Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 240

**Chapter 240: The Lazy Encounters (5)**

Crash!

Tang Jong-gyeok fell to the ground and trembled, but Wei Yanho was still angry.

“It’s better to eat moss in the cave than this! You’re selling this?”

The owner, terrified, tried to calm Wei Yanho.

“Sir, why are you doing this? Calm down…”

“Calm down? Do you think I’m calm?”

Wei Yanho pointed at the food.

“Eat it.”

“Huh?”

“Eat it.”

The owner, with a bewildered expression, looked at the food, picked up a chopstick, and tasted the meat stew.

“……”

Then he made a face.

‘What is this?’

He was chewing meat, but he felt like he was chewing kudzu roots. It had a strange and salty taste.

“Ugh.”

This inn catered to guests from Mount Hua. Although it also sold cheap food for ordinary people, its specialty was expensive food.

Especially, hearty meat dishes were their specialty, for those tired of the bland food of Mount Hua. But this meat tasted horrible!

“I’m sorry! I’m very sorry, sir!”

The owner perfectly understood Wei Yanho’s anger.

They had eaten only herbs on Mount Hua, and had walked to the top of the mountain to eat, but they were served something inedible. It was understandable that he was angry.

Moreover, the food that Wei Yanho had ordered was the most expensive in the restaurant. He had paid for garbage, so it was understandable that he had thrown the fried chicken.

‘That damn bastard.’

He was someone recommended by the regular cook, and he said he would cook himself, so he thought it was good, but he had served him garbage.

“I’ll make it again immediately.”

Wei Yanho trembled.

“This good meat!”

Wei Yanho seemed about to cry. He felt ashamed before the pigs and cows that had died for this food.

Eating it with pleasure was the only way to honor their sacrifice, but even Wei Yanho, who had eaten moss in the cave, couldn’t swallow this food.

“Bring him, bring him.”

“Huh?”

Wei Yanho pointed to Tang Jong-gyeok, who was lying on the ground after getting fried chicken in the face.

“Bring him.”

“……”

Although he felt it was too much to ask to wake up someone unconscious, the affected person had asked for it. Furthermore, he wasn’t in a position to say anything.

He couldn’t say anything after serving that food.

The owner shook Tang Jong-gyeok.

“Wake up! Quick!”

The owner, who woke up someone who had been knocked out by fried chicken, had strange feelings.

“Ugh…”

Fortunately, Tang Jong-gyeok woke up quickly. It wasn’t because the owner cared about him, but because he feared having to endure Wei Yanho’s anger alone.

“Come here.”

“How dare you lay hands on me…”

Slap!

The owner slapped Tang Jong-gyeok mercilessly.

“Are you crazy? Do you know what you’ve done?”

“Ah…”

Tang Jong-gyeok, who realized his situation thanks to the slap, bowed.

‘This is dangerous!’

He didn’t know what he had been hit with, but Wei Yanho clearly suspected him. Tang Jong-gyeok trembled. It was better to bite his tongue than to let Wei Yanho discover his identity.

“Come here!”

The owner dragged him toward Wei Yanho. It was easy to escape from an owner without martial skills, but if he used martial arts, Wei Yanho would chase him.

‘For now, I’ll give up.’

Provoking Wei Yanho could make things worse.

Besides, Jangil was also there.

‘Why…’

He could fool Wei Yanho, but Jangil was known for his sharp nose. How could he fool him?

If he tried to deceive Jangil, he could embarrass the Tang family. Tang Myung wouldn’t forgive him.

“Why… are you doing this?”

Wei Yanho looked at him with disdain.

“Why? Do you have amnesia? Are you rich?”

Tang Jong-gyeok was surprised to hear the question about whether he was rich.

‘No, why is he asking if he’s rich when he has amnesia?’

I Seolhwa also seemed to have the same question.

“What does amnesia have to do with being rich?”

“Amnesia is a disease of the rich.”

“Huh?”

“Only the rich suffer from it. Have you ever heard of a beggar with amnesia?”

“…No.”

“You see.”

Wei Yanho showed his stomach, and I Seolhwa shook her head.

What kind of conversation is this?

“That’s it!”

Wei Yanho looked at Tang Jong-gyeok and said:

“Eat it all.”

“Huh?”

“It doesn’t taste good, but I can’t waste the ingredients, so eat it all yourself.”

“Eh…!”

Tang Jong-gyeok trembled.

“This?”

“Yes.”

Tang Jong-gyeok saw the food.

