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Episode 10
It's cochineal red. It's the same color as Yeonji insect. (cochineal insect)
How did you get such a scar on such a beautiful hand?
They say it's a scar I got when I was young.
However, I have no recollection.
A very long time ago, I saw a child who was wounded on the back of her hand like that.
Although I did put money for medicine into her hand,
after that, I don't know what became of her.
A wound is something that if not treated on time,
remains as a permanent scar for a lifetime.
It wasn't a matter of just putting medicine money in her hand,
you should have looked back at her at least once to see how much she hurt.
Cochineal red. I'm the one who came up with the name.
Cochineal red?
The tavern!
There is no doubt that she is that child from the tavern!
I do not know why you're acting like this.
However, if you are overly mindful of someone and want to hurt that person,
I wish you would not only focus on the scar on the back of your hand
and shoot arrows at someone else's heart.
Well, if I wanted to inflict a wound to the heart,
don't you think the person deserved it somehow?
It's in human nature to reap what you sow.
No matter how I look at it, she's, for sure, the daughter of the tavern keeper in North Pyeong Village.
Come to think of it, she still has some trace of her childhood face.
From Woon Pyeong Temple's fire,
the child who saved Saimdang and carried her on her back was none other than she.
But why does she show so much animosity toward Saimdang?
What on earth happened in Woon Pyeong Temple that day?
And how could a daughter of a tavern keeper become the wife of the Deputy Minister of General Affairs?
The Deputy Minister of General Affairs Min Chi Hyeong and Jang Won Paper Store...
Woon Pyeong!
Woon Pyeong...
Prime Minister Yoon Gyeong Bo's Villa
You are here? Please, please do come inside, yes, yes.
Yoon Pil (Prime Minister's son)
We, servants, cannot cope with this.
W-Wh-What do you advise us to do?
This is what happens when I spare a lunatic.
Why are you coming only now? Why?
That kid came back alive
from Woon Pyeong Temple. She didn't die but came back alive.
- So I...- Sense, sense!
I'm telling you to come to your senses!
That child from Woon Pyeong Temple is no more.
If you hide well behind my back, I mean.
The Prime Minister's son was never here.
After committing a murder, that guy,
out of guilt, committed suicide.
- Do you understand?- Yes.
Oh! My Lady, you're here?
How about Little Master Hyeon Ryong?
Do you mean Hyeon Ryong has not returned home yet?
No. I thought you were with him.
My Lady!
Bi Ik Hall
What brings you here at this late hour?
Hyeon Ryong!
- Hyeon Ryong!- Uncle!
- Yes, what is it?- Are you looking for someone?
Have you, by any chance, seen the child named Hyeon Ryong?
He is one of the pupils at Central Village School. Have you chanced upon him?
Oh, isn't he the child who was writing till the end?
Ah! You mean that persistent child, right?
Right!
The child does not seem to have returned home even long after the competition.
- Huh? - Until now?
Now, everyone, hurry and search for him.
Oh, yes, yes, let's go quickly.
Hyeon Ryong!
Where is he?
Hyeon Ryong!
Oh!
Hyeon Ryong, what are you doing here?
Uncle, I found him here!
Your mother is worried. Let's go quickly, okay?
I don't want to!
- I am not going.- Hurry!- I don't want to!
I found Hyeon Ryong!
- Uncle! Uncle!- I don't want to.
I told you to come quickly.
Uncle, I got him here.
It's late. Let's hurry back.
I don't want to! I won't go.
Do you know how many people had a hard time because of you?
Your family turned Hanyang inside out and the gentlemen here searched every nook and cranny of Bi Ik Hall to find you.
But it was you who left me here, Mother!
You abandoned me here and why are you blaming me?
I will never follow you home!
I am no longer your son
and I have no where else to go. So I will live the rest of my life here.
Mother, be gone to your house!
Hyeon Ryong!
From the looks of it, he won't budge.
What do you think about letting him sleep over here tonight?
I will bring him home tomorrow morning.
- Hyeon Ryong, let's hurry home.- I don't want to! I won't go!
Aigoo, hey! Where the heck are you going?!
Now, you've worked hard. Why don't you all retire for the night?
Yes, let's go inside.
Good bye! Thanks for your trouble!
You guys worked hard.
