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The reason Lin Feng added that sentence wasn't for anything else, but precisely because he was worried Hu Liena and the others would misunderstand.
After all, if word spread that he prioritized "big customers" and ignored the small leeks, wouldn't that destroy his reputation?
Although a Titled Douluo like Chrysanthemum Douluo was indeed an exciting customer…
The number of little leeks was far greater, and they were also an undeniable source of income.
And these small leeks wouldn't stay small leeks forever.
Eating in his shop, their growth rate would skyrocket!
Sooner or later, they would grow into Spirit Emperor and Spirit Saint–level big leeks — unlocking higher-level menus and far greater purchasing power.
A steady, endless stream of money!
So this declaration — seemingly fair, but secretly strategic — not only preserved the shop's image, but also secured the hearts of all customers.
Lin Feng silently praised his own business genius.
This move was simply perfect.
The clattering of pots and pans echoed from the kitchen, and the aroma grew stronger and stronger.
Forget Hu Liena and the others — even Chrysanthemum Douluo subconsciously swallowed his saliva upon smelling it.
He immediately shook his head, flinging the thought from his mind.
This must be an illusion! Absolutely an illusion!
As a Titled Douluo, how could he be fooled by a mere fragrance?
But the aroma was simply too intoxicating.
Even knowing it was fake, it made his appetite flare uncontrollably.
Chrysanthemum Douluo gritted his teeth, desperately forcing himself not to react.
Not long after, Lin Feng emerged carrying a huge tray filled with all the dishes Chrysanthemum Douluo had ordered.
The yunze thousand-silk silver thread noodles shimmered crystal-clear, each hair-thin strand glistening.
The glazed heart fruit salad sparkled in bright colors like a plate of gemstones.
The roasted thunder rhino ribs glistened with a caramelized sheen, exuding an irresistible meaty fragrance.
And the Starry Brilliant Pheasant looked like a carefully crafted artwork, almost too exquisite to eat.
Seeing Lin Feng complete so many dishes in just a few minutes, Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but freeze.
"So fast?"
Even Spirit Hall's best culinary masters would need time.
This guy finished everything as if it were nothing?
Lin Feng ignored him, laid out the dishes, and only left a simple: "Enjoy your meal."
Then he returned to his rocking chair behind the counter and closed his eyes again.
Of course, he thought sarcastically:
With a gourmet system, it's normal to be a little faster, right?
The system could provide ingredients directly and accelerate the cooking process.
If he still couldn't cook quickly, he'd be too useless as a transmigrator.
Fortunately, Chrysanthemum Douluo wasn't a modern person — otherwise he would definitely suspect these were pre-made dishes.
Chrysanthemum Douluo stared at the table full of dishes, his brows deeply furrowed.
Just from appearance, each dish was a masterpiece — so perfect it almost made him uneasy.
He first picked up the emerald-colored wine pot and opened the seal.
Instantly, a rich aroma filled the entire shop.
This wine aroma was different from ordinary liquor — fresh yet sweet, like mountain springs mixed with the essence of a hundred flowers.
Hu Liena and the other two instantly began drooling. Yan even licked his lips uncontrollably.
"What kind of wine is this? Just smelling it makes me feel drunk…" he muttered in awe.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue were the same — unconsciously leaning closer, desperate for another whiff.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes brightened.
He completely forgot why he came here.
Just moments ago he planned to find fault…
But now the wine alone had conquered him.
Without bothering with a cup, without maintaining even a shred of his Titled Douluo dignity — he lifted the pot and took a big gulp.
"Gulp—"
The crisp sound of swallowing was embarrassingly loud.
Chrysanthemum Douluo put the pot down and let out a long sigh.
"Ha~ good wine!"
Next, he picked up a chopstick-full of silver noodles.
The noodles glimmered with a soft pearl-like shine, and the moment they entered his mouth—
His eyes widened sharply.
The layers of flavor were indescribable.
The first bite was refreshing like mountain spring water.
The second burst into a rich, warm broth-like savoriness.
The third transformed into a gentle floral fragrance.
Three bites — three worlds — yet all harmonized seamlessly.
Chrysanthemum Douluo was stunned.
What kind of monster noodles were these?
He continued eating.
The glazed heart fruit salad melted like honey.
The roasted thunder rhino ribs were crispy outside, tender inside.
The Starry Brilliant Pheasant made even him — a well-traveled Titled Douluo — nod repeatedly in astonishment.
Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan watched from the side, practically crying as they swallowed mouthfuls of drool.
Yan stared at the thunder rhino ribs like a starving wolf.
Hu Liena licked her lips without even noticing.
"Grandpa Ju is eating so happily…"
Xie Yue's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He gripped the table to avoid lunging forward.
Unfortunately, Chrysanthemum Douluo was fully immersed in the food, completely ignoring their misery.
When he finally felt full, only one-third of the food was gone.
His brows knit deeply.
"How can this be?"
Spirit Masters needed lots of energy.
The stronger the cultivation, the greater the appetite.
As a Titled Douluo, eating twice this amount would normally be nothing.
But now?
Just one-third, and he was full?
Could it be…
What that kid said was true?
As he pondered, a calm voice drifted across the room.
"Are you full?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo, still distracted, nodded subconsciously.
"That will be sixty-one thousand gold coins. Thank you for your patronage."
Chrysanthemum Douluo blinked.
Then burst out laughing.
"Sixty-one thousand gold coins?"
His tone dripped with mockery.
"Kid, do you really take me for a fool with money to burn?"
He admitted the food was incredible.
But sixty thousand gold coins?
Daylight robbery.
"The taste is good," Chrysanthemum Douluo wiped his mouth elegantly.
"But you want this Elder to pay sixty thousand gold coins for these little dishes? Dream on."
Hu Liena and the others nearly collapsed.
It's over.
He's going to dine and dash!
Yan looked ready to faint.
Seeing Chrysanthemum Douluo's leisurely smile, Lin Feng slowly rested his chin on one hand.
His eyes were calm.
Too calm.
He spoke softly — but every syllable carried danger.
"So, you're planning to dine and dash?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo opened his mouth to say:
"That's right, this Elder isn't—"
But he never finished.
Because in the next instant—
A suffocating, world-crushing pressure exploded toward him!