Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 117
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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 117
“You’re not still sleeping, are you?”
‘No way. What day is today…’
Click!
Emily, who was opening the door and entering, is startled.
“You’re awake?”
In the workspace on the 3rd floor of the mansion, Johann stands in front of a bookshelf wearing a sleeveless shirt.
“You came?”
“Reading books from morning… Huh?”
There’s a bookshelf she’s never seen before.
And it’s not an empty bookshelf, but one filled with books.
“Are these… books?”
Ancient books with yellow covers bound with string, in a format she’s seeing for the first time.
Johann takes out an ancient book and shows it to Emily.
“Ugh! What kind of writing is this?”
“Jeongeum and Chinese characters.”
Old Korean and Chinese characters.
“Ah, this? How do you read it?”
“Joseon Cooking Compilation.”
A book containing all the court cuisine of Joseon and cooking methods from all eight provinces of Joseon until Crown Prince Sado’s death in 1762.
“The author is Park Paeng-nyeon, the exclusive chef of Crown Prince Sado who died without becoming king. By the way, the surname was bestowed by the Crown Prince.”
After Crown Prince Sado died trapped in a rice chest, Master Chef Park Paeng-nyeon took all 14 volumes of books he had written and went into exile, but the Military Officer escorting him killed Park Paeng-nyeon and the books disappeared.
When Johann examined the Military Officer who killed Park Paeng-nyeon, he could confirm that everything was burned on the spot. This book is what Johann restored.
‘While I was at it, I also aged it.’
It was just for fun.
“Wow! Then it’s a book with tremendous historical value, isn’t it?”
“That’s right. But do you know what’s interesting? This paper is coated paper? If you wash it with water, the letters get erased.”
“…Are you making fun of me for not knowing much about antiques?”
“It’s true. In Joseon, Korea’s old dynasty, they used this paper for all important records.”
Additionally, through another ‘Forgery Expert’ who operated in Korea, China, Japan and other places, he aged it. Even if they brought measuring instruments, it wouldn’t be discovered.
Though this book would never leave the workspace anyway.
Still, he wonders.
‘Are records written directly by the past Park Paeng-nyeon in modern times antiques, or forgeries?’
“The Joseon Dynasty Annals, books containing 700 years of Joseon dynasty history, also used this paper.”
“…So you’re saying people from hundreds of years ago made coated paper? Hmm. Is Joseon a country of the occult?”
“It’s a country obsessed with records. It’s a country that recorded even the king’s order not to record when he fell off his horse.”
Not only that, but it’s a country that copied it into four parts and stored one copy each in four secret study-like locations established nationwide.
So that even if the original disappeared, it could be restored again.
“Wow…”
“I agree. Let’s go. You came because of LA Morning, right?”
Today is the day the cooking competition that took place at the temporary foster care facility is being broadcast.
If they watch LA Morning and then go to school, they’ll definitely be late. They might even be marked absent, but there should be at least one day like this.
“Popcorn?”
“It’s morning, so nachos!”
“What’s the difference…”
Women really are difficult.
* * *
-You wait and fight for it. Like me…
“Oh… baby.”
In a household somewhere in LA.
A Black Woman wiping a spatula covered with detergent while watching a palm-sized TV gets teary-eyed.
-Sob!
Tears flow like the children at the facility who were crying.
Four years ago, the Wolf Boy who touched the hearts of many Housewives in California, Johann Jefferson.
How many housewives laughed at Johann’s progress.
There were countless housewives who disciplined their children upon hearing that Johann proudly passed Fairmont School and ranked first in midterm exams.
She was the same.
Johann was the comparison standard for everything, and Johann was also the benchmark she hoped for from her children.
Then suddenly the news stopped and she worried about Johann.
That Johann has reappeared after 4 years.
Looking so tall, sincere, and well-grown.
“You grew up well. You grew up well…”
Even back then she thought he’d make many women cry when he grew up, but he became more handsome than she expected.
He may be Asian, but what does that matter.
When someone is overwhelmingly handsome like that, race doesn’t matter.
If his personality is that good too, the game is just over.
“What? They used meat at a vegan restaurant?!”
This won’t do.
She threw the plate she was washing back into the soapy water and ran out of the house.
And she smiled brightly.
Housewives were running out from houses lined up on the left, right, and across the street.
“Did you just watch LA Morning?”
“Oh my, Johann really grew up well. If only I were 20 years younger!”
“Ho ho ho! He’s only a high school freshman but look at him doing volunteer work!”
“Bi, Bieber? That kid or whatever, isn’t Johann better?”
“What’s there to say! He’s a hundred, a thousand times better!”
-Ah, next is sad news. Mrs. Lee, who was LA’s eldest resident and respected by Korean Americans, has just passed away…
Inside the TVs of houses whose owners had disappeared, someone’s obituary news was being announced.