‘How generous.’

It’s not food for two people. Even twenty people could eat and there would still be leftovers. He couldn’t say anything, since it was his money…

‘I almost took off my mask while cooking.’

Tang Jong-gyeok smiled awkwardly.

“S… sir, I don’t think I can eat all of this.”

“Yes. Then, leave some.”

“Can I leave some?”

“Yes. But…”

Wei Yanho smiled.

“A beating for every spoonful.”

“……”

“Agh!”

Wei Yanho touched his stomach, satisfied. Unlike the food from the unpleasant guy, the food that the owner had made was delicious.

The owner must earn a lot of money to have a separate cook.

“……Did you eat it all?”

Jangil, who was looking at the food that Wei Yanho had left, said with pity:

“Order only what you can eat.”

“If there were more guys like you, all the beggars would starve to death!”

“I don’t care.”

Wei Yanho stretched widely. His full stomach made the table tremble.

“Ugh.”

Jangil groaned and looked back. Tang Jong-gyeok, who had been eating the food, was almost unconscious. He felt sorry to see his swollen stomach.

‘Not eating is torture, but eating too much is also torture.’

Tang Jong-gyeok ate until he was about to explode due to the threat of a beating for every spoonful. Wei Yanho’s beating was different.

Wei Yanho had been turning young warriors into stars with a single blow.

One blow would knock him unconscious, two blows would cause permanent damage, and three blows would kill him.

So he ate with all his might…

“……How cruel.”

“Oh, cruel.”

Wei Yanho shrugged.

“Do you say that after seeing this?”

He felt sorry to see Tang Jong-gyeok passed out with a swollen stomach.

“Even if he committed a crime, he shouldn’t have done that. It didn’t even hurt him.”

“Hurt?”

Wei Yanho tilted his head.

“Well, it wasn’t spoiled food, just poorly made food. Although it did taste horrible.”

Jangil looked at Wei Yanho.

“Are you okay?”

“Huh? Why?”

Jangil looked at Wei Yanho up and down and brought his face closer.

“Get away!”

He couldn’t help but be surprised to see a beggar’s face so close. When Wei Yanho was surprised, Jangil tilted his head.

“How strange.”

“What?”

“Hmm…”

Jangil looked at Tang Jong-gyeok. Wei Yanho didn’t notice it, but Jangil noticed that the texture of the skin behind the ears was different from the rest of the face.

“Huh?”

Jangil, who realized something, looked at Wei Yanho and asked:

“So, you punished that guy because the food was bad?”

“Is there any other reason?”

“…….”

Jangil looked at Wei Yanho in disbelief.

‘What kind of person is this?’

Jangil thought that Wei Yanho knew everything and had punished Tang Jong-gyeok. Jangil didn’t know who Tang Jong-gyeok was, but he knew that an assassin had tried to poison Wei Yanho.

But it wasn’t like that.

“…Is it such a serious crime?”

“If you ruin good ingredients, you can’t expect to get away with it. God may forgive, but I don’t.”

“You’re crazy.”

Wei Yanho, who had lived five years without eating anything decent, nodded as he remembered Wei Yanho’s appearance when he came out of the cave.

‘If I had been in his place, I would have crushed that guy’s head.’

There aren’t many people in the Central Plains who understand the value of food better than Wei Yanho.

‘But…’

Jangil asked curiously:

“Are you okay?”

“Huh? Why?”

“No, does your stomach hurt…?”

“I’m okay. I ate something delicious.”

“R… really?”

“Yes.”

Jangil shook his head upon seeing Wei Yanho’s calm response.

‘Is he immune to poisons?’

I don’t know if the guy tried to poison Wei Yanho to annoy him or kill him, but the poison didn’t work.

‘What a monster.’

Jangil, who was surprised by Wei Yanho, turned around.

“Just in case, go to the medicine room before sleeping.”

“Why to the medicine room?”

“I’m telling you to go!”

“I don’t pay attention to weird beggars.”

Jangil sighed.

‘Now, how do I handle this guy…’

Jangil was worried to see Tang Jong-gyeok, whose stomach looked about to explode.

If he didn’t make the situation worse, if he arrested him, it could cause problems. If he intervened, it could give the impression that the Beggar Sect was on the side of the Wei family.

‘I’ll observe for now.’

It was better not to make things worse during the tournament. Especially because things get much worse with that guy.

Jangil decided to reveal what he knew if the situation worsened.

But Jangil didn’t know.

Things would get worse that night.