The Barbarian Writer of a Martial Arts Visual Novel Chapter 211

EP.211

“Let’s just clean up.”

The day after arriving in Uichang. After telling the Tang family warriors to relieve their fatigue at Baekjiajang, I headed back to Daseogak.

“When are you going to clean everything?”

I muttered as I looked into the echo-like interior of the bookstore.

It’s good to get help from the Tang family’s warriors who came as escorts, but pampering them too much is also a good way to get angry. First, I’ll have to clean it up and think about how to treat it well.

When I hit the bookshelf with a duster, dust came out as if a bomb had exploded.

It’s beyond my imagination. I think I’ve had enough of losing the party, so I’ll just bring it up.

“The door is open?”

Instead of dusting the bookshelf, should I take out each book and shake it out?

While I was seriously thinking about it, I heard a commotion in front of the gate of Daseogak.

“Is Manager Kang really here?”

“There’s no opening sign! This guy! Even if you shouldn’t go in!”

“Why not just stick your face in for a moment?”

Are they people from Daseohoe? I headed toward the entrance, holding in one hand the duster that created more work the more I used it.

“It’s been a while since I saw you all.”

Standing in front of the door were people from Daseohoe whom I had not seen yesterday.

“It’s really Manager Kang!”

“oh my god!”

“It’s really nice to see the faces of people I haven’t seen for a long time.”

I spoke with a happy face, as if reporting on my survival, to a gaming guild member with whom I had met while on military leave.

“So do we!”

“Are you safe?”

The people at Daseohoe also responded with big smiles.

“Thanks to your concern, I was fine. “Currently, we are preparing to reopen Daseogak after it has been empty for a long time.”

It would be troubling if people from the Daseohoe came in and made a messy bookstore even more messy. Let’s go out the door first.

I turned my head towards the inside of Daseogak with an expression that I was bothered by all the troublesome things there, and then looked at the people of Daseogak again.

“You’re going to have a hard time for a few days.”

“There was a sign out front that I couldn’t see. Are they looking for employees?”

Perhaps realizing that they were trying to prevent me from entering Daseogak, a member of Daseogak stepped away and pointed to a large sign in front of the door.

[Looking for employees.]

Whoever wrote it is truly a masterpiece.

A world where there is no job seeker or job seeker heaven. If you want to hire someone, you have to write an old-fashioned letter asking for employees.

“yes. “After being away for a long time, I will no longer be able to receive help from the people who helped me before, so I think I will have to hire a new employee.”

Yesterday, I went around looking for employees who previously worked at Daseogak, just in case.

The conclusion is that they all fail.

Most of them were older people who had worked at Hwarin’s maternal grandfather’s bookstore since they were there, and they had retired while they were away for a few months because they helped out as a pastime.

Daseo-gak was getting busier day by day, so he decided to stop working, and since Hwarin had settled in Dangga, it was also difficult to force him with Hwarin’s connections, so he decided to give up.

“It looks like I have a lot of work to do when I get back.”

A member of the Daseohoe said, frowning at the dust beyond the door.

“What would it be like to come back safely? “Is there anyone you can introduce as an employee at Daseohoe?”

A sign seeking employees written by a famous writer may be effective, but networking is the best way to find people.

“Are you asking us to introduce an employee to you?”

“yes. “I want an employee who is hardworking, good-looking, and knowledgeable about books.”

Daseogak is a bookstore but also a cafe.

Of course, employees must not be illiterate and must have enough strength to skillfully carry heavy books. Additionally, I would like to see an employee with an appearance suitable for a service position.

Since this is not an internet world, you have to have some common sense when asking about books.

Even in my opinion, the employee conditions were not that strict.

“Recommended by an employee, recommended by an employee….”

“Hmm.”

“Are you unwilling?”

When I asked to introduce the staff, everyone at Daseohoe avoided my eyes.

“Hmm, I’m the type of person who has narrow and shallow interpersonal relationships….”

“So you too? “Me too.”

ah. Was it something like that?

“It’s narrow and shallow! “The people at Daseohoe are all friends, so how can we say they are narrow-minded!”

“You and I are friends?”

“Then isn’t it?”

“….”

“Ah… Well, I’m having a panic attack for a moment, so I’m going to take some medicine.”

“ha ha ha. Everyone is joking. “I know that there are many people in Daseohoe who are public and private.”

I tried to lift the suddenly heavy atmosphere with laughter.

“of course! “There are many famous people in Daseohoe, such as Pyo Guk-ju, who is a famous member of the prestigious literary society.”

“yes. “That’s right.”

People like that can introduce you.

“But we are not the ones who came to Daseogak at this time.”

“….”

“If we had a lot of work to do, would we have stamped our attendance every day at Daseohoe?”

“Ahahaha.”

I couldn’t help but smile bitterly at the self-criticism of the Daseohoe members.

It’s morning now. It’s definitely time to get busy preparing for the morning. I’ll have to ask people who come at other times.

“You’re looking for employees because the purple-haired lady hasn’t returned, right?”

“yes. “Hwarin decided to live in the Tang family.”

I let out a bitter smile and informed the people at Daseohoe of Hwarin’s absence.

“We have lost a key talent from Daseogak.”

“I know. “It was an indispensable saucer for the tea ceremony.”

“Buntang broom. Truth Eraser. “It’s a shame that Danghwarin Sojeo is gone.”

“yes? “Buntang broom?”

“Why didn’t Hwarin Sojeo fly in from somewhere and chase away the Daseo-gak’s Jinsang or the Daseohoe’s troublemakers when they caused a commotion? So, we used to say that we are erasing the truth among ourselves, so we are erasing the truth and sweeping away the dust.”

“It’s a bit weird to give a woman that kind of nickname….”