Ring ring! Ring ring!
“This is Rocky Management. Ah, Johann?”
“Nothing has been decided yet.”
“It was a happening that occurred while doing volunteer work…”
“Yes, we’ll definitely contact you when activities resume!”
The 8-story building located in Hollywood, now Rocky Management’s headquarters, suffers from phone calls coming in since morning.
Andrew Pearson, the General Planning Director watching this, smiles.
“You did it magnificently.”
The comeback fanfare was splendidly fired.
“How’s the reaction?”
Staff Members from the general planning office quickly approach.
“Currently LA housewife communities are on fire.”
“Not just housewife communities, but teenage and 20s Woman communities including Reddit are ablaze.”
The lovable puppy has returned as a dignified yet pretty wolf.
Veins and lean muscles revealed through rolled-up sleeves, broad shoulders and smooth-falling black slacks that highlight his tall height even more.
A handsome high school student with the perfect boyfriend look that’s neither excessive nor lacking, who cooks well enough to demolish a Chef.
He’s even good at sports and music.</
It would be strange if they weren’t going crazy.
“The Wolfies are gathering again…”
The Wolfies, who had been quenching their thirst only with occasional Instory posts and YouTube content, are going wild saying that Wolf has awakened.
“True Wolfie Robin Joel has also left a congratulatory post on her Instory celebrating the comeback…”
Even Robin Joel’s fans are taking notice.
Robin Joel, who became a star after being recognized for her skills with ‘We Go’ from Joe Walsh & Jimmy Page’s project album and her solo song ‘STAR’.
“Oh! Bruno Mars and Will.i.am just posted too!”
Bruno Mars’s post asking when he learned to cook and to make some for him too, and Black Eyed Peas leader Will.i.am’s post saying Korean food has beautiful colors.
“Joe Walsh and Jimmy Page have also posted-!”
“…Unplug the phone line.”
The phone might explode.
“Wait, Director! Arirang TV says they absolutely must meet with you!”
“Arirang TV? That’s only watched by Korean-Americans… Hmm?”
Andrew Pearson, struck by an idea, narrowed his eyes.
* * *
Murmur murmur.
A church somewhere in Koreatown.
“Oh my! Oh my!”
Countless Korean-Americans enter the church where sounds of mourning echo.
They came to mourn the death of the Grand Mother, who was the spiritual pillar and great elder of California’s Korean-American community.
During the Japanese occupation, she united the scattered Korean-Americans in California to raise independence funds, helped Korean-Americans who were left on the streets during two economic depressions, and during the 1992 LA riots, she comforted frightened children and women despite her old age.
How many other things had Grand Mother done besides these.
There wasn’t a Korean-American who wouldn’t mourn her death.
It wasn’t just Korean-Americans who gathered.
Black, Hispanic, and white people from all walks of life in LA came to the church.
“Sister!”
“Chairman Kim, you came.”
An elder in mourning clothes takes the hand of an elderly man in his 80s whose eyes are completely red.
“…Did Grand Mother pass peacefully?”
“She went peacefully, so don’t worry.”
He conveyed that she closed her eyes with a peaceful face as if going on a trip to dreamland.
“That’s a relief, such a relief. I should have visited before she passed…”
“What are you saying. You might end up in a coffin on the way there.”
They’re at an age where it wouldn’t be strange if they didn’t wake up from an afternoon nap.
No news is good news.
“Still, how much kindness did I receive from Grand Mother…”
“Grand Mother wasn’t someone who expected anything in return. Stop talking nonsense and go inside.”
The elder who patted his back and sent him inside looked at a camera quietly filming in one corner, then greeted a man in his 60s who approached crying.
“Elder!”
“What good occasion brought you here.”
“Elder! Elder-!”
Grand Mother’s funeral was held Korean-style.
The funeral was held at the church, but all procedures followed Korean customs.
Food and alcohol were served for the mourners, and they mourned the deceased while conversing with acquaintances they hadn’t seen in a long time.
“Please go inside and rest, Elder. It’s already nine o’clock.”
“How many days do I have left to live that I should rest after just this much. More importantly…”
“We’re taking care of the food, so don’t worry.”
Not only Hong Hee-sook, but all the people in Koreatown known for their cooking skills had gathered to help.
Wholesale dealers were also endlessly bringing ingredients, so there was no need to worry about running out of food or it being tasteless.
The elder nodded and took Hong Hee-sook’s hand.
“Thank you, President Hong.”
Thanks to the pear and herb soup that Hong Hee-sook brought, Grand Mother was able to pass peacefully.
About four years ago, Grand Mother’s health suddenly deteriorated and she couldn’t leave her bed. She who had suffered greatly both physically and mentally, smiled at the end.
“How could it be because of the pear and herb soup? It’s just a coincidence…”
“No. She said so herself.”
