Chapter 149: An Unexpected Courtesy

"An elixir of immortality?"

Hearing Long Lincheng's words, Lin Feng couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head, explaining to him: "You're overthinking it. Where on earth is there any elixir of immortality? If such a thing truly existed, wouldn't ancient emperors be alive today?"

"What you've heard are most likely fabricated lies deliberately concocted by bored ancients, specifically designed to trick future generations into trying to brew an elixir of immortality according to their methods."

"Ah? This is actually all fake?"

Long Lincheng's expectant expression instantly turned into one of profound disappointment.

For all these years, he had deeply believed that an elixir of immortality existed in this world, and he had been striving toward that goal the entire time.

With a calm smile, Lin Feng explained: "Yes. If those grand alchemy masters you gathered told you that this kind of pill can actually be refined, nine times out of ten, they are swindlers."

"True adepts of alchemy are exceedingly rare in this world, and what alchemists pursue is not the refinement of an immortality pill, but rather the enhancement of physical vitality, breaking through the limits of their natural lifespan, and striving to live a little longer."

"Wanting to live forever without aging is nothing short of an extravagant delusion."

"I see. It seems I really was deceived by people before."

Naturally, Long Lincheng didn't doubt Lin Feng's words in the slightest. After a few seconds of silence, he asked again: "Then, Big Brother, are you capable of refining miraculous elixirs that can strengthen the physique?"

"I have countless rare and precious medicinal herbs stored away. If Big Brother wishes to use them, you can go and take them whenever you like."

"Good. I am indeed in urgent need of some medicinal herbs right now. Since you have an abundance of them, I will pay a visit another day and borrow your herbs for use," Lin Feng said with a pleased expression on his face.

He had been widely searching for rare and precious medicinal herbs for a while now, but apart from the few he found at the auction house last time, he had no other channels.

That girl, Li Bing'er, had told him she would provide magical elixirs, but there had been no news of them yet; nine times out of ten, she had thrown the matter to the back of her mind.

Fortunately, Lin Feng hadn't placed too much faith in her anyway. After all, that eccentric girl had no other notable skills aside from being good at bluffing.

"In that case, I will respectfully await Big Brother at home at any time."

Seeing Lin Feng agree, Long Lincheng immediately chimed in proactively.

After chatting for a little while longer, and having nothing else to do here, he stood up, bid farewell to Lin Feng, and left first.

Xu Wenming had already delivered the medicine cauldron, and he still had to rush back to the medical clinic to treat patients, so he also stood up and said goodbye to Lin Feng.

After seeing them off, Lin Feng returned to his office. Gazing at the bronze medicine cauldron on the desk, he felt a surge of secret joy—it seemed he would soon be able to practice alchemy himself.

His own strength hadn't improved for a while; as long as he could successfully refine these medicinal pills, he would undoubtedly achieve a leap in progress.

The secret cultivation techniques of the Lin family continuously floated through his mind. He still had no idea why he had received this particular heritage.

Could these cultivation secret techniques be related to the search for his parents?

For now, Lin Feng didn't have the answer, so he didn't dwell on it too much. Instead, he quietly sat cross-legged and continued his cultivation, striving to ascend to another level as soon as possible.

Before he knew it, noon had arrived. Having completed a stage of his cultivation, Lin Feng voluntarily stopped.

Every session of cultivation consumed a vast amount of his vital energy, leaving him feeling hungry very quickly.

Hearing his stomach growling incessantly, he got up to find Su Qingxue and take her out for a meal.

Su Qingxue was no longer angry with him. After the two of them walked out of the bank, Su Qingxue originally wanted to find a nearby restaurant to grab a quick bite, but she was dragged by Lin Feng all the way to the Jiangcheng Grand Hotel.

Since it was lunchtime, there was naturally no reason to wrong one's stomach.

Upon walking in, Su Qingxue found the surrounding environment somewhat familiar—she had attended her father's birthday banquet right here.

"Good day, Mr. Lin. How many people are in your party?" As soon as the two stepped inside, a waitress recognized Lin Feng, walked up proactively, and greeted him.

