A Returning Genius Farmer Grows Money Indefinitely

The woman asked me. Her fingers were pointing at the dried persimmons hanging in the warehouse.

“good.”

The shutter sound of the photographer exploded loudly. It was a golden opportunity to promote without spending money.

“How many persimmons are there in all?”

“About 250,000 pieces.”

“It’s amazing.”

Baeja seemed to be amazed by the staggering number. After taking pictures, we went to the school yard. It was the place where I had my first dinner with my colleagues.

I made a reservation in advance for the last job. Even before entering the entrance, the smell of grilling meat vibrated from the tip of his nose. It looked like a village party was taking place.

Indeed it was. I also invited villagers who were not involved in the work.

“Are you eating first?”

I told a group of reporters. The photojournalist who was as big as a bear had a face that could not stand it. While everyone was eating, I headed to the small podium in the playground.

“I have something to tell you during dinner. Thank you to everyone who participated in the persimmon cutting work. I would like to take this opportunity to thank the villagers who provided the persimmons.”

I gave a big bow to the people gathered. New Year’s greetings too. Everyone applauded and complimented me.

“There is one more thing I want to congratulate you on.”

Some people had already noticed the word congratulations.

“Please come to my grandmother Kim Kkot-nim.”

Grandma waved her hand shyly. At that time, Grandma’s friends pushed her back.

“You are ashamed. Everyone please applaud. Grandma was elected in the poetry section of the New Year’s Literature.”

At that time, people who wanted to know the reason sent cheers. Even Grandma came out to the podium as if she couldn’t do it.

“Tell me something.”

“What do you say?”

“You received a nice present on New Year’s Day. Please say a word of thanks.”

“I have been blind all my life. I never thought I would become a poet. I don’t know if it was because of this young man that this kind of luck came.”

There were people who wondered if it was because of me. The exhauster opened his mouth.

“What do you mean? It’s because of that young man.”

“Oh well. I heard that if I work part-time for dried persimmons, good things might happen.”

At that, the villagers laughed out loud. The ladies’ hall grandmothers also grabbed their belly button and laughed.

After greetings, everyone shared food with happy faces.

As soon as the seat was ripe, the bastard came to see me.

“Can I interview you now?”

“That’s right.”

We moved to a quiet place. The photojournalist said he would come after the interview was over because he was still hungry.

“I’m planning a New Year’s special. I would like to interview Kim Deok-myeong.”

“Will I be the subject of that?”

“Rumors were spreading from the villagers. A great young farmer has appeared.”

“It’s overrated.”

“You are humble. Shall we start the interview then?”

She didn’t just want warm content. He insisted on telling stories that would be sold.

In particular, attention was paid to the failure of dried persimmon farming due to abnormal high temperature. She had experience covering a dried persimmon farm a month ago. He had heard the sounds of the farmers working the dried persimmons next to him.

She asked me why I was late to cut my persimmons. She was a woman with a touch.

I showed her the note. It was the note I showed Minseok.

In the notebook, there was data that predicted that the probability of abnormal temperature would be high.

When I told her that I was a disciple of Hwang Yu-shin, a master of dried persimmons, her eyes lit up.

I did just that. Yushin Hwang was a shining name for the Korean agricultural award. He was also famous for not accepting disciples.

She also knew that Yushin Hwang had a secret recipe unique to her.

I said that I made dried persimmons without sulfur fumigation. Of course, when asked about the secret method of Hwang Yu-shin, he said that he could not speak freely.

Baegija seemed convinced that my story was going to sell.

At the end of the interview she asked me.

“What is your dream?”

“I want to change the rural paradigm.”

“A paradigm?”

“I dream that there will be more young people who want to become farmers rather than enter large corporations.”

“That’s an interesting idea.”

“It may be fun for you, but it’s a dream for me.”

Baejae replied with a smile on his lips.

“I’m thinking of a follow-up report, too, will you respond then?”

“of course.”

When the interview was over, a photographer appeared. I was hungry and staggered and pressed the shutter. A long day came to an end when we took all kinds of poses and even took pictures.

* * *

Although the peeling of persimmons is over, it still takes time and dedication to become dried persimmons. There were certain things that had to be done during the maturation process.