She said it while personally preparing food for this foolish daughter of hers.
“G-Grand Mother said that?!”
“She had been preparing to burn her last flame all this time.”
“…Grand Mother!”
Tears streamed down Hong Hee-sook’s face as she looked at the portrait.
The elder also wiped his eyes, remembering yesterday’s events.
He had dozed off and woke to clattering sounds, went to the kitchen and found Grand Mother standing by the fire.
She prepared a full table of food, then took his hand and said.
Thank you for becoming my daughter.
She had been joyful and happy all this time.
Thanks to Hong Hee-sook, she could resolve her last regret before leaving.
“Sob! Waaah!”
The elder also suppressed his welling tears for a moment.
“Right. The high school student who taught you the rice porridge and pear herb soup is Johann Jefferson?”
That wasn’t all.
When Hong Hee-sook brought the recipe book she received from Johann due to Grand Mother’s intense reaction, Grand Mother was surprised and said this.
This contains recipes for royal court cuisine that even she had only heard about, recipes for old royal court dishes and ceremonial foods that couldn’t be made because the records were lost even back then.
She was relieved that the lineage of Joseon royal court cuisine wasn’t broken.
“Yes, yes! I don’t know how he knew, but…”
“He must have obtained old documents.”
Whatever the method, he owed a debt.
A benefactor who resolved his mother’s regret in a way that even he, her child, didn’t know.
The debt had to be repaid.
“He’s making a movie? Is he an entertainer?”
“He doesn’t just act, he also sings, plays instruments, and draws. Through this incident, it’s been proven he cooks well too.”
“He’s like a free wind…”
A child like a free wind who has so many high natural talents that he can’t focus on just one thing, always moving wherever his heart leads him.
Such a person becomes a wastrel if lazy, but can become a talent who changes the world if diligent.
“It would be great if such a person were Korean-American…”
“That hasn’t been revealed, Elder.”
“He’s not white?”
“He’s of mixed Asian heritage.”
And a handsome man who combines only the best features of East and West.
“Oh, really? Then the key is who gets to him first.”
“Pardon?”
“Why are you pretending not to understand?”
In today’s terms, it’s like a mega rookie becoming a free agent.
It will depend on who extends their hand first.
Both the child’s future and the Korean-American community that guides him.
“Could you go bring the president of Arirang TV? For the future of Korean-Americans, I…”
“May I join that conversation as well?”
A sharp-featured white middle-aged man in his 50s entering the mourning room.
The Elder rises to his feet.
“You’ve come from the Warner family.”
“I’m late.”
“You’re the fastest to arrive among those who bear the Warner name.”
“…I apologize.”
“It’s fine. It’s an old connection… I’m grateful that you haven’t forgotten and came to visit.”
“Thanks to Grand Mother’s help, our Warner family was able to start our business, so it was only natural that I come.”
Back then, they were nothing special, just the Warner 4 Brothers overflowing with dreams and ambition, and Grand Mother helped with the loan based solely on their passion.
Without her help at that time, the film company called Warner Brothers Pictures might have taken several more years to be established.
Grand Mother was that kind of existence to the previous generation of Warners.
After apologizing once more, he places chrysanthemums below the portrait.
“I pray that you go to heaven.”
“Thank you.”
“Then let’s continue the story we were having. You said a boy named Johann Jefferson is filming a movie?”
“…How do you know about Jefferson, Mr. Warner?”
When Hong Hee-sook becomes wary, Mr. Warner twists his lips.
“I have a debt.”
A life debt for his grandson Ross, the son born to his illegitimate daughter Laura.
However, this content is such a weakness that he can’t speak openly about it.
“If it’s Arirang TV, it must be a K-pop related program or a quiz variety show. Warner will provide support. Let’s expand the scope.”
“…Oh.”
‘Warner must owe a big debt.’
“The Korean market isn’t that large, will it be okay?”
“If it’s a well-made movie, it’s a market where even ten million people watch.”
“Hoho. This kind of thing should be discussed with the person involved… President Hong, do you know where that boy is?”
“Ah, probably by now…”
He would be filming a movie in the forest in the mountains.
* * *
“I’m back here again…”
Some campsite in the Rocky Mountains.
As I get out of the car, all kinds of smells rush over me, and even without using Absorption Reading on ‘Survival Expert, Johann Jaeger,’ all my nerves stand on edge.
I return to that time.
Wet trees and bushes, soil, berries, a stream flowing nearby with a babbling sound.
My hearing and smell automatically read the surrounding information.
“Johann!”
Tap tap tap! Whoosh!
Mackenzie Foy runs over and jumps at Johann, wrapping her legs around his waist.
“You came, Kenny?”
“Wow, such an intense greeting. Anyone watching would think Johann just returned from deployment.”
“You came quickly, Mark?”
