"hello."
"hello."
“Hey, is there really something like a real Matdongsan stock? Or is it speculation?”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
I went to the local supermarket and the clerk suddenly said something out of the blue. It had been years since I'd had a serious conversation with him at the supermarket.
Ah, when the female protagonist was sweeping away all the Matdongsan in the store, I asked her where she was going to escape. Even then, I thought it was a bit strange that the female protagonist was only buying Matdongsan, but what speculation? Matdongsan is Matdongsan, not real estate.
“Other customers were also stocking up on Matdongsan. I thought it was going to be discontinued soon, but it wasn't. I was debating whether I should stock up on Matdongsan too.”
“Oh really? Who is it?”
“If it weren’t for you two, we would normally sell one box of snacks a month, but now we sell one box every week.”
“Are you going to buy that much?”
The clerk nodded earnestly, and Yeo-ju, her eyes filled with doubt, returned to the snack corner. There, a sight that surprised the clerk unfolded. Someone was piling a veritable mountain of sweets onto a cart.
Hey, Matdongsan is a candy store, not real estate or a mountain!
As the man stretched out his long arm to take out the innermost Matdongsan and put it in the cart, the woman quickly ran over and grabbed the man's arm.
“Excuse me. How can you buy so much of just one kind of candy? Even the most delicious ones?”
“Are you by any chance the person who robbed Matdongsan last time?”
"yes?"
“Last week, did you buy all the Matdongsan that was in this store?”
“Yeah, well... that was true.”
“Because of that, I haven’t eaten these cookies in a whole week. My duodenum is going to cry and pass out if I don’t eat about three bags right now, so I’m going to buy a lot.”
“No, I don’t know! Just give me one bag.”
“I picked it up first.”
“But you don’t buy this much, do you?”
Yeoju just performed two miracles in a short amount of time. First, she went home after work and came back out. Second, a group of young people in their 20s fought over who would buy Matdongsan, the representative snack for middle-aged men.
Having experienced a series of unpleasant miracles, the female protagonist is starting to feel a little angry. "No, over there!" she shouts, about to unleash the market-beating tactic she learned from her mother. But the man pauses in his tracks at her prepared stance. "Oh, did she gain the upper hand just by being prepared?"
“Could it be the takoyaki from back then?”
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