This time it was a nursing home. The secret of business was word of mouth. The salads we grow were being spread from hospitals to other places by mouth.
There were many reviews saying that the crispy texture of the leaves was not tough.
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Of course, Han Ki-tak’s sales power also played a role. He was promoting our salad by visiting facilities that cater to groups such as schools, companies, and training centers.
“From hospitals to sandwich shops to nursing homes. There will be more in the future.”
Han Gi-tak said with a pleasant face.
“I think we will need more salad containers in the future.”
“I think 14 salad containers is the limit.”
“You said you were planning to build a large-scale facility, but that would take time. There is also a need for funding process. So, how about making more salad containers?”
The salad container currently in operation is a joint venture with Hadong-gun.
Ki-tak Han said that the farmers in Jirisan would make and sell salad containers themselves.
It is separate from the youth farmer support project.
There were no issues with it. Rather, it was something I liked more in Hadong-gun. This is because the more salad containers are operated and the more successful they are, the greater the achievements of Hadong-gun.
There was only one catchy part.
“Is the content you want to discuss with me related to Incheon Precision?”
“Yeah, I don’t think it’s good to have a relationship with an outsourced production company like it is now. There are many inconveniences.”
Han Gi-tak seemed to have thought a lot.
It was something I was worried about too.
So far, the production of salad containers has been in collaboration with Incheon Precision.
It was a support project with Hadong-gun, so it was more convenient to work as an outsourced production company.
Things were different now. It wasn’t just a matter of making salad containers. There were many things to prepare for a large-scale complex.
“I agree with what you said.”
“But I don’t know what Incheon Precision will think.”
Han Gi-tak said in a cautious tone.
I was personally communicating with Lee Jang-woo. When he came down to Hadong, he used to say that he would work with the Jirisan farmers. We didn’t discuss the specific method, but I thought he was taking it positively.
The problem was Lee Dong-chun. Lee Jang-woo’s father and the actual owner of Incheon Precision. He joked that he would become one with the Jirisan farmers, but he didn’t know what he was actually thinking.
* * *
First of all, I conveyed my heart to Lee Jang-woo over the phone. As expected, the response was positive.
He also worried about his father. This is because Incheon Precision is the place where Lee Dong-chun’s life is melted.
The next day, I received a call from Lee Jang-woo. Lee Dong-chun said that he wanted to meet and talk in person.
I headed to Incheon with Han Ki-tak.
“What is your father’s reaction?”
“He said nothing was said. We just want to meet and talk…”
“Are you sure you’re not against it?”
I didn’t care. I’ve worked with them a lot, and there’s a lot more to do in the future.
Jangwoo Lee was out to meet us.
“What happened? I am meeting you.”
“My father made it.”
“Father?”
Jang-Woo Lee raised his hands and made a gesture that he did not know.
I went inside with Han Ki-tak.
Lee Dong-chun was not in work clothes. She was wearing the new clothes she wore while filming the show.
Lee Dong-chun took a coffee mix and gave it to Han Gi-tak.
“There were a lot of people coming from a long way, I heard from Jang-woo. When I first met Mr. Deokmyeong, I thought it was a good relationship. I didn’t know it would end up like this.”
close to positive. One thing that bothers me is that my voice is more rigid than usual.
I spoke out bluntly.
“I hope that you will become a member of the Jirisan farmers, not an outsourced production company. If that makes you uncomfortable, you can keep the relationship as it is now.”
Lee Dong-chun closed his eyes and fell into thought.
“May I ask about the plans of the farmers in Jirisan?”
He was asking about his plans after the salad container. I wonder what kind of dreams Jirisan farmers are dreaming of.
“We are planning to build a large-scale farm in Hadong. On a scale that can’t be compared to a salad container. Incheon Precision’s technology is needed to manufacture and maintain that facility.”
Hearing my words, Lee Dong-chun took a deep breath.
He had a different face than usual.
he vomited.
“We have come this far with one technology. My son also became an engineer because of my greed. But it was only at this level.”
Lee Dong-chun made eye contact with Lee Jang-woo.
Lee Jang-woo’s face was trembling slightly.
It was the first time he had seen his father like that.
to let u know that i been through a lot then i been going non stop with this practice for nothing
Me and Han Ki-tak held our breath and looked at him.