When it comes to that absurd stubbornness, he's the spitting image of the younger you.
What? Did I speak a falsehood?
Don't worry and go home. I will take care of Hyeon Ryong.
It seems that you're really mad, right?
When I was just about your age,
I used to beg for food to survive on the street day by day.
Back then, even when I was hungry, I had no food to eat,
no home to return to, even when the sun set,
nor a mother to hug me warmly.
But you have food to eat when you're hungry, a home to return to,
and a mother.
I must be a bought kid from the street.
Mother didn't even need me.
She will probably think that this is better anyway.
Haha. Look at what he's saying.
It's the truth.
Either to be scolded or flogged would be fine,
I wish I also had a mother.
What kind of person she was...
I can't even remember what her face looked like anymore.
Aren't you an adult?
Adults aren't supposed to complain.
What kind of rule is that?
Adults want to complain sometimes, too.
When you live a long time, sometimes you get tired of living.
When that happens, no matter when or what happens,
you start to really miss
your mother's warm embrace.
- So Hyeon Ryong...- Yes.
I have to be good to my mother.
I know well.
Yet you acted that way?
It was because I'm frustrated.
Do you think this is all for my benefit?
It is for my mother and family's benefit.
I am going to study really hard.
I'll win the first place in a state examination to be a cabinet minister.
Then, I'm going to buy our family a large house where we can each have our own room.
I want to buy my mother, who only wears cotton clothing, pretty silk clothing.
Why doesn't my mother see this heart?
Hyeon Ryong,
have you ever expressed that heart to your mother?
Shouldn't she know everything?
Just because you are family doesn't mean you know everything about each other.
If you don't speak aloud, no one can look inside your heart.
Then, what should I do?
You need to tell her. You can relay your heart through your words.
Your sincerity, your full heart.
Hyeon Ryong,
shall we go home?
Yes.
Mother.
Go inside.
Yes.
Say goodbye.
Goodbye, Sir.
We have inconvenienced you.
He's a quite special child,
and brilliant and sensitive.
That's why I'm more on guard. I'm afraid he will become arrogant.
I am sure he will become a person of great importance for this country.
Thank you.
So, if you would give me permission,
- I would like to become his patron.- No.
He is a child that is more than qualified to be sponsored.
It does not have anything to do with our past relationship.
He is more than qualified.
I wonder if the adults' selfishness is blocking his path.
Think about it carefully.
I'll just accept the good intent.
Right now, rather than financial assistance, Hyeon Ryong needs
time to master his mind first.
The problem with his studies can be solved after that. It won't be too late.
Well then.
Woon Pyeong Temple.
What exactly happened there?
Why did you tremble and run away on hearing of Woon Pyeong Temple?
What's the reason you completely put away your brush for twenty years?
By any chance, is that related to Woon Pyeong Temple?
Why are you living like this? The old Saimdang would never have given up on drawing like this.
You used to climb up the wall just to see the picture of Mt. Geumgang by Ahn Gyeon.
What happened to the ambitious, young, girl genius?
Go home, quickly.
The old site of Woon Pyeong Temple in Gangneung
What on earth happened here?
Brother!
- Big Brother!- Brother!
This old ginseng digger treated one worker
that survived from Woon Pyeong Temple on that day,
Is that right?
Can you be more specific?
Aigoo, yes!
There was a big fire from Woon Pyeong Temple on that day.
I saw it from a mountain far away.
As soon as I hurried to that temple, I found the temple turned to a pile of ashes.
The pile of corpses... were very...
I had never seen such a hell...a living hell before.
- A pile of corpses?- Yes, there were at least a hundred corpses.
The monks, the migrants and the children.
Even the ones who made paper.
The ones who made paper?
At that time there were many people who used to make paper in Woon Pyeong Temple.
Paper...
Do you not know who carried out such a terrible deed?
Tell me, right now.
For a while rumors that the magistrate of Pyeongchang or someone did that,
were passed around for a bit,
but I don't know because I wasn't there to witness it.
Magistrate of Pyeongchang...
A public officer of the village did that? Does it make any sense at all?
- That's right!- Doesn't make sense!
You said there was a survivor from Woon Pyeong Temple.
There was a man who had a big cut on his neck.
He was barely alive.
