Chapter 98: Bargaining

Hearing these words, Lin Yu felt a sense of relief.

Although Zhou Min had lost a segment of his memory, it had unexpectedly brought him closer to his father.

As Zhou Min woke up, Lin Yu prepared to leave, feeling a bit regretful about missing the Ghost Market.

"Since Zhou Min is fine, I'll be going," he said, declining Zhou Yuanli's kind offer to see him off.

Passing by Li Xueying and Zhang Yongling's ward, Lin Yu inadvertently heard their conversation.

Li Xueying said to Zhang Yuru: "Daughter, Lin Yu lied to you. His shop door is worth 100 million. No matter what method you use, you must get your hands on it, otherwise, all the suffering I've endured will have been in vain."

Then Zhang Yuru responded impatiently: "Mom, Miao Street might not be able to be demolished; it's a cultural relic protection area."

But Zhang Yongling interjected: "Daughter, that door is made of golden nanmu wood and is priceless. As long as we can get the shop, who would notice if we swapped the door?"

Zhang Yuru was stunned, realizing that the matter might be more complicated than she had imagined.

Lin Yu just wanted to go home and rest. After hearing these words, he couldn't help but stop his steps, thinking about his next direction.

Perhaps, was he the sole heir to some great financial conglomerate? This thought flashed through Zhang Yuru's mind.

How could that be possible!

Zhang Yuru quickly dismissed this unrealistic idea. How could such a dramatic scene actually happen in reality?

Li Xueying complained to Zhang Yongling: "If you had any ability at all, we could have taken that shop yesterday."

However, Zhang Yongling roared with lingering fear: "Forget it! I don't want to go back to the mental hospital..."

Hearing this, Li Xueying also fell silent.

Clearly, that experience in the mental hospital had left them with deep shadows.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zhang Yuru said: "Alright, you guys just rest well here; I'm leaving first."

She pushed open the door and subconsciously looked in one direction, the same direction Lin Yu had just left from.

At this time, Lin Yu was calling Zhuo Feng. He had promised Zhuo Feng that he would definitely cure his loss of pain sensation.

Relying on the Heavenly Bead obtained from Yan Yalan of the Long family last time and the current Life-Prolonging Pill, Lin Yu was full of confidence in curing Zhuo Feng.

"Are you free today?" Lin Yu asked.

"My Master Lin, long time no see. What's up?" Zhuo Feng teased.

"To treat your illness and restore your sense of pain."

Hearing this, Zhuo Feng was silent for a long while before saying cynically: "Treat what? I'm already used to it."

But Lin Yu knew deeply how dangerous it was to have no sense of pain. Because pain sensation is one of the important ways for everyone to perceive danger; losing it means losing the perception of danger.

"Do you know? Not having a sense of pain is very terrifying," Lin Yu explained: "Because it is the foundation for our perception of cold, heat, spiciness, and almost all other sensations."

After a long while, Zhuo Feng said half-jokingly: "Hey, if my sense of pain is restored, I won't be able to eat those insanely spicy foods anymore."

Lin Yu felt a pang of sorrow in his heart. He knew that because Zhuo Feng had no sense of pain, he couldn't even taste spiciness. Because spiciness is also a form of pain, even if you gave him a whole bowl of ghost peppers, he wouldn't be able to taste the heat.

"Alright, stop joking. No matter what time it is today, remember to come to Zhongcaotang to find me. Your brother is waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yu felt that besides finding his sister, this was the only thing that had weighed on his mind for years. As long as Zhuo Feng could regain his sense of pain and live the life of a normal person, his own heart would feel much lighter.

When Lin Yu returned to Miao Street, he saw from afar that Zheng Zemin and the cultural relic restoration expert, Grand Secretary He, were leading a team to restore the facade of Zhongcaotang.

At this time, Xie Pangzi from the Ghost Market blocked his path: "Young Master Lin is back."

Lin Yu knew what this guy wanted, so he took out the check that Tianpei Bangyan had previously placed on Zhou Min.

"Here, this is the money for buying the Blood Ginseng." Xie Pangzi took the check, and a smile immediately bloomed on his face.

"US dollars! Young Master Lin is truly generous," he grinned.

After watching Xie Pangzi leave, Lin Yu arrived in front of Zhongcaotang. The shop door was being repaired. Although the actual damage wasn't severe, because it was an antique-level old object, the materials used for restoration were quite expensive.

Just as he reached the door, Lin Yu heard Zheng Zemin and Grand Secretary He bargaining over the repair costs.

"20 million. After this, if you need help with anything, I'll serve you for free, how about that?" Zheng Zemin tried to persuade Grand Secretary He.

However, Grand Secretary He's stance was firm: "23 million at the lowest. This is already the cost price; I haven't even counted the labor fees. Look at this golden nanmu wood used; it's as valuable as gold."

Facing Grand Secretary He's insistence, Zheng Zemin still refused to compromise, only holding up two fingers: "20 million, not a penny more. Take it or leave it."

Seeing that Grand Secretary He finally agreed reluctantly, it was clearly because the other party was his old friend of many years, Zheng Zemin.

Thinking that it was precisely because of Grand Secretary He's help yesterday that the family heirloom "Yongle Encyclopedia" woodblock print was discovered, Lin Yu's heart was filled with gratitude.

Thus, he returned to his room to fetch a small jade bottle and found Grand Secretary He to express his thanks.

The sharp-eyed Zheng Zemin became excited the moment he saw the jade bottle in Lin Yu's hand, because he knew that what was inside could extend one's life by ten years.

"Grand Secretary He, this is a small token of my appreciation, thanking you for discovering that box yesterday," Lin Yu said.

At first, Grand Secretary He was puzzled by the small bottle of ordinary material, but when he opened it and took a sniff, a fresh medicinal fragrance rushed into his nose, making him feel refreshed.

Hearing Lin Yu explain that this was a Life-Prolonging Pill that could extend life by at least six years, Grand Secretary He's eyes instantly lit up, and he asked with a trembling voice: "No matter how old one is, it can extend life by ten years?"

Lin Yu answered seriously: "It depends on the physical condition. As long as one is not extremely frail, it can extend life by at least six years."

"Six years, that is already enough," Grand Secretary He muttered to himself, tears shimmering in his eyes.

Lin Yu was full of confusion. Seeing this, Zheng Zemin explained on behalf of Grand Secretary He.

"You must know, Grand Secretary He is a famous filial son; his mother, who is over a hundred years old, is still alive!"

At this time, Grand Secretary He took over the conversation: "My mother is 108 years old this year. If this medicine is truly as miraculous as you say, how should I thank you?"

Lin Yu waved his hand with a smile: "What is there to thank? Didn't you also help me find my family's heirloom?"

Hearing this, Grand Secretary He suddenly realized: "So that's it. The box contained a family heirloom; now I understand."

After chatting for a few sentences, Lin Yu returned to his room to rest. He slept until noon.

Just as he woke up, he was grabbed by his Third Aunt, Wu Shuping: "You still have the nerve to sleep? Are you not going to deal with last night's events?"

"Weren't last night's events already resolved? What other problems are there?" Lin Yu asked back.

Wu Shuping shoved a token directly into his hand. ===== CHAPTER 99 =====