Poison Garden 3
The day after I caught the Chinese hamster.
Grandfather was busy every day preparing countermeasures for guests and blood relations.
Since the Blood Cult has revealed itself openly and attacked us, we should assume that they have begun to become active in the Central Plains again.
They’ve been hiding since the downfall thirty years ago, but are they confident enough to openly attack a big family like the Tang family?
Also, since it was revealed that the reason the guys were hiding in the Tang family was because of the blood poisoning, there was talk about how to protect it and how to lure them with it.
“How about keeping the blood poison in the cage?”
“There’s no guarantee that it’ll be safer there than our party house, right? It’s a place where a lot of people come and go.”
“Sure. Then, let’s wait for Meng Yi’s army to arrive. He’s from the Zhuge family, so he’ll have some good ideas. After all, he’s ‘Zhuge’.”
There’s no need to worry, since the original is already stored in the Mandokjeon, and my grandfather has a copy himself, but the Tangmun is currently under tight security in case those guys invade again.
There was chaos in Sacheon’s martial arts world after hearing rumors that the Tang clan had been attacked.
‘I thought this was the best assassination clan in the Central Plains. They get scammed, robbed, and attacked. Maybe they’re actually quite a bunch of idiots?’
Grandfather was also busy preparing to welcome those who were expected to arrive to provide support.
Since there are no accommodations around the house, when guests come, the house has to take responsibility for providing them with a place to sleep and food.
That’s why it became very difficult to see my grandfather’s face even in one day.
‘I hope grandpa is okay?’
I’m not worried since my father-in-law took care of the household before, but my grandfather is still old.
There was something big going on at home, so I felt like my father-in-law needed to come back quickly.
The Tang family said that three or four light-armed warriors set out for the direction where the craftsman was headed, so he will probably return soon.
“Sir, dry oak bark. And I also asked the carpenters to prepare sawdust. Oh, and I also brought some shavings of pine wood by wagon. What should I do?”
It was when I was lost in thought for a moment in the poison den.
The question of the warrior is heard.
“Oh, let’s dry everything cleanly and store it in a bag.”
“Understood, Little Dragon.”
“Oh, I need to dry the skin of that big tree so that it can be used as a bed for the rats, so please dry it and prepare it today.”
“Yes, Little Dragon!”
Just like my grandfather, the poison team and I were busy preparing the poison source.
Because I had to finish setting up quickly and bring Hoban Yusa.
I needed to get some poison samples to show to the military officer from the Murim Alliance, so I needed a Pinky breeding facility for the Hoban Yushas to eat.
“Little Dragon, the washed, roasted, and cooled sand has arrived. Where should I put it?”
“Hmm. Over there.”
Today, we split the poison team into two groups, with ten people working on the internal settings and ten people catching Chinese hamsters.
Come to think of it, I should have set up a place to raise the rats before catching them.
So while one team was catching Chinese hamsters, they were busy expanding their hamster breeding facilities.
‘I got so excited that I got the order mixed up. What the heck.’
The most important things to keep a rodent like a hamster are bedding, a floor covering used for raising rodents, and a space to keep them alone.
First, since bedding can be replaced with bamboo shavings, we prepared that, and as for the breeding space, we prepared a jar just like we did in Haenam-do.
Because you can’t get glass tanks or enclosures here.
A wooden box would have been the easiest to make, but I prepared a jar because I was worried that the rats might gnaw through it and escape.
“Once we finish removing the parasites from the bodies of the guys we caught yesterday, we’ll put them in the jars we bought today and fill them with some shavings. We have to put them in one at a time.”
“Yes, Little Dragon.”
Chinese Hamster These babies have bad temperaments and should be kept alone.
Otherwise, there are cases where the female bites the male to death.
So I brought it to my attention and headed to the place where the captured Chinese hamster was temporarily kept.
Because we are currently implementing quarantine on hamsters.
Quarantine is the process of checking and killing ticks, fleas, and bedbugs on animals caught in the wild.
If there were any diseases or parasites, they could cause mass deaths when raised in groups in indoor breeding facilities.
Also, these can spread diseases to the reptiles that eat them.
Although there was no disinfectant or parasite medicine like in the previous life, the Tang family was growing chrysanthemums, which had insecticidal properties, so they used those to get rid of external parasites.