I brought him to my hut and applied some herbs to him,
and took care of him for several days.
But one day, he just got up and left.
His name? What's his name?
I don't know.
He kept his mouth tightly shut, and didn't say a word.
I only heard that he was a man who made paper in Woon Pyeong Temple, from my wife.
A cut on his neck...
Ma'am, I am thrilled to sell the first paper that we made, in the market.
If we sell this, do we become rich?
I don't know. Do you like being rich that much?
Yes!
Ma'am, are you okay?
Ouch... I'm okay.
Mother, sell the paper and buy shoes.
- Should we?- Yes!
Let's do that.
Let's go.
Min Chi Hyeong's Jangwon Paper Store
- Hello, there! - Do you want some paper?
From examination paper to Magolji (paper made with hemp), from white paper to backing paper, from tissue paper to thick paper for fans,
we have all kinds of papers for different uses and in colors, so you just need to choose.
Goo Yeong Tae, Manager of Jangwon Paper Store
I just came to sell paper.
-10 Nyangs. (Nyang: a unit of money)- That many? My Lady!
- We will become rich, Young Master!- Wow! I'm so excited!
- Are you serious?- If you give me 10 Nyangs, I'll get rid of them for you.
Did you bring this to sell out? You use this as toilet paper. Take them with you.
That low class paper can't be accepted anywhere.
Hey, don't touch it recklessly!
Is this luxury paper? One Nyang per sheet?
It's worth 2 Nyangs.
Hey, I said you can't!
- Please, let me just touch it once.- You can't, please leave.
- Go now! Stop it, just leave!- Just...
So annoying! Just leave! Hurry, aigoo!
I said you can't sell that. Go away, right now!
What kind of person is that?
Let's go there.
The lady earlier? I threw her out since she came here to sell some paper.
Stop sighing. That doesn't help selling the paper.
It's because it's so unfair to be treated in this way after we worked so hard to make them.
Anyway, I must do it for the kids. We must find a way.
Stop! Stop right there!
How can a lady walk so fast like that? You're out of sight in an instant.
- What's the matter?- This color paper.
These days, there are many customers looking for colored papers. So why don't you make some colored papers?
Are you serious? How many do you need?
- 5000 sheets. Would you be able to do 5000 sheets in five days?- What?
5000 sheets?
This is an advanced payment.
Hyang!
If you can't make it on time, I will ask ten times back.
- Ten times?- If you don't want to, forget it. Lots of people want this job.
I accept. 5000 sheets it is.
Lady, how can we do that much?
Well, in this paper business, the paper quality isn't the only thing required.
If you can meet the deadline with the agreed amount,
and if the deal is smoothly going well like water flows, those are the important parts.
Sure it is. Thank you, thank you so much.
I'm giving you a chance because I felt so bad to look at you women working hard by yourselves .
As you told me to, I asked her for 5000 sheets in five days and paid in advance.
Here is the contract with her signature.
I heard that they barely could manage to make several hundred sheets a day even when they worked with a drunk paper craftsman.
If she can not meet the deadline, she will have to pay back ten times the advanced payment.
- You worked hard.- Oh my... This...
And you, go down to Poong Gi and stay there for a while.
Pardon? Poong Gi in Gyeongsang Province? Why should I go there?
I heard that branch is short of hands these days because they're getting a lot orders from local institutes.
Umm... What did I do wrong?
You just talked back to what I said.
That is your mistake.
Your know too much.
5000 sheets in five days?
No way it can be done.
I will nip the buds mercilessly even before they come out.
Go down to Poong Gi? I have been working for that b*tch boss like a slave for so many years.
Now she's kicking me out as if I'm a used dirty chamber pot stick?
Geez, I know the world is full of heartless people, yet this is not right!
Damn, what does she take me for?
Oh? Aren't you that gentleman from the tax office?
These days, how much is the paper for civil examination?
Why do you keep checking around paper stores just like a sick chicken wandering around fish stores?
A chicken? This guy, saying whatever from that trap!
How could you call me a chicken!? I don't have any specific business to attend here, but it's just for observation of the market!
Well, do you think there is some corruption in this paper store?
I didn't mean specifically it's about corruption. Have I ever mentioned corruption? If you're not, then that's enough.
Ah! Wait!
