A Returning Genius Farmer Grows Money Indefinitely

Grandma Kim Kkot-nim welcomed me. He was the one who brought me luck. The oldest New Year’s Literature winner. At first I thought it would be a small help, but it exceeded my expectations.

Thanks to my grandmother, the dried persimmon marketing went smoothly.

Today, there was a more important task than marketing dried persimmons.

“What did you bring?”

Grandma looked at the dried persimmons I brought and said.

“Happy New Year.”

“What is a greeting?”

I tripled my grandmother. Grandma got up as soon as she was baptized.

“Hey, look at my mind.”

“Why?”

“A guest has arrived. Because I am doing this.”

“it’s okay. I ate a lot at home.”

“no. then write it wait a minute.”

While Grandma was going to the kitchen, I looked at the pictures on the wall one by one. Life was contained in the photos full of pictures.

From marriage to the death of a long-time partner. There were no pictures of the children. However, there was a picture of a child in the middle.

An old woman with a wrinkled face was holding the girl’s hand. For a child, his facial features were clear.

“Since I live alone, there are only things that suit my taste. I don’t know if it will fit in my mouth.”

I looked at the food Grandma brought.

“Is it the medicine? Homemade homemade medicines.”

“I know. Even adults don’t know it well, but it’s the first time I’ve gotten it right.”

It was different from the usual medicine. The small flower shape was shiny like a river. Oddly enough, the sweets had a unique flavor. It was a pleasant scent from the forest.

“Come on, eat.”

I took a bite of the medicine and asked. I thought it would be very sweet, but it wasn’t very sweet. The savory and sweet flavors were in harmony.

The taste was incomparable to those made in the factory. A look of admiration came out spontaneously.

“it’s delicious.”

“It is made in the traditional way. It’s only eaten on New Year’s Day.”

Grandma said with a smile. I say it casually for now, but this medicine will become a medium to produce future stars.

“Grandma, what did you make with this medicine?”

“It’s made with honey.”

It was a joke, but what she said was true. It has been a food that has been mixed with honey since the time of kneading the dough.

It is a traditional method made by adding a lot of honey to Korean wheat, frying the dough in sesame oil, and then pickling it in Jocheong.

It could not even be compared to medicines made with imported wheat flour, added sugar and fried in palm oil.

“I can’t believe it was made with honey.”

“In the days when sweets were rare, it was a food that no one could eat.”

Grandma smiled as if she was in a good mood and ate a yakgwa.

“Can I have a taste of that honey?”

“good.”

Grandma went out to the living room and brought a small glass bottle. The glass jar was half filled with honey.

If honey was usually transparent golden, the honey in the glass jar was brown and cloudy.

“It’s amazing honey. Honey smells like forest.”

I took a bite of honey with a spoon. Unlike ordinary honey, it does not have a floral scent. As she said, I could feel the energy of the forest. It was mild, but the aftertaste was strong.

It was something I had only heard of. When I tasted it myself, I could see the true value.

“Grandma, where did this honey come from?”

Grandma’s smile hardened at my question.

“Because the honey is not for sale.”

“It’s not about living.”

“Then what are you going to do?

“I want to meet the person who made this honey.”

“What are you going to do when we meet?”

“I want to learn how to pick honey.”

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My grandmother said on the show that the secret to medicine is honey.

People also wondered what kind of honey they used. The honey my grandmother used was from a deep valley in Mt. Jiri.

It was rare honey made by a special person.

I wanted to bring things out naturally during a conversation.

Contrary to what I thought, the grandmother had a burdensome face.

“That’s the honey my daughter picked.”

“Your grandmother had a daughter.”

I turned my head to the frame in the room. A picture with a young girl caught my eye.

“I am not a child born with a stomachache. She is a adopted daughter who is belatedly acquired.”

“It was. So where is your daughter now?”

“I’m at the temple.”

“If it’s a temple, are you a monk?”

“right. It has been over 8 years since I became a nun. So it won’t be easy. I’m very busy, and I’m a little different from others.”

“What’s different?”

“I can’t speak. I can’t even hear it.”

“I have a hearing impairment.”

“I get along well with small animals and insects, even though I can’t hear them. It seemed to make sense. So maybe they raise bees.”

Grandma said with a remorseful face.

“Can you write a letter of recommendation?”

“Letter of recommendation?”

