his head.

"By the way, the person called Hwang Dae-in has been mentioned frequently since the old days, but what is that person doing?"

"Colossus."

"colossus?"

Jogirl nodded her head.

"He is one of the merchants who work based on Shaanxi. He is a person who handles things from Yunnan and Western regions as well as Cheonghae."

"But what does that person have to do with the volcano?"

"He has supported the volcano from a long time ago. It's a famous story. Because of him, the volcano was not completely destroyed."

"...what are you seeing in the volcano?"

"Well. That's what I don't know, but..."

Jogger shrugs his shoulders.

"I heard that you supported not only the volcano but also many other places. Anyway, if it were only for him, there would have been no problems. I would have been able to get various advice and help."

“Then you can ask the gentleman to help you.”

"No. Hwang Dae-in has been in the hospital for a year now. There are rumors that he is unconscious."

"Ummm."

"therefore……."

It was then.

"Cheongmyung! Is there a clearing?"

Cheongmyung raised his neck at the voice that was looking for him.

"Here I am!"

A familiar face came into his gaze.

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