What, what, what?
I have some information which will interest you so much.
Please let me meet that higher ranking officer who came with you the other day.
- If you meet him, then what?- You will know when you let me.
- So, have you found that out?- You were right.
At that time, the magistrate of Pyeongchang was a guy named Min Chi Hyeong. Here it is.
Just by looking at his face, I can smell something is rotten.
I'm sure there are so many corruption cases about him.
- A pile of corpses? - It looked like about a hundred people at least.
Monks, migrants, children and the workers making paper.
Do you know who did such a horrible deed?
There was a rumor that it was the magistrate of Pyeongchang or whatever...
Wait, if it's Min Chi Hyeong, isn't he the Deputy Minister of General Affairs?
Lord Prince Eui Seong, why are you checking about?
Thank you. Oh, and let's keep this just between you and me.
I understand, Lord Prince Eui Seong.
Well, as soon as I step in a temple, my stomach feels so empty. How weird.
If I have just one piece of meat, I'll be able to focus so well, I think.(They eat vegetarian diet at the Buddhist temple)
- What are you doing?- I'm a monk in charge of fire, so obviously I'm working on fire.
Can't you see?
- Maybe—- I don't have it!
- Shouldn't you hear somebody out first and then answer?- Ouch!
Monk.
Ouch... ah...
Ah, it's so hard. Hey, Monk.
If this is for visiting the kitchen once, I think 50 bows are enough for its punishment.
- If you keep talking like that, I'll suggest 3000 bows. - Focus!
Wife! No, focus!
Man Deuk or tick, whatever! (Man Deuk sounds like "tick" in Korean) I went to the police to report him.
I asked them over and over to search every tavern and gambling dens for him.
As he left like that, he won't change even if we bring him back.
We should catch him and break his legs!
He worked his mouth only. You and I were the ones making those papers so hard, My Lady, so how could he run away with them?
- Is that a person? - If we make more paper it will do.
We could barely make 50 sheets per day when we had that guy, Man Deuk or whatever. Now what should we do?
There is a way out in every situation. Let's calm down and think about the way out.
While calming down and thinking, five days will fly away.
If you have time to whine and complain, scrape the tree bark once more instead.
- Here, we don't have time.- Yes, My Lady.
That papermaker Man Deuk or whatever, supposedly took all the paper and ran away.
But what are they working on so hard?
They got an order from the paper shop owner for 5000 sheets of colored paper.
- He demanded it within five days.- 5000 sheets within five days?
Is the owner in his right mind?
How can two women manage to make 5000 sheets within five days?
- Eh hey, seriously...- That's what I'm saying.
My Lady!
Aigoo, what can they do?
- I mean, how can a pretty-looking lady handle such hard labor?- Let me put them back in.
What on earth is her husband doing, really? Aigoo...
What on earth should we do?!
She won't accept any help even while doing that kind of hard labor.
She won't accept paper, she doesn't want any sponsorship—
Then! You can do the work in her place! Honestly.
In her place?
The oak trees... Thirty...
We don't have the means to hire any help.
Every stage calls for so much manual labor.
For the two of us to do it, five days are not enough.
Should I help you out?
They say even a sheet of paper will feel lighter if carried together.
Orabeoni, you help out too.
- Help with what?- What do you mean what? Of course, with Mother's work.
Mother's work?
Hyeon Ryong and Woo, you guys, too, will help with Mother's work starting tomorrow.
Okay. Mother, what should I help you with?
Mother, what about me?
Mother, I will help you, too. I think it will be a lot more fun than reading a book.
- Me, too!- Okay, okay.
Thank you for your offer.
She married such a guy so she could toil like this?
If you were going to do the work in her place, you should've done it by yourself.
Why are you making your innocent nephew suffer like this, too?
Shut up and keep scraping.
So frigging hard to cut this!
I said don't cut but scrape!
I am peeling!
Scrape!
You don't want to do this right now?
Right! Right?
Peel!
Ouch, he's murdering a person here!
Keep stirring, okay?
- Do it without a pause, ceaselessly. Keep stirring!- Was I born as a royal relative to do this kind of work?
Keep stirring! Stir!
I freaking can't deal with this, honestly!
Hey, can't you do it with all your heart and soul?
Like this, with your heart and soul.