Eraser and broom. It is an honorable title that can only be given to someone who manages malicious users without pay in the early hours of the morning, but it is not a nickname that can be given to a woman.

“It’s a slang term between us. “How could you say something like that to a woman?”

“It’s not easy.”

“that’s right. “It’s not easy.”

The Daseohoe people nodded as if they sympathized.

“There is a separate name that we pushed ourselves. “It’s called poison.”

“Are you alone?”

This is Danghwarin’s original nickname.

“Why is there a rumor about Daseogak? If a customer behaves mischievously, he suddenly starts to poop. But in that place, a strangely beautiful sword would pass by quietly like a butterfly. So we said we were alone.”

“Ahahaha.”

This is the story of Chilbobun, a Chinese character written by Hwarin.

Sometimes, when Hwarin felt that the truth was too serious, she would spray poison that made poop sting, and it seems that a few people at Daseohoe noticed it.

“If Hwarin Sojeo goes, it will really be difficult to deal with customers. “It would be good to deal with Jinsang if there was at least one person in the bookstore who was trained in martial arts.”

“If we put too many conditions on it, we would have to bring in at least a martial artist from a prestigious political faction, but how easy would that be?”

“That’s right. I’ll contact Daseohoe and ask them to find someone. And since I’m a martial artist, how about getting introduced to an employee at Haomun?”

One of the Daseohoe members told an unexpected story.

“Hao Wen? “Isn’t that a sect that buys and sells information?”

Why does Hao Wen’s name appear here?

“Isn’t information about people also information? “Jumsoi courtesan, coachman, and people from all walks of life join, so some people go to Hao Mun when they need employees.”

From Jeomsoi, a local guesthouse, to Giru’s courtesans. Clearly, Haomun is a place where everyone from the lower classes of society joins.

Except for Hao Moon’s executives, they are a group that buys and sells information to each other to make a living or moves for profit.

Is it possible that in this world they even provide employee placement?

“I don’t mind if you introduce me to the right employee, but how do I find Hao Wen?”

“How do I get there?”

A member of the Daseohoe asked me a question with a puzzled look on his face.

“Isn’t it difficult to find a secret sect like Haomun?”

If Hao Wen’s image is in general martial arts, wouldn’t it be a secretive intelligence organization?

To discover Hao Wen’s secret branch, you must follow martial arts clichés. First of all, after suppressing the powerful-looking guys like Jeomso and pickpockets, you are Haomun, right? And the interrogation begins.

Then Hao Mun Dao says: ‘How did you know I was Hao Mun Dao?’

How do you know? If you keep fighting until it comes out, you’ll get caught. If you find out that it’s Hao Mun Dao, tell him the password you found out somewhere.

It guides you to the hidden Haomun branch.

How do I, the bookstore owner, go through that difficult process?

“huh? What are you talking about? “You know the Haoban branch near the port?”

“A place with delicious dumplings?”

This is the place where I went to eat dumplings with Hwarin.

“The store owner there is Hao Mun, the head of the Uichang branch.”

“….”

Why isn’t it a secret organization?

“You man! “Why don’t you tell me that if you want to be introduced to Hao Mun, you have to go to Hao Mun or spend a lot of money?”

“Do I have to spend a lot of money?”

“Geokjan Jeomsoi, which can be purchased in one day, will cost only a few pennies, but if Manager Kang’s condition is that it is not Haomundo, you will have to spend a lot of money on introduction.”

This is why black-haired barbarians are a problem. Since I live in a foreign country, I don’t have many connections I can rely on.

It would be nice to be introduced to people at the Daseohoe, but it would be better to open the counter in many places.

It is said that the introduction fee is high.

It’s good to cut down on spending money, but it wouldn’t be a bad thing if you could be introduced to a good employee.

‘There’s a way to get introduced to Hao Mun cheaply… Ah! right.’

I turned my head and opened my mouth to the Daseohoe member who told me about the introduction fee.

“Did you say that Haomen swords even sharpen each other?”

“That may be true, but was it Manager Kang Hao Mun-do?”

“no. But there is a way to get introduced cheaply.”

“huh?”

I had a very inexpensive way to get introduced.

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As the Daseohoe person said, I went to the annex of Haobanjeom and said that I had come to visit Haomun, and I was immediately informed.

“Black hair? “What’s going on here, barbarian?”

Is this a guy who learned martial arts? A man with a burly physique that didn’t fit in at a dumpling restaurant asked me with a sour look on his face.

“I came to Haomun because I had some business to do.”

“Are you here for a job? “This is not a place where a barbarian like you can find a job.”

The man grumbled, thinking that some idiot had sent him to make fun of the barbarians.

“That’s not what I came here for.”

It was the midfielders who were rude from the first meeting, so I shook my head without paying much attention.

“Then what? Are you sure you want to join Haomun, a barbarian? Then, bring Hao Mun-do, who can vouch for your identity. No, wait a minute. “I’ve seen this face somewhere…”

know me The man frowned and approached me.

“There is no identity guarantor, but there are things that can guarantee identity.”

Does not matter. Because I’m not here to sell my face.

I took out my secret weapon from my chest and held it out to Hao Mun-do.

“What coin are you holding out? uh…? This? Black pancakes?!”

“yes. “It’s a black pancake.”

oh. The response is good. I was wondering what if I didn’t know, but there was someone who recognized me at a glance.

What I held out was a black coin with the letter O engraved on it. Black pancake.

It was a black coin I received from Mr. Wang, who ran a dry goods store in Chilgok-hyeon.

“Why… is this in the hands of barbarians?”

“Because it’s mine. Is there anything else you need?”

Mr. Wang told Hao Mun to use it when he had something to ask for, but since he rarely had anything to ask for, he left it in a corner of the room.