As I came out of the palace and went to the place where the hamsters I caught yesterday were kept, I saw the old man with the hamster he had just caught.
The old man looked at me with a happy expression.
“Master Soryong, we caught about thirty today. We also caught a few that looked like they were pregnant.”
“Oh! Good. Then don’t mix those with the ones you caught yesterday and keep them separate. And don’t forget to sprinkle some pyrethrum.”
“Understood, Little Dragon.”
The poison source setting and Pinky production were going busily.
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I got to see the Tang Dynasty warriors again.
No, I saw again that he was a martial artist.
Because the setup was completed in three days.
I heard in my previous life that it would take almost a month to decorate a shop, but it was finished in three days.
I didn’t know, but unmanned people are people who specialize in manual labor.
He was a genius at manual labor because he had tireless stamina and strength.
I have a clear feeling that if I had been in the military in my past life, I would have been a soldier loved by the sergeant.
If it’s digging, it’s digging. Moving heavy objects in the field is called ‘gomppang’, and ‘gomppang’ is also easy.
He nodded while looking at the completed poison source.
“Thank you all for your hard work.”
“No. It’s something we have to do.”
“Now, these mice need to be fed clean food, and the beetle inside needs to be changed when it gets dirty.”
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“I understand, Little Dragon. Oh, there are some that have already given birth to babies?”
“Is that so? Don’t check on the one that has already given birth too often. They might eat the babies.”
“Okay, I will do that.”
Now that the preparations are complete, all I have to do is go to Sagul tomorrow and bring Hoban Yusa.
I can’t feed them Chinese hamsters yet because I need to count their numbers. But I can give them other food for a while as Hoban-soo food.
“Thank you for your hard work. Then, let’s go catch a loach at Sagul tomorrow. Oh, and I told my mother-in-law about it, so let’s have a drink together today.”
“Are you talking about alcohol!?”
The old man who was very surprised when the topic of alcohol came up.
I asked in a cautious voice, thinking that perhaps he didn’t like alcohol that much.
“Do you dislike alcohol?”
“No! I really like it. Thank you, Little Dragon!”
“thank you!”
“Yes. I told the kitchen attached to the reception hall to bring it to you. Thank you all for your hard work.”
If it were my past life, I would have been comforted by the fact that I had suffered as well, and sipped alcohol, but my body was fifteen.
Since he wasn’t old enough to drink, he made room for her and headed to his older sister.
The reason I went to see my older sister was because I needed to check on Cho, Hyang, and Bin. My older sister had been taking care of Cho, Hyang, and Bin since I collapsed.
The reason why my sister kept these guys for so long was because they were all clinging to my body and not wanting to leave.
“Are you there, ma’am?”
The first time I visited my sister’s place.
Even though it was broad daylight, my sister’s voice was soon heard from inside the dark room.
“Come in, little dragon.”
The door opens with my sister’s voice.
As I entered the room, a black cloth was draped right in front of me.
The reason why there is so much black cloth in my sister’s room is because of the candles, incense, and candles.
These guys have been by my sister’s side ever since I collapsed, and the problem is that until now they’d stick to my sister’s outerwear, but strangely enough, they’re trying to crawl inside my clothes now.
That’s why the surroundings were kept dark to prevent them from crawling into the body.
This is because raccoons are nocturnal animals that like dark places.
I don’t think it’s a big deal for them to crawl inside my clothes, but my sister still has a hard time with them crawling on her naked body.
“How are you today?”
As I entered, I saw my older sister sitting at the table, lighting a lantern with a very small wick.
And the Wukongs clinging tightly to their older sister’s shoulders and back.
“I feel like I’m just going to sleep again today.”
“You must be tired.”
“But I just found out that poisonous creatures get tired after using poison.”
The reason why Cho, Hyang, and Bin are attached to their older sister.
It wasn’t that I changed my master because of my older sister, it was all because of food.
People often misunderstand that the venom of poison is produced very naturally in the form of saliva or bodily fluids, but this is a mistaken idea that one knows only one thing and does not know the other.
Because the venom of poison is not saliva but a separate substance.
Another unique characteristic is that after using poison, the poisonous creatures use more energy than usual.
Poison is a crystal formed by numerous enzymes and proteins coming together.
Creating something new takes a lot more energy than you might think.