“Thank you so much for recognizing our technology. It felt really good to be recognized by someone. It even went out to filming at the broadcasting station. My son and I want to work together for the dreams of the farmers in Jirisan.”
Lee Dong-chun’s eyes were moist. He conveyed a feeling he had never conveyed before. His sincerity was felt.
I answered that in my mind.
“We appreciate it more, we will do our best not to disappoint.”
I took Lee Dong-chun’s hand. He felt the warmth of his rough hands.
* * *
It was not a situation where Incheon Precision would come down to Hadong right away. It has now been agreed to act as a subsidiary.
Han Ki-tak and Lee Jang-woo were to take over the detailed coordination.
“Senior, go down to Hadong first.”
“Aren’t you going?”
“I got a call from the broadcasting station.”
“Good work, Incheon, and I will take care of the remaining issues.”
As if they knew I was in Incheon, I got a call from Go Ae-joo.
“I called just in case, but you were nearby.”
Go Ae-joo said it like it was strange.
She said there was something to discuss about the pollination of bellflower.
She was waiting for me at the coffee shop in front of Yeouido.
“There is a small problem with bellflower chocheong.”
Go Ae-joo tapped the coffee cup and said.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s a matter between the rich and the poor.”
I was curious about the hidden meaning of the fact that there was a problem between the father and son in the bellflower chocheong.
Go Ae-joo told the story of meeting Eun-hee Park.
It was about Hwang Gyu-dae and his father. It is the story of the relationship between a son and his father who gave up the bar exam.
After that incident, the relationship between father and son was broken, but his wife Park Eun-hee was in contact with her father-in-law.
Bellflower Jocheong was a special medicine that my father-in-law told me.
Go Ae-ju told the story.
“Park Eun-hee must have suffered the most.”
“It must have been.”
“Park Eun-hee is hoping that the relationship between the rich and the father will be restored through this broadcast.”
“Did you say Hwang Gyu-dae’s father was a Korean doctor?”
“Yeah, I said it was an oriental doctor.”
“What if he also appeared on TV?”
“Is this our program?”
“I remember what the writer said back then. It would be nice if a Korean doctor would also appear.”
“I said that, but…”
“I think it would be good to know what your father thinks.”
Go Ae Joo was worried. Working as a human documentary writer, she often encountered this kind of situation. Contrary to the script, there were a lot of unpredictable things that happened.
In some cases, what started with good intentions turned into resentment.
Go Ae-ju was delaying the answer.
“What do you want the writer to be?”
“I hope that the relationship between the rich and the rich will be restored and that the bellflower bellflower will sell well.”
“Do you think the same, Park Eun-hee?”
“Park Eun-hee puts the most importance on improving the relationship between her husband and father-in-law.”
“Then, how about this?”
“Is there any good way?”
I suggested that we arrange a meeting between Hwang Gyu-dae and his father.
Among the contents to be filmed in the future, there was a scene where bellflower seeds were sold and honey.
It was at an oil field held in Okcheon. I was already assigned a seat with the help of the Merchant Association.
I asked what it would be like if the rich man met that day.
“Would it be okay?”
Go Ae-joo asked with a worried face.
“Of course there is one thing to do.”
“What are you going to do?”
“The writer and I will take one person at a time and check the doctor.”
“Are you in charge one by one?”
The terms of reconciliation were in mind. If either father or son had bad feelings, the meeting could not be successful. However, if both or one of them is genuinely willing to reconcile, things are different. There is room for the relationship to recover.
“Then can I take over Mr. Hwang Gyu-dae?”
Go Ae-joo asked with a requesting expression.
It seems that she already knew about Hwang Gyu-dae’s father.
It seems that there are some things that are difficult to take over.
“Then I will take over as Hwang Gyu-dae’s father.”
“Would you really like it?”
“I think Hwang Gyu-dae’s father is a bit scary, if you see the late writer avoiding it?”
“I heard you’re a bit of a weirdo.”
I am a broadcast host and at the same time a problem solver for farmers. I thought this was nothing.
“Then let’s meet with my father before we start filming. If at least one of the two is willing to meet, we will arrange a meeting.”
“Yes, I will.”
The mobile beekeeper had finished filming. Now I had to film the process of making bellflower chocheong and the market scene.
In the process, the figure of rich man Hwang Gyu-dae will also appear.