It was also the reason I found my grandmother.

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Maehwa, the grandmother’s foster daughter, was different from Hwang Yushin, a master of dried persimmons.

He was a person with disabilities as well as a person who was difficult to attack.

“Then why do you want to learn beekeeping all of a sudden?”

Grandma asked with a curious face.

“Spring is coming soon. I have to do something else. You have to wait about a year to get dried persimmons again. After thinking about many things, I heard about my grandmother’s medicine. There is a medicine made from honey. They even say that honey tastes so good.”

“The old people said all sorts of things. Then you know everything.”

“I’ve only heard of it, but I haven’t tasted honey.”

I replied with a smile. He had obtained some information through the mouths of the grandmothers at the Hadong Hall.

About Monk Maehwa, the adopted daughter of Grandmother Kim Kkotnim.

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Of course, there were facts that the grandmothers did not know.

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Monk Plum Blossom’s honey was broadcast and became famous nationwide. Of course, that time has not yet come.

It wasn’t just the taste that made it go up and down in people’s mouths. Word of mouth began to spread when it was known that her honey was the secret to rejuvenation.

The temple where she lived was a place where only nuns lived. The appearance of the nuns living there was a topic of discussion.

All of the monks, regardless of their age, had good skin and a youthful appearance.

People believed that the honey of Monk Maehwa was the secret to good health. Rumors spread quickly. Her appearance also contributed to the spread of rumors.

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Monk Maehwa was the owner of a beauty that could not take his eyes off him. Her popularity skyrocketed. But it didn’t last very long. Because she refused all coverage and interviews.

The topic drew public attention, but the person concerned was silent. As a person who had cut ties with the world, it was unavoidable.

Even after a long time, there were people who wanted to taste her honey. Thus, the honey of Monk Maehwa remained a legend.

I made a plan to do beekeeping after dried persimmons. He also learned how to use beeswax when he learned dried persimmons from Yushin Hwang.

As I felt then, beekeeping was not just about picking honey.

All kinds of natural substances such as propolis, beeswax, royal jelly, and pollen could be collected. I was going to make a high value-added product using that natural material.

When I worked for an advertising agency, I had experience selling beauty products using natural substances. Products made without chemical additives.

I’ve seen them sell with my own eyes. It was a market that was about to open soon. It was also a market for me to dominate.

In Korea, natural soaps, shampoos, toothpastes, and cosmetics using propolis and beeswax have not yet been produced.

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Monk Plum Blossom’s honey has become a popular medicine for rejuvenation. The natural substances produced by the bees will also be treated like medicine.

It was planned to make products using natural substances as well as honey.

Unlike other livestock industries, beekeeping required not only technology but also bees to be raised.

That’s why I chose her as my teacher.

In Korea, most of the honey was harvested from Western bees. She raised native bees. Native bees are difficult to raise and difficult to acquire.

She already knew that she wasn’t fussy.

The only weapon was Wool’s letter of recommendation.

“If you just write a letter of recommendation, I will take care of the rest.”

“It’s my daughter, but I can’t guarantee. Even if you say no, don’t be too sad.”

“Don’t worry.”

Grandma came with paper and pen and wrote. After writing it, he even showed it to me.

Rather than a letter of recommendation, it was a letter from a mother to her daughter.

“I don’t know if this will help.”

“This is enough.”

* * *

The next morning, I left the house with the grandmother’s letter in my arms.

The destination was ‘Jijangsa’.

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On the way out of the village, I circled around the village like a scan. It was a good environment for breeding bees.

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Not only persimmon trees, but also fruit trees abounded.

The villagers cultivated fruit trees in an environmentally friendly way without using pesticides. The conditions were suitable for raising bees.

It was also helpful for the farmers. The most important thing when growing fruit trees was pollen fertilization.

If it was not fertilized, it would not bear fruit. Where the fertilization was not done properly, a person had to pick up a brush and apply pollen.

‘Use the natural conditions to make a large-scale beekeeping farm.’

To do that, Maehwa monk’s punishment was needed. I was thinking of acquiring the bees and absorbing the know-how.

* * *

Jijisa Temple was a temple located deep in Mt. Jirisan. It was also the highest temple in Korea.

Getting there wasn’t easy either. It was impossible to get to by car. I had to park my car in the parking lot and walk up.