He should've taken over a long time ago.
Like this, huh?
You're good. You can keep doing it.
What the hell am I doing right now, seriously!
Uncle.
- Hoo... - What?
Tell the artists at Bi Ik Hall to be frugal with their paper use in the future.
I should do that. I didn't know making paper was this hard.
Geez...
Don't run.
Oh!
Mother, what should I do?
Oh, okay. Let's plan this out together.
Yes.
Aigoo...
Oh? What is that?
You can't touch this.
- Hyang!- Yes?
I don't see the paper mulberry we started soaking yesterday.
Omo, where did it go?
My Lady, come here and look!
Quickly!
I think we can put it straight into a sieve.
Who on earth did this work?
I wonder?
Do you think the paper maker has been here?
Ahjussi Man Deuk?
No way, when he ran away with the paper?
But then, who in the world did this?
Maybe a snail bride has been here? (a snail that turned into a beautiful woman during the day to do all the house chores while the poor farmer was out working in the field in a Korean fairy tale)
No, I mean a snail groom?
Whether it was a snail bride or groom, we should be thankful for this!
That's true, but who...
T-Th-Thief!
Thief? It's a th-thief!
- Mae Chang!- Yes.
- Stay here with Woo.- Yes.
Thief! Thief!
Hey!
Let go!!! This thief!
Let go!
Stop it! I said stop it!
Hyeon Ryong!
Why did you do it?
Because I was hungry!
Still, how can you steal?
Hey, you thief bastard!
Seon!
Why did you do it, huh?
My grandfather is sick.
He didn't have anything to eat in three days.
Mommy!
Grandfather!
Daddy!
I'm hungry...
Aigoo, what is all this?
They are migrants.
Migrants?
Mother, how come these people are living like this?
If there is a person who knows the answer to that question, I'd like to ask him myself.
It's so strange. The food that they wastefully eat and drink,
if they shared it just a little bit, they could save the dying ones.
Why do they let them die?
Why is something like this happening?
This won't do. Hyang, go to the workshop and bring all the barley there is.
What? All of it?
All of it.
But we don't have enough for even ourselves.
At this rate, they will all starve to death in this cold winter.
Seon, go home and look after your dongsaengs. (younger siblings) subtitles ripped and synced by riri13
Hyang, hurry up, hurry.
Yes, My Lady.
Let's go.
It's so warm and nice!
So nice.
How long has it been since our last meal?
Hurry up and eat, guys.
It's so delicious, Lady.
Who is the head of this group?
Why are you looking for our head?
I have something important to say.
That'd be me.
What is it? Who are you people?Cheon Jin Seok (head of vagabonds)
There's something I'd like to say.
What is it?
I need workers.
You only fed us meager barley porridge and you are asking us to work?
It seems like she is scheming some nonsense.
Although we start with one bowl of barley porridge,
going forward, depending on our effort,
it could become barley rice or even more.
- What kind of crazy talk is that?- What is she talking about?
So?
Please help me make paper.
- Paper?- Making paper?
Why should we do that?
If we help with your work with this watery barley porridge,
will we be able to never starve to death?
To be honest, I cannot guarantee it.
What the hell?
- Are you playing with us?- What nonsense is she spewing out?
However, I can promise this one thing.
Going forward, I, my family, and all of you
will starve together and eat together.
You want me to trust an aristocrat's word; a woman's word at that?
Do not think that women do not know right from wrong.
I will do my best.
If you get up, I will get up first, and I will be the first one at work.
Watch and see.
What does she keep saying?
I will divide the profit equally according to the number of people.
Oh!
What? Is she saying that she will divide money equally with us?
That's right. I will even write the contract.
Aigoo!
That's right. My Lady does not know how to lie.
Are you saying that we will be earning money? Earning money!
Hey, hey. Let's earn together!
That's right.
We will be making money?
But do we even have anyone who knows how to make paper here?
Oh, don't do that.
I'm going to buy my Kkotsoon a blanket.
- I'm' going to buy a hairpin, too.- I'm going to get married.
Aigo!
Hyang, stay here for a little.
Yes, Ma'am.
Grandfather must be very ill.
Yes.
So, why did you want to meet me?
It's alright. Speak comfortably.
I can give you the evidence for Minister Min's corruptions.