* * *
I heard about the father of Hwang Gyu-dae from writer Go Ae-joo.
His name is Hwang Man-sik. He is a medical doctor with 30 years of experience.
Hwang Man-sik opened an oriental medicine clinic in Dongdaemun. It was small and received mostly regular customers.
It has now become one of the most famous oriental clinics. Mansik Hwang was good at acupuncture and moxibustion.
He used drugs almost as a last resort. It was treated with acupuncture and moxibustion as much as possible.
Just because he had great healing skills didn’t mean he liked people.
Hwang Man-sik was a eccentric human being. He is a tricky and eccentric person.
I didn’t listen very well to what others were saying.
It was because Go Ae-joo was reluctant to him.
I had to check with him before filming.
Arrived at Hwang Man-sik’s oriental medicine clinic.
I had someone by my side to help me.
I asked her.
“Is this right here?”
“Yes, it is the oriental medicine that my father-in-law runs.”
Park Eun-hee said.
I thought if I came alone, I wouldn’t be able to say anything.
A strong support group was needed.
I went into the clinic with her.
blood is thicker than water
Hwang Man-sik’s oriental clinic was quiet. The woman in charge of the reception recognized Park Eun-hee.
“Stay inside the manager.”
I went into the director’s office with Eun-hee Park.
I had a few conversations with her before coming here.
She said she would help restore the relationship between her husband and father-in-law.
She was active. It was an attitude to do anything.
A man in a white robe was sitting in the director’s office. He was a man with a deep figure 11 wrinkle between his forehead. The impression alone seemed stubborn.
Park Eun-hee greeted the man. He is Hwang Gyu-dae’s father, Hwang Man-sik.
“What’s going on? Who is next to you?”
Hwang Man-shik asked in a dry tone. Those eyes that guard me It was an unexpected visit.
“My name is Kim Deok-myung, and I am helping my son.”
“Are you helping my son?”
The woman in charge of the reception came with a car. The woman, who sensed that the atmosphere was unusual, left the car without a word and went outside.
I informed him that ‘A Farmer Is Hope’ was running.
Hwang Gyu-dae said that he was the first cast member, and that he passed on mobile beekeeping.
“What does that have to do with me?”
Hwang Man-sik looked into my eyes and asked. It’s an attitude that he doesn’t want to get involved in his son’s business.
“I came to ask if you would like to meet with your son.”
Hwang Man-sik did not respond. He just looked at me with sharp eyes.
At that time, Eun-hee Park, who was sitting on a chair, knelt down on the floor.
“Father, please. Even for my grandchildren…”
She seemed to have made up her mind.
Hwang Man-sik jumped up from his seat.
“Get up.”
Hwang Man-sik said firmly. Park Eun-hee followed his words.
As Park Eun-hee sat down, Hwang Man-sik opened his mouth.
It sounded like he was talking to me.
“I just wanted my son to do well.”
Hwang Man-sik expressed his feelings. He said that everything he did was for his son.
He wanted to give his son the best life ever. It was said that the moment the son gave up the road, the relationship was broken.
His lengthy story seemed like a long excuse. He was still saying there was nothing wrong with him.
The attitude that what he did was absolutely right. He was still blaming his son.
i told him
“I may have chosen the happiest life over the best life.”
Hwang Man-sik did not answer. The figure 11 wrinkles between the forehead were dug deeper.
Hwang Gyu-dae was happy just to have the beehive filled with acacia honey.
The father didn’t seem to know what his son wanted.
“There is a friend I know who has cut ties with her father. My father died and we couldn’t even reconcile. He said many times he regretted it at the funeral.”
This is my story before returning. I also had the experience of closing the door of my heart to my father.
I wanted him to open up.
“Let’s stop.”
Hwang Gyu-dae expressed his intention in a firm tone that he did not want to hear any more.
I got up from my seat and took out the envelope I had prepared.
“what is this?”
“The choice is yours.”
The place and time were written inside the envelope.
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On that day, Hwang Gyu-dae was scheduled to sell acacia honey and bellflower seed extract at Okcheon Oil Market.
As he was about to leave the director’s office, Hwang Man-sik asked Park Eun-hee.
“How about twins?”
“It has improved a lot. I also eat bellflower chocheong regularly.”
In his last words, I glimpsed hope.