“It’s been 5 days since we last saw each other!”
Seeing them for the first time in 5 days after filming all the scenes in LA, the city. Starting today, they plan to film alternately between here and several mountains in LA for about two months.
This could be called the real beginning of filming.
“Johann, I saw LA Morning. Since when did you know how to cook?”
“I’ve known how to do it for a long time.”
“That… since you were little?”
“Yeah.”
“Sorry.”
“Haha! It’s okay. It doesn’t bother me anymore.”
Johann pats the back of Mackenzie Foy’s head and looks at Mark Wahlberg.
“What’s wrong?”
“Um… then do you also know how to do camping cooking?”
“Mark! Is that what you should be saying right now?”
“I said it’s okay.”
Johann looks puzzled.
“Haven’t you been camping before?”
“Why would I come to such a dangerous place?”
When he was young, he had brought girlfriends or women he wanted to seduce to the forest in his car, but he had never made anything to eat.
The forest is a dangerous place where wild animals like bears appear.
Of course, he had spent hotter nights because of that thrill, but there was no need to deliberately seek danger.
“Oh, you had a colorful past.”
“…What’s with that reaction? Johann, don’t tell me?”
“I can’t hear you, Johann.”
“It’s a story you wouldn’t benefit from hearing.”
Mark’s mouth drops open.
“Really? With that face? With that body?”
“I know how to do camping cooking. I’ll probably do it better than anyone?”
“My goodness.”
“Won’t you teach me?”
“Ah, no. How do I do it?”
The script that only says ‘Steven grills meat and marshmallows.’
In the setting, father Steven is seeing his son Eric and daughter Lily for the first time in six months.
Steven had been busy working to earn living expenses and child support after quitting his firefighter job due to a leg injury.
“If I were a father like Steven, I would have definitely looked into various things.”
“Hmm. The most basic thing would probably be…”
“Everyone, please pay attention!”
As I put Mackenzie Foy down and turn around, for some reason director Matthew Payton’s face is bright.
Seeing how excited he is, it seems like there’s incredibly good news.
“Everyone, don’t be surprised! Warner is going to invest in our movie!”
The investment amount is a whopping 20 million dollars.
And it’s just the first round.
The production budget to make an A-grade movie, no, the volume of the movie has suddenly jumped to A-grade.
“They’ll also handle distribution!”
“…Wooooah!”
“Crazy! Is this real?!”
“Warner? That Warner?”
“What’s happening!”
Johann, Mackenzie Foy, and Mark Wahlberg looked at each other.
“…Wow.”
Warner Brothers.
It was truly one of the major distribution companies.
Not just the three of them, but everyone raised both arms high in the air.
“Action!”
Matthew Payton’s particularly energetic call today.
Click!
“…!”
Mackenzie Foy, playing Lily, gets out of the car with her mouth agape.
Tall towering trees and refreshing wind.
She excitedly runs to Mark Wahlberg who follows behind her down.
She gestures, telling him to look at those trees.
“Haha. Nice air, isn’t it?”
Daughter who became unable to speak after a certain incident.
However, Daughter who shines brighter than anything in the world, Lily.
The anxiety that had been eating away at him throughout the journey here, worried she might dislike it, melts away completely.
Thwack!
A fairly large hand strikes the back of Daughter’s head.
“Don’t get excited. You’ll collapse again.”
“…!”
Johann and Eric frown at her rapid sign language.
“What do you mean you won’t collapse? Whatever. Did you bring your nebulizer?”
Younger Brother who has lived with breathing apparatus and nebulizer due to lung function problems since birth.
“…!”
When Mackenzie Foy shows the nebulizer she put in her jacket pocket, Johann nods and waves his hand.
“Go play.”
Mackenzie Foy nods vigorously and grabs Mark Wahlberg’s arm.
“Haha. We need to set up the tent first. Go play ahead. Don’t go too far.”
Nod! Nod!
Mackenzie Foy ran off, and Mark Wahlberg opens his mouth toward Johann who is about to step away.
“Thanks, Eric.”
For quietly following along today.
Son Eric, whose rebellion became severe after the divorce from Wife.
So he thought it would just be him and Lily coming today, but surprisingly Son followed along too.
Daughter seemed even more excited because of that.
He was so grateful for that.
Pause!
“…Unlike someone, I have a responsibility to protect that smile.”
Meaning he wouldn’t have followed if this place wasn’t the Forest.
The sinful Father can only bow his head at Son’s cold dagger that doesn’t even look at him.
“Right….”
“Tsk.”
Johann clicked his tongue and walked toward Younger Brother who was waving from afar, sighing as if annoyed, while Mark Wahlberg forces a bright smile.
“Ha! Well then, shall we set up the tent?”
A shelter where Daughter can rest when she returns from playing.
It was a peaceful moment.
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