There was snow piled up everywhere. I climbed the mountain fully armed with the prepared crampons and sticks. My breath hit my chin.

I couldn’t believe that a temple was built on this high place. The roof of the temple was visible in the distance. It took me over three hours to reach it.

‘Jijangsa Temple’

Finally, we arrived at the garrison. The nuns in monk robes looked at me as if they were wary.

I couldn’t take my eyes off them either.

It was because the atmosphere of the temple was different.

‘All are beautiful.’

Even though she shaved her hair, the beauty was still there. Unlike other temples, it was a place with only female monks.

Everywhere he looked, there was a female nun.

It was as if I had become a stranger into the world of women.

As I stopped in front of Daeungjeon, a monk approached me.

“What made you come here?”

He seemed to be getting old. When I asked, I could see fine lines, so I thought I was old.

If he stood still without speaking, his skin could not determine his age.

As it became a hot topic, the faces of the nuns were all young.

“I came to see Monk Maehwa.”

“Can I know the purpose?”

“I have come to deliver my mother’s letter.”

He guided me without saying anything. Letters were also helpful in this case. The structure of the temple was more complicated than expected.

Some places were entangled like a maze.

She entered the steaming kitchen. It was like making stew.

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My mouth was salivating because I was hungry.

A man who felt popular turned his head. A hum came out of nowhere. In the past, I had a chance to run into celebrities while working in advertising.

At that time, I thought celebrities were paying for their faces. Her appearance alone was acceptable.

The woman in front of them was so beautiful that they could not be compared.

The moment I looked at it, I even felt the background disappear for a moment. I couldn’t see anything other than her.

“This is Monk Maehwa.”

The monk who guided me said to me.

Plum blossoms do not sell fragrance

“Can I talk to you for a moment?”

I looked at Monk Maehwa and asked.

At those words, the monk who guided me glanced at me.

I forgot for a moment that she couldn’t speak because she was drunk with her beautiful appearance.

[Who are you?]

She wrote on a piece of paper and showed it to me.

The notebook hanging around his neck was like a means of communication.

[I’m here to deliver my mother’s letter.]

It looked like writing.

She looked at me with a surprised expression.

[What happened to my mother?]

[no. It’s not like that.]

[Then what happened?]

[Read the letter first.]

I was not used to communicating by text.

The most uncomfortable thing was the monk next to me. Thank you for guiding me, but standing like a Jangseung was not uncomfortable at all.

After reading the letter, Monk Maehwa changed his expression.

It was like a plum blossom that had turned cold.

[I am a monk, not a teacher. I politely decline.]

It was a blunt rejection. As expected, it was the worst.

At that time, a monk standing next to me spoke sign language to Monk Maehwa.

When the sign language was finished, the letter was handed over to the monk who guided me.

It seemed to mean that I could show you the letter.

Things were taking a strange turn.

“Lord Master. Are you here? You have a visitor now.”

The door opened and a monk came in and said, The woman who guided me was the head monk here.

“Tell me to wait. I have some business to see.”

The governor said without taking his eyes off the letter. The nuns who entered the kitchen looked at me once and went out.

After reading all the letters, the governor turned his head towards me.

“Mr. Kim Deok-myeong, you are selfish.”

“yes? It’s selfish.”

“Because I didn’t just come to deliver my mother’s letter.”

It was a moment when I felt awkward no matter what I said.

“I just want to learn. There is no other mind.”

“Do you have any other thoughts?”

I answered her question in the affirmative. The governor looked carefully into my eyes. As soon as he made up his mind, he wrote in Maehwa’s notebook.

I knew that the head priest could use sign language. It seemed like the only reason I had to write this was to show myself.

[Maehwa, can you think about it one more time? It sounds like you have a strong desire to learn.]

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Monk Maehwa looked bewildered when he read the post of the governor. It was a different reaction than when I asked. I could feel the power of the governor.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her frightened face. Even thinking about it was beautiful.

After thinking for a while, she picked up a pen.

[I have no desire to teach anyone.]

Juji looked at the article and smiled.

“I can’t do it today. Come with me.”

Even the head priest helped her, but she couldn’t move her heart. I followed the master and quietly went out.

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On the way out, I glanced at Monk Maehwa’s face.

When our eyes met, I turned my head in surprise.

“Can we talk for a moment?”

“of course.”