I sang both Minseok and Kahi, including my parents.

“Until the dried persimmons are complete, the fermented liquid must be sprayed every day.”

The fermented liquid was sprayed on the hanging persimmons with a sprayer containing the fermented liquid. It was something that was easy to follow.

“Everyone should become an expert in making dried persimmons. When the sale starts, you’ll be blown away.”

I sprayed all the fermented liquid and opened the door of the warehouse. The winter sun and cold wind came into the warehouse.

“It is also important to keep the door open every day to get sunlight and wind. That’s how it matures deliciously.”

I said that I want my parents to take responsibility for managing the persimmons later. This was because Min-seok was in charge of the site and Ka-hee was in charge of all delivery.

I had to be involved in all of that. I told my parents that I would take turns doing it now.

“no. Leave this to mom and dad. You will be busy with other things.”

“But now is not the time to be so busy.”

“I will be busy soon. Each one has a job to do. Leave this to us.”

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My mother also said a word.

“Duk Myung-ah, my mother and father and I have been farming for 30 years. Leave this to us.”

“Then I will entrust the two of you to take care of the dried persimmon deokjang.”

I was happy to think so.

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Min-seok and Ka-hee still had work to do. It was something I had done before, but both of them had to be mastered.

It was about taking pictures and recording. They were better than my parents who were weak in the internet and machines.

It suited Kahi’s aptitude more than Minseok’s. As someone who dreamed of becoming a novelist, the writing was also emotional.

“It’s enough for today.”

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Minseok seemed to have something to say when he said it was over. I asked him.

“Minseok. What do you have to say?”

“Grandmothers are the torch.”

“What do you mean?”

“I work so hard and I never come to play.”

“Did you call?”

“It came to me too.”

Kahi said with a smile. Since that day, they too have been friendly with the grandmothers. They all had sons and daughters and grandchildren, but they seemed to care more about us.

“great. Let’s go tomorrow.”

I liked that they said that first. Because now I feel like I’m actively moving. Before that, everyone just followed my instructions.

The next day, we went to the Hadong Women’s Hall with presents. Kahi and Minseok also accompanied them with joy.

“Hey, our grandchildren are here.”

Grandmothers greeted us with tabi feet. As soon as we saw an old woman, she grabbed a newspaper and cried.

“Look at this. Because we were in the newspaper with our grandchildren.”

Grandmothers cutting dried persimmons were adorning the front pages of newspapers. The article about the dried persimmon grandmothers came out bigger than the article about Kim Kkot-nim.

There was a separate side of my face engraved the size of a door.

It was a time when the power of newspapers was not yet dead. It seemed to rise quite a bit in people’s mouths as well.

Grandma asked the same question no matter what you did.

“People around me are outraged that they want to buy dried persimmons. Can we live too?”

“Grandma cannot live.”

The faces of the grandmothers darkened unspeakably at the words that they could not live.

“I will send it as a gift to everyone here. It’s a Christmas present.”

The expression of disappointment just before opened wide.

“They are also our grandchildren. If you need us again later, just tell us.”

The grandmothers exclaimed in unison. He was grateful that he recognized his true worth and respected his abilities.

The person I was really thankful for was me.

After that, there were many occasions to see the grandmothers.

I was thinking about products after dried persimmon in advance. The person who would be with me in the future was also in a state of being in a hurry.

But not right now. First, I had to sort the dried persimmons.

Time passed in a blink of an eye.

“Are you going already?”

Lim Soon-ye grandmother said with a sad face.

I felt the desire to spend a little more time.

I’m sorry, but I had work to do.

“I’ll be gone in a little while.”

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Minseok said. After meeting the grandmothers, his attitude completely changed. Maybe it was because I remembered my grandmother who passed away.

I and Kahi got into the car together.

“Do you have more?”

“I have some business with Kim Deok-myeong.”

“Then you can’t. Anyway, I remember that time.”

“when?”

“The day I went to Sangju. Then you drove me.”

That day she went to Sangju with me. And she also learned the technique of dried persimmons from Yushin Hwang.

It felt like a vague memory.