Evidence?
For instance?
He monopolized the paper supply and took obscene profits in the process.
He also colluded with market officials and embezzled the taxes collected.
Teachers, palace record office, the school and not to mention the places that need papers.
From the top ranking to the bottom ranking government officers,
I have a bit of evidence of their briberies.
How can I trust your words?
From the first day of last month, I watched the paper market for three days.
People he met with, the content of their conversations, the items they exchanged, etc. etc.
Those ledgers...
I have yearly records. Maybe ten of them?
Ten of them! Then ten years!
My lord!
You expect to live after this?
N-No... I didn't say anything despite their attempts. For sure—
The price for not saying anything...
Isn't it too generous?
Don't you think so?
P-Please spare me, my lord.
Please spare my life!
It seems there are a lot of interesting events going on in Bi Ik Dang.
It seems Prince Eui Seong knows how to draw people in.
Why are you making a big deal that just a few poor artists have gathered together?
With whom he is meeting is what's important.
You didn't know yet? The newly appointed court officials are gathering around in Bi Ik Dang.
That's how Jo Gwang Jo started in the beginning.
Joong Jong - 35th year of reign. Joseon's 11th king
Going forward, without any witness or evidence,
do not accuse anyone with a wild guess.
I shall never accept that.
Prince Eui Seong. You are on my trail.
What is their intention of speaking like that?
Why do they mention Jo Gwang Jo and such, and try to group Prince Eui Seong with them?
Could it be that they've found out about the secret order I gave Prince Eui Seong?
That's impossible.
It will be hard to avoid the observation of those villainous retainers.
If he goes forward with his youthful vigor, he might ruin the plan.
Extremely discreetly...
He must move discreetly.
Captain of Royal Guards
Here.
Here. Let me try it. Please take a look.
Like this!
Don't you have anyone you despise? Think of that person and hit it hard like this.
Like this! Like this!
Like this.
There are many! Those jerks who steal from the sharecroppers.
They are not human!
If you hold it in, you will get sick.
If you hit it hard like this, you will feel much better.
That damned husband of mine! Whenever he gets drunk, he beats me up and curses.
I told him to die while being drunk,
but he sleeps with another woman?!
My Lady, barley porridge is ready.
Let's eat now. Please come.
Yes, yes. Let's do that.
Barley porridge.
Now that I have warm food in my belly at night,
I am longing for some rice wine.
Ah, some warm stew with rice will be good. Warm stew, eh?
For my Kkotsoon, I want to get her a nice thick comforter before winter arrives.
What's so funny? Let me laugh together with you.
Oh, my, if you sit at a cold place, you will catch cold, My Lady.
Please go inside.
I'm fine. It feels really good to be together with everyone.
We were just talking about what we wanted to do
with the money we will make for selling the paper.
- Hyungnim!- Oh, no.
Come on! Just talk it out.
Three years ago I couldn't pay a tribute,
so I ran away while fighting a local official.
But in order for me to survive, I left my sick mom
at home and ran away by myself.
Oh, no.
I don't know if my mom is still alive.
My mom and sister were buried in the field along with all others who died from the epidemic.
I have to find my mom and my sister's bodies and bury them properly.
That's what my heart is aching for.
Here. Here. What are you all doing?
Let's work. Let's work hard and earn like crazy.
Then we can start all over again. Huh?
Yeah, that's right, that's right, that's right!
Not in a leaky wet underground tunnel but in a house with a strong roof,
let's live decently as humans!
So that we can warm our bodies in a room with heated floor.
Let's do that!
If we sell paper and make a profit,
she said she would divide profits fairly.
Am I right, Ma'am?
Sure, sure.
Let's start working!
Let's get back to work!
They are so beautiful.
You have really worked hard, Ma'am.
You did all the hard work.
She really is an amazing lady.
She made 5000 sheets of colored paper with those tough migrants!
She is not only pretty but ballsy!
Woon Pyeong Temple. Paper. Migrants...
And Saimdang...
They said they used to make paper in Woon Pyeong Temple.
Woon Pyeong Temple? The one that you've visited?
The burnt-out one from the fire twenty years ago?
All the migrants staying there lost their lives.
Since then Saimdang quit drawing and lived as a normal woman.