Lin Feng was a bit puzzled; it seemed he had only ever been here once, so how did she recognize him?

"Just the two of us. Do you have any private rooms available?" Lin Feng asked casually.

"Yes, Mr. Lin. Our hotel always keeps a private room reserved for you. No matter when you arrive, there is always a table."

After speaking with a smile, the waitress took the initiative to lead Lin Feng upstairs.

Lin Feng felt even more perplexed!

He didn't seem to know the owner of the Jiangcheng Grand Hotel, so who could have arranged this for him?

Su Qingxue blinked her pretty eyes, assuming Lin Feng had planned this long ago. As they walked up the stairs, she secretly pinched him and smiled lightly, saying: "Who would have thought your standing at the Jiangcheng Grand Hotel is this high?"

"Tell me, when did you befriend the boss of the Jiangcheng Grand Hotel?"

Lin Feng had already brought her too many surprises, so encountering a situation like this, she was no longer fazed.

Yet Lin Feng wore an awkward expression, shrugged, and said: "I really didn't arrange this time. I have no idea what's going on either."

"Really?"

Su Qingxue clearly found it hard to believe!

Soon, they were led by the waitress to a private room on the second floor. As the waitress pushed the door open, their expressions turned to shock once more.

To their surprise, the room the waitress had arranged for them was the exclusive black-gold member luxury private suite. Ordinary people were simply not qualified to book such a room.

Gazing at this scene, Su Qingxue looked at Lin Feng and lowered her voice to ask: "You still claim you didn't arrange this in advance?"

"Throughout the entire Jiangcheng, the number of people capable of reserving this private room is strictly no more than five. Even Chairman Zhou lacks such qualifications."

"I really don't know."

Lin Feng gave an awkward reply. Following the waitress inside, he sat down and, unable to contain his curiosity, looked at the waitress and asked: "Excuse me, may I ask who is the one that reserved this private room for us?"

"This... the person who made the reservation gave strict instructions not to reveal it, so I cannot say. I hope Mr. Lin will forgive me."

The waitress apologetically bowed to Lin Feng.

Filled with inner doubts, Lin Feng didn't press further.

After setting out their cutlery, the waitress didn't offer a menu, but instead walked straight out.

Looking at the table where the tableware was made of pure silver, and taking in the atmosphere of the private room—one that other rooms simply could not match—Lin Feng's puzzlement grew heavier. Who on earth was behind all of these arrangements?

Su Qingxue couldn't help but wonder either; she could tell that Lin Feng truly hadn't arranged this place.

Pondering for a moment, she touched her chin and guessed: "Lin Feng, have you been treating someone's illness recently? Does that person happen to have some connection with the Jiangcheng Grand Hotel?"

"Treating an illness? Aside from going to the nursing home yesterday to treat an elderly lady, I haven't treated anyone else. And that elderly lady surely couldn't possibly have this kind of authority," Lin Feng recalled, shaking his head.

"Then that's strange. Could it be Chairman Li or Chairman Long? Both of them have the capability to arrange a room here. If it's not either of them, then I really can't guess," Su Qingxue said, lightly pouting her lips.

"It probably isn't them either. They didn't mention this to me beforehand. Let's not worry about it for now; since someone has made the arrangements and there's no malice, we might as well accept it. We can slowly investigate after we're full."

After turning it over in his mind and failing to figure out who could have orchestrated everything, Lin Feng simply stopped overthinking it.

Before long, a dozen waitresses walked in one after another, each holding a dish—every single one of them representing the most expensive cuisine at the Jiangcheng Grand Hotel.

From Beijing Roast Duck, Beggar's Chicken, abalone and bird's nest, to lobsters, hairy crabs, and nationwide famous specialty dishes, everything you could possibly imagine was present!

A total of fifty-six dishes were laid out on the table, making anyone's mouth water just at the sight of them.

When the very last dish was served, the expressions of both Lin Feng and Su Qingxue froze in unison!