A Returning Genius Farmer Grows Money Indefinitely

I glanced at her.

“Regardless of my will, things get tangled and life becomes difficult. I thought I was going to die soon.”

“How now?”

“Somehow, I am living a new life. I also had an opportunity.”

“A new life? chance?”

“I want to share that luck with Ah-young.”

“Me too?”

Ayoungin’s eyes widened and he asked.

The smile on his face was clear.

We sat on a park bench and talked.

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My mother said she passed away a long time ago. The father did nothing to raise his two children.

Ah-young’s father, who did construction work, cleaning, delivery, and anything that made money, crashed at the construction site.

His condition was so severe that he became paralyzed. As a daily worker, he sat down like that.

As a beneficiary of basic livelihood, he received a certain amount of money every month, but it was not enough.

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My father’s medicine cost more. It was my brother who stole the bread. She confessed that she had done it instead of her brother.

“Promise me one thing. I won’t sympathize. I will make candles better than anyone else.”

“It’s what I wanted.”

“By the way, Ayoung?”

“yes?”

Ahyoung is more mature than normal children. I wanted to entrust her with the marketing of the candle school.

It was to gather children in difficult circumstances to the candle school.

“Can I do that?”

“I think I will do better than anyone else.”

“Then, let’s try it.”

“great.”

I returned home with Ayoung. She explained the candle school to her father.

Her body was stiff, but her expression was readable.

It was a face of permission.

* * *

That afternoon, I went down to Hadong. We had a place to stop for a while before heading home.

It was Han Ki-tak’s living room.

“Chief, you are here.”

He said with a playful look.

“Except for meetings, we decided to talk comfortably.”

“It says meeting on your face.”

He shared information about the candle school operation with his colleagues, including Gi-tak Han.

Unlike other colleagues, Han Gi-tak was skeptical. I reluctantly allowed it, but that caught my heart.

“I’m thinking of getting more kids to the Candle School.”

“By the way, Deokmyeong.”

Han Gi-tak’s expression hardened.

“We are not philanthropists.”

“I have no intention of doing charity work either.”

“Isn’t it a philanthropy to collect underprivileged youth in Candle School?”

“The more we help children, the better things happen to us. The revenue will also increase.”

“What kind of bullshit is that?”

Han Gi-tak said with a puzzled expression.

“When I sold dried persimmons, I was able to make a lot of money because I worked with people and gathered strength. The same goes for beekeeping. I believe candles will do the same.”

“At that time, people doing the same thing worked together and it worked out well. Isn’t the texture so different now?”

“It’s no different. There is only a difference of point of view depending on the product.”

“A difference of point of view?”

Han Ki-tak blinked and asked.

“Dried persimmon and honey are food. It’s the food you eat. We joined forces with people to make clean and healthy food. Those efforts came together and moved the hearts of consumers.”

“What’s different about candles?”

“Candles sell light and hope.”

“Light and hope?”

“The light and hope of society are children. If we sell the candles and return the profits to the children, I believe we will win the hearts of consumers.”

“Then we are not candle traders. They are people who share light and hope.”

he smiled nicely.

It was a smile that no longer doubted the candle school.

I believed the candle school would have symbolic meaning.

We hoped that it would help children financially and that our products would sell well together.

* * *

A few weeks passed like that.

Thanks to Ah Young, many children flocked to Candle School.

“Did you bring too many?”

“no. You are doing very well.”

Ayoung had changed into a different person. bright and cheerful

He was also passionate about making candles.

She followed Kahi well and liked her like her real sister.

Candles made at the Candle School were sold as soon as they were made.

It was because they bought candles as if they were sweeping away from religious groups.

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Most were Catholic and Christian groups.

It was only spreading through word of mouth.

Candles made by children were almost in short supply.

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One of the reasons it sold so well was because of its relatively low price.

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Most of the products made in Hadong used beeswax produced by native bees.

Beeswax candles made at the Candle School used beeswax made by Western bees.

This was because the building was used free of charge with the help of Park Moon-ho.

I wanted to be of some help to the people of the Western Bee Association.

He was about to return to Hadong after a busy schedule.

As I was about to get into the car, I heard a familiar voice.

“Kim Deok-myeong, I don’t know how many times you called.”

It was a reporter Bae Seon-ah. It was then that I found out that there was a missed call.

“Do you remember the saying that you are always ready to be interviewed?”

“I remember.”

“Come on.”

I put her in the car and asked.

“By the way, is this an interview with me?”

“It’s the bakery girl you asked about back then.”

“But?”

“I heard rumors that the girl was at the candle school.”

hit the brake The car came to a rough stop.

“I would refrain from such an interview. The kid is not a means of publicity or marketing.”

Bae Seon-ah had a calm expression on her face.

“I think you have misunderstood, but I am not that unscrupulous woman.”

“Then what is the purpose?”

I made eye contact with Bae Seon-ah. she smiled and said

“I am interested in the farmer Deokmyung Kim.”

“Are you interested in me?”

“From dried persimmon farmer to beekeeper at the same time to candle school. I was curious about the next move of farmer Kim Deok-myung.”