“But what will happen to me?”

“I do not remember? Tarot divination.”

“You decided to do it after the dried persimmon farming was over.

“Look now. I’m curious because I’m going crazy.”

I accepted lightly. I thought it was a service for her who suffered.

“Then can I work for a little while?”

“I hate to wait, but I will allow it.”

When I got home, I checked my computer. After the article was published in the newspaper, the site was flooded with inquiries.

Right now, I just put the image of going to sell dried persimmons on the ‘Jirisan Farmers’ site.

There were also images published in newspapers.

People knew it like a ghost and left a message on the bulletin board.

I was going to reply to the people who asked and go to her.

While I was replying, the phone rang.

He was an unexpected person.

It was a reporter Bae Seon-ah.

“Mr. Kim Deok-myeong, can I talk to you?”

“Available.”

“Are you willing to appear on TV by any chance?”

“It will depend on what the content is.”

I didn’t rejoice blindly. I still didn’t trust her.

“You are too strict. It is a program called [Food Inspection Team]. That program PD is my senior-junior relationship.”

“okay.”

[Food Inspection Team] was a controversial program. There were also places where damage occurred during the verification process. It was also a program that was followed by broadcast manipulation and gossip.

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Nevertheless, it was popular. It was also the reason I was worried.

“You don’t like it?”

“I am thinking. But what kind of verification?”

“I want to verify the dried persimmons that have been sulfur-fumigated and that have not.”

“I understand what you mean.”

“Isn’t it difficult to make a decision right now?”

“no. This precious opportunity cannot be missed. I will appear on the show.”

“The follow-up report on the broadcast is with me.”

“Of course it is.”

Whatever the outcome, she said that she would take care of her own profit. a woman like a fox

As I opened the door and came out, Kahi opened her mouth and looked at me. It was a face tired of waiting.

“sorry. It’s over now.”

Then the phone rang again.

“hello. Hanbyul Choi is the author of [Food Inspection Team].”

“yes.”

Immediately, a call came to the writer. I gestured to Kahi that it would be over soon.

“I will accept the appearance.”

“thank you. Can you bring the dried persimmons to the broadcasting station?”

“I will take it as soon as it is finished.”

I was confident There was a small part, but I already had a calculation on how to solve it.

First of all, I had to release Kahi’s heart.

Her hard face made it impossible to see.

hot debate

I sat down opposite Kahi with the tarot cards in between.

Tarot was one of the few hobbies. Interest in fate was the beginning of Tarot.

To read tarot well is to say that the story is well crafted. Creating a fictional story using cards.

However, there were times when that fiction became a reality.

She drew three cards. They were cards that could see the past, present, and future.

The first card was the messenger of death.

“Is this my past? It’s ominous.”

Kahi said with a dark face. People who are new to the Tarot view death as only a bad thing.

“Death is not necessarily a bad thing. It also means being born anew.”

“Surprised. I’m happy if that means something like that.”

I also sometimes draw cards for fun. The first card drawn each time was death. It seemed to be talking about the past before the return.

“So what do you mean by my fate?”

She asked, looking at Card and me with a curious face.

“You are a new born one. Now I’m letting go of my old life and living a new life. I am living well, but I have a small problem.”

“Problem?”

“It’s a matter of constantly proving yourself. The second card you drew is the card that stands for trial and justice. Only those who prove themselves can bear fruit.”

“Are you proving me? What are the fruits?”

“If you can’t prove yourself, it means that the future doesn’t work.”

She took the last card and looked at it carefully. The last card drawn was the Conqueror card.

“What card is this?”

she looked at me and asked

“It’s a conqueror card. He who proves himself will be a conqueror in the future.”

“Sometimes the interpretation is plausible, and it seems like a scam.”

Kahi looked at me with a disbelieving face.

She draws cards in the following order: Death, Justice, and Conqueror.

To my surprise, it coincided with when I drew a tarot card.

‘Are she and I the same fate?’

Since I decided to appear on [Food Inspection Team], I had to prove myself. The dried persimmons I made will be shown on TV.

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Now it was unclear what the outcome would be.

“The tarot game is over now. Stop today and see you tomorrow.”