Chapter 65. [The Battle of Good and Evil. (4)]
Translator: thursdays Editor: Sasha
While Bae Hu-ryeong and I chatted, the Medicine King boiled the Evian-like bottled water. Meanwhile, on the other side, he laid out a frying pan and a cutting board and started cooking.
A savory smell filled the cave.
“Huff, hut.”
The Medicine King’s hands were quick. Mussel soup, white fish grilled to a crisp like a crusted steak and served on asparagus, a stir fry dish consisting of a mysterious fish and long clams garnished with parsley, a porridge-like dish with clams and chopped mushrooms, and even a lamb leg cooked whole—all these dishes were cooked and served in just 15 minutes.
“Hey, everyone! It’s not much, but eat it. Young’uns should eat a lot and be well. Tsk.”
Seeing the dishes lined up in front of him, the Murim Lord opened his eyes wide.
“Oh, no, but I am over thousands of years old… “
“What, did you eat something that gives you eternal youth? Ah, if it were Silicon Valley, I would have patented it! If you’re old, eat as much as your age! That’s how you stay strong.”
The image of the Medicine King talking as he poured the mussel soup into a large bowl was similar to that of a foul-mouthed grandmother or grandfather.
I also received a bowl of mussel soup. It smelled all right. Mussel soup was mussel soup, after all, but just as I thought that—