He had a fox-like side, but he had never been hit in the back of the head.

“I misunderstood. I apologize.”

“By the way, I plan to cover the story of the candle school as an article.”

I tilted my head.

“Of course, I am not going to write the story of the bakery girl. However, candle school is a hot topic these days, so it is a subject that cannot but be dealt with.”

“Then, I will wait for a good article.”

* * *

This was before the article was even published.

The quantity of beeswax candles depended on it.

In addition to religious groups, individual buyers abounded.

When I worked as an advertising planner, there was a marketing thing I wanted to try the most.

It wasn’t an advertisement that had to pay money.

It was word of mouth marketing.

It made us scream happy.

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Office workers also had to help make candles.

“Today, after work, we all go to Xiamen Elementary School.”

told my colleagues.

“I worked all day in the office, and I couldn’t even take a break.”

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Minseok said with a dying face.

They all went to Xiamen Elementary School together.

As soon as he arrived, Han Gi-tak made a billion-dollar sound.

“It’s amazing.”

He looked very surprised.

Including the number of part-time workers, there were over 100 people.

All of them were from Han Gi-tak’s books. They were paying salaries and part-time jobs, but it was the first time they met in one place.

That’s how busy the office was.

“Everyone, please help with the packaging work.”

Kahi, who is in charge of the site, said.

It was a packaging job we could do. The work was not finished until dawn.

* * *

The next day, the office atmosphere was miserable.

There were dark circles on Minseok’s face. His face was pale, and he looked like a grim reaper.

Han Gi-tak couldn’t walk properly.

It was a field hospital, not an office.

“Everyone, cheer up.”

He gave energy drinks to his colleagues. I had a lot of work to do today, like a mountain.

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Minseok drank his drink and suddenly spouted liquid like a maniac.

“what? Are you bored?”

His eyes were on the computer monitor.

“What did you see?”

An article floated on the computer screen.

It was a story about a candle school.

Unknowingly, I frowned.

Because there was also content about Nam-young.

He was also exposed to the past that he was a baker thief.

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It was a malicious article.

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Namahyeong had turned into a delinquent youth.

I was portrayed as a vicious business owner who uses youth to make money.

The content was all about damaging the image of the Candle School.

“This is not true.”

Han Gi-tak saw the article and shouted. He had an angry face. It was a look he had never seen before.

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Minseok was also wrinkling his eyebrows.

“I’m going to Seoul for a while.”

told my colleagues. They nodded with hardened faces.

It was a look on his face that he wanted to rectify the truth somehow.

* * *

I met with reporter Bae Seon-ah of a Korean newspaper. I went with her to a coffee shop near Gwanghwamun.

She had a puzzled expression on her face.

It wasn’t her who wrote the malicious article. There were only rumors about the candle school in Korean newspapers.

The problem was an article in the Hangil newspaper.

“I don’t think reporter Bae provided the information. The reason I first came to reporter Bae was because I wanted to know the intentions of the Hangil Shimbun. For what purpose did the reporter write this article?”

“I was surprised to see that article too. It was an article with many intentions to damage the image of Candle School, including Mr. Kim Deok-myeong. It will be one of two.”

“Are you two?”

“I got an order, or I just wanted to create an issue. It’s most likely the latter. There was nothing that felt like I was ordered.”

“Who the hell is that reporter?”

“He is a famous person in the industry. He has an excellent ability to inflate and distort even the smallest details. My nickname is puff pastry. Anything that exaggerates terribly. It’s all just frowned upon.”

“Can I get the contact information of that person?”

asked Bae Seon-ah. She looked hesitant.

“I can give you my contact information…”

“Is there any problem?”

“If I ever met you, I would only be hurt. That person is not good.”

“It doesn’t matter. It’s not something that will just go away.”

“More than that, there is one way to solve this problem.”

Bae Seon-ah said with twinkling eyes.

I wondered how she did it.

“How?”

“Please let Ayoung meet. It is the cleanest way to respond to articles with articles.”

“You’re saying you’re going to write a rebuttal article.”

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Now that things have come to pass, it was meant to reveal the truth through Ahyeong’s mouth.

Bae Seon-ah knew what Nam-young was in.

The fact that she is the head of a girl and has her younger brother and sick father.

“Think about that.”

First, I had to ask for Ayoung’s opinion.

It wasn’t for me to decide.

Bae Seon-ah also admitted it.

She wrote the number on a notepad.

“This is his contact information. As I just said, it would be better not to meet. It can only make you feel bad.”

She gave the contact information of Cho Yong-sam, a reporter from the Hangil newspaper, and said.

“I will decide for myself.”

When I got up from my seat, Bae Seon-ah also stood up.

“The sooner Ayoung’s interview is, the better.”

Bae Seon-ah said with a serious face.

I nodded my head lightly.

* * *

After breaking up with Bae Seon-ah, I called reporter Cho Yong-sam.

She advised not to meet, but wanted to see her face.

Contrary to what he expected, Cho Yong-sam accepted the meeting.

However, the meeting place was decided by him.