Snakes also take from two weeks to a month to produce more venom after using up all their venom, and scorpions also need a lot of energy to use their venom, to the point where they even eat their young if they are raising them.
I thought that when the Blood Cult warrior died, Wukong’s poison became more poisonous than when he was in Haenam Island, but that wasn’t the case. It was more like he had squeezed the poison to the limit, to the point where a person would melt.
When Bin-i asked Ho-ban-yu-sa inside the pit, it was certain that Ho-ban-yu-sa’s body had not melted.
Even though it was a smaller snake, it still retained its shape.
Usually, poisonous creatures such as vipers and insects have the cleverness to inject different venoms depending on their prey.
If the prey is big, then a lot; if it is small, then a little.
However, the Wukongs were inside my clothes, and when they sensed life, they jumped out and bit me indiscriminately, so it seems they didn’t control their venom well.
So now, Cho, Hyang, and Bin are trying hard to regain their energy by diligently sucking up the energy of their mother, Cheongban Ohgong, flowing out of their older sister’s body.
“Well, I don’t usually know. By the way, this is the young lady’s residence.”
“Yes, is this your first time coming here, Soryong? Usually, the unmarried young lady’s quarters inside the Sahewon are places where men are not allowed to enter freely. Um···”
Come to think of it, it’s a girls’ room.
It seems like there’s a nice scent coming from the room.
“Ahem···.”
Again, it was just me and my older sister, and it was pitch dark.
My older sister must have realized it now, as she stuttered in a panicked voice in the dark.
“That, that is. I···. The little dragon’s···. The little dragon···. My···.”
That’s when my older sister was so embarrassed.
“Miss, the old man came outside. He said he was looking for Little Dragon.”
“Are you talking about Gudaeju?”
The voice of the poisonous man, Mr. Gupae, the owner of our poisonous farm, came to visit.
My older sister covered Wukong with a black cloth and spoke.
“Little Dragon, let’s go out.”
“yes.”
Since it wasn’t often that I got to see my sister’s embarrassed face, I thought the timing was good and headed to the entrance of the temple.
Then, the old lord of Gupae and our four poisonous warriors, who looked somehow annoying, lowered their heads with serious expressions.
He clearly invited me to a company dinner and even bought me some drinks.
“Old hand?”
“Little Dragon···”
When he saw me, the old man bowed his head with an apologetic expression.
He immediately apologized with an apologetic expression.
“I’m sorry, Little Dragon. The warriors made a big mistake…”
“Is this a mistake?”
As I tilted my head, wondering if something had happened, the old man with a frown glanced at the warriors standing behind me.
Then one of the warriors who looked like he had ketchup around his mouth flinched.
‘what?’
And then, immediately, an unbelievable story came out of the old man’s mouth.
“I’m sorry, Little Dragon. Half of the baby rats born this time···.”
The story of the apple began with reports of baby mice dying.
Well, it can’t be helped since rats are animals that engage in cannibalism when their mothers are stressed.
It seems like he was a bit noisy while drinking in the poison center, but it was my fault for not paying attention.
That’s why I tried to say it was okay, but…
“It’s okay. The ones that are originally called Seo are a bit sensitive, so if you make noise···.”
“No. As a side dish while drinking alcohol, the warriors…”
“?”
At first I thought I heard wrong.
“What’s for the side dish?”
Then, the old man bowed his head again and answered.
“Actually, there are two people from Gwangju in our poison tank… While I was away for a moment, the baby rats reminded them of their hometown and they tried to eat a few of them as samjin (三吱儿)… They kept eating them because they were so delicious… until they ate half of them….”
“Samjin?”
When I blinked and asked what the Samjin was, my older sister looked at the warriors with pitiful eyes and answered.
“It’s a dish where you dip baby rats in soy sauce and eat them. It’s called Samjiin because it squeaks three times: when you pick up the rat with your chopsticks, when you dip it in soy sauce, and when you put it in your mouth and chew it.”
“Huh!? You eat rats, rats?”
“Yes, raw.”
No, that was the first thought that came to my mind when I heard that they ate rats, even though they weren’t poisonous.
‘Isn’t the family providing proper food? What kind of crazy people dip baby mice in soy sauce and eat them?’
It really wasn’t easy to adapt to the new system.
No, is it adaptation to the central plains?
And I had a feeling that maybe the warriors also needed to provide food.
‘Why on earth would you eat that!’