But now she is gathering migrants to make paper.
- Googbye, sir.- Bye, the food was good.
- Take care! - Yes!
Lee Won Soo (Saimdang's husband)
Since you are sighing so deeply, that spot has fallen in.
This spot has fallen in? Where? Where has it fallen in?
You don't move an inch all day long. So that spot must have fallen in.Tavern owner Ms. Kwon
Ah, you have interesting ways with words.
Forget about ways with words, and please leave. Don't you know that the tavern needs the seat for business?
I still have spoonfuls left. Look at all this meat.
How many years do you need for those spoonfuls? Do you want me to feed you?
Geez! What an impatient personality you have! I'll eat it. I'll eat.
Ah, so frustrating. Please hurry and finish up.
At any rate, my wife won't stay still
if she finds out that I've come down again. What shall I do?
Aigo, aigo. My back hurts.
W-what are you doing?
What about your wife? Please scoot over.
W-w-why are you doing this?
Is the owner here?Min Chi Hyeong Jangwon Paper Store
Who are you?
We brought the colored paper that he ordered. Where is the owner?
I'm the owner. Who are you saying you received orders?
The person we saw when we came last time...
- Well... He ordered 5000 sheets of colored paper.- What?!
That's right. He told us to make 5000 sheets of colored paper in five days.
Then, where is the signed contract?
Hurry.
Here is it.
- It's not my signature, so I don't know anything about it.- No!
Miss, what's going on?
A-hem!
Please go back. I'm busy already, so don't do this at my store.
Wait! Hold on a minute. Oh, here. Here.
Take a look at these. It took us five sleepless nights to make these colored papers.
Don't the colors look different than other colored papers?
Come on now, I said I'm busy! Move along!
Please! Please compare the colors with this colored paper.
See which colors look better.
What are you trying to do?
Just one look! Look at it properly!
Which one looks better?
This one!
We made 5000 sheets of this kind of colored paper. In five days at that!
That's right. Just in five days!
This paper store is supposed to handle only the best quality colored paper in Hanyang.
If this is the best quality colored paper, even at a quick glance, shouldn't you accept them?
I don't know. The envoy from Ming Dynasty is visiting, so we are extremely busy now. Please go back. I'm telling you to go back!
But what are we going to do with 5000 sheets of paper? Please take a good look at them one more time.
- Please consider it!- This is none of my business!
- This doesn't concern me!- Please reconsider!
Won't you let go of me!
But how can this be?
- Take this contract back.- Please!
- Leave!- Madam!
What happened?
That woman spoke empty words in order to make us work!
I know!
- What are you looking at?!- Why are you getting mad, huh?
Damn it!
Did she play around with us?
Hyang.
Yes?
I can't just leave like this.
What can you do? He won't accept it.
It's a promise I made with all of these of migrants.
Their lives depend on those papers.
Our lives, too!
If we return like this, would that scary boss leave us alone?
That's why we can't just not do anything.
There's a saying, "It doesn't matter how we get to Hanyang, as long as we get there."
If the paper store doesn't accept these,
we have to sell them, even if we do it at the open market.
Let's go.
Huh?
Hyang, bring these down. Please buy colored paper! Colored paper!
After drying red peppers in sunlight and wind, they've been soaked into the ashen water several times over.
- They are different from ordinary colored papers. Please come see them.- What is she doing now?
- Please buy colored papers!- This is prettier than a new bride's cheeks and stronger than Ming's silk!
- Yes, yes. Please take a look.- Please buy colored paper!
Ah! Ah! Colored paper!
The colors are very beautiful. They are completely different from the ordinary colored papers.
I have orange colored paper, too. Please come and take a look. We have colored papers. Welcome!
Isn't the color beautiful? We also have blue paper.
Before Ming's envoy arrives,
take care of it cleanly.
Yes, ma'am.
Please buy colored papers.
Crimson, blue, salmon colors. We have all the colors.
Move!
What's the matter?
Who gave you permission to sell paper here?
Ah, no!!
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Hurry. Go and bring the brush and ink.
Saimdang held a brush. What's happened?
The only survivor is that woman.
While doing that, you could get hurt.
We shall see who will get hurt.
Saimdang, I will never let you go.
Starting now, it's my turn to live for you.
♫ My only love ♫