Chapter 1527: Chapter 1526 True Feelings_1

Among the eight dishes, there were three soups, and if you count the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, that made four.

Qiao Xiaomai looked at Bei Yun with skepticism in her eyes, “Can you finish all of this?”

“If I can’t finish, I can pack it up and take it with me. I barely managed to earn these eight dishes, I want to eat them for several more meals,” Bei Yun said.

Qiao Xiaomai “…”

“Make the portions bigger, I want it to last me three days,” Bei Yun instructed further.

Qiao Xiaomai, “…This kind of weather will spoil the food.”

“Just make plenty, even if it spoils, I’ll still eat it,” Bei Yun said, “Back when my mother had just passed away, I…”

He began to recount his tale of hardships, narrating a story identical to the one he’d told Yang Wenxiao, basically, it was just miserable.

If it had been anyone else, Qiao Xiaomai certainly would have listened with great pity, but Bei Yun wasn’t human; he was a vengeful ghost wandering the human realm, not yet qualified to be one.

So she prepared the eight dishes at their normal serving size, and also made a few extra dishes to entertain Bei Lingsu. Bei Yun had said that the eight dishes were hard-earned and meant only for his consumption.

When the meal was ready and served on the dining table, Tong Sanlang emerged.

He was now able to get out of bed and move around, but lately, he had been staying in the study writing ‘Journey to the West.’ Even though Yang Wenxiao claimed there was no rush, he probably was quite anxious, given that Gao Lian had secretly sent eunuchs to urge him several times.

Bei Lingsu checked his pulse, which was very normal, but the pain in his chest persisted, which could only mean an internal organ was affected.

Unable to cut open and examine the injury, it was impossible to determine which part was specifically harmed, and Bei Lingsu prescribed a few more medications for Qiao Xiaomai to brew for him.

After discussing the important matters, they began to have lunch.

Two dining tables were connected together, Qiao Xiaomai, Tong Sanlang, and Bei Lingsu sat at one table, while Bei Yun sat at another.

He held a pair of chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other, eating with eyes half-closed in bliss. Even more contrived was his next action; his eyes reddened while eating, and with a choked voice, he wondered why he hadn’t met Qiao Xiaomai sooner.

If he had met Qiao Xiaomai earlier and tasted such divine cooking, he would certainly have been a good person under her guidance.

Not like now, where he was branded by people as a monster, a vengeful ghost, a beast.

He was quite annoyed by that.

This sudden, heartfelt confession shocked Qiao Xiaomai, Tong Sanlang, and Bei Lingsu. It couldn’t be…?

Just from eating a meal, this scoundrel had a change of heart?

Even acting wasn’t done so extravagantly, it was just too exaggerated.

Bei Yun saw the speechless expressions on Qiao Xiaomai, Tong Sanlang, and Bei Lingsu, and taking out a handkerchief from his bosom, he wiped his eyes and said apologetically, “I lost my composure, sorry for making you laugh.”

Upon hearing this, Bei Lingsu spoke up, “It’s just a meal. As long as you reform and start anew, whenever I come to visit Xiaomai, she will surely let you tag along for a free meal.”

“Look at the good you’ve done recently. Those people you’ve healed, even knowing they’ve been tricked by you, still sincerely thank you. All those smiling faces towards you, doesn’t that feel good?”

Bei Yun sniffed and responded, “I didn’t trick them. I treat their illnesses and I charge money for it. I earn my money fairly. Honestly, their smiling faces aren’t that good-looking. What’s with the people of Daqi and their appearances? Why do the wealthy look worse than the others?”

Bei Lingsu “…”

Grinding her teeth, she reprimanded, “Judging people by their appearance and mocking others’ looks is an extremely uncultured act. What you said is too much.”