"What are you still doing? Come and help!"
Yang Chaoqun urged, then threw a wok to Yang Fan and nuzzled at him. The ordering menu was on the electronic screen next to him, allowing him to choose the cooking.
Yang Fan opened his mouth. Didn't he say he was coming to help
"Stop the ink stains, brat, it's time to show everyone your cooking skills!"
Yang Chaoqun gave Yang Fan an encouraging look, full of expectations.
Yang Fan and his father looked at each other, a little bit unable to stand his eager and expectant eyes, and couldn't help but shrugged lightly, forget it, you can improve your strength at any time, now, let's satisfy your father first. .
It's been a long time since he helped his father in the kitchen.
After thinking about it, Yang Fan stopped inking, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the spatula, added oil to fry the sugar, and started working as soon as he said it.
The cooking skills of +22 points are no joke. Yang Fan's style of dancing with the cooking pot is no less impressive than Lao Yang, who has been a chef for more than 20 years.
"You cook Level 3 Barbarian beef with strong fire. Your understanding of fire control will be deepened, and your cooking skills will be +2."
"You successfully made a plate of level three stir-fried beef. Your understanding of cooking skills has improved to a higher level, and your cooking skills are +3."
“…”
In a short time, Yang Fan cooked more than ten dishes, and his cooking skill points reached fifty-five.
At this time, Yang Fan was even more energetic, and he was able to stir-fry and fry with more than enough ease. Not only did the fried dishes have a full color and aroma, they were also cooked very quickly. At this time, he had cooked twelve plates, and But Master Yang only made eight dishes.
Although the dishes cooked by the two were slightly different, the gap of four whole dishes made Yang Chaoqun feel that he was getting old and his hands and feet were beginning to deteriorate
Otherwise, how could he be inferior to this eldest son who had not touched a pot or spoon for almost two years
"You boy, you are indeed born to be a cook!"
Yang Chaoqun felt a little sour in his heart, but he was more happy and gratified. He couldn't help but praise Yang Fan: "With your talent in cooking, if you are willing to stay in the kitchen for two years, you will be better in the future." Your achievements will definitely not be worse than those of me, the father-in-law!”
Yang Fan pouted, dad still loves to brag so much.
Does it take two years to surpass him? Yang Fan feels that his current cooking skills are enough to crush Lao Yang. Yang Fan, who has fifty-five points of cooking skills, has already grown to the point where he no longer takes him seriously.
"So, good son." Yang Chaoqun once again took the opportunity to persuade: "After graduation, stop thinking about practicing martial arts. What future can you have by becoming a martial artist? Stay in our restaurant and carry forward our Yang Family Restaurant. This is the right path! Otherwise, your great culinary talent will be wasted!"
"But then again." Yang Chaoqun stopped stirring the stir-fry in his hands, raised his finger to point at a few pieces of monster meat on the chopping board, and asked Yang Fan curiously: "Who do you think are these special monster meats?" Where did you get it from, and is there a stable supply?”
"Let me tell you, son, the business in our store is so good today, all because of this special monster meat. If there is a stable purchase channel, our family will be prosperous in the future!"
Yang Chaoqun was in high spirits, and his eyes were shining.
Yang Fan asked doubtfully: "There must be a supply of goods. As long as the store needs it, I can transport it back to you. But, dad, how do you know that I put the meat in the refrigerator?"
Yang Chaoqun was stunned: "Why, haven't I told you? As early as three years ago when you were in high school, I installed surveillance cameras in the refrigerator. Naturally, I saw you from the surveillance cameras."
Yang Fan was speechless.
Well, the surveillance at home has been installed for three years, but Yang Fan doesn't know at all. Is he stupid even if he practices martial arts
"By the way, have you already made plans to come back and help?"
Yang Chaoqun gave Yang Fan a look that I knew well and said happily: "Don't feel embarrassed. If you are willing to come back and inherit the ancestral business, it's too late for you and your mother to be happy. There is no need to help secretly behind your back!"
Yes, misunderstood.
We can't continue like this. If we continue, our parents will definitely become more hopeful and more disappointed. It would be bad if they were hit so hard that their blood pressure soars.
Therefore, Yang Fan decided not to hide it anymore, and the turtle breath technique on his body was slightly restrained, directly revealing the energy and blood aura of a first-level martial artist.
Yang Chaoqun was stunned for a moment, and then his body froze. He didn't even care that the food in the pot was burnt. He turned around and stared at Yang Fan.
"Son, am I right? You are actually... a martial artist now?"
"How is this possible? It shouldn't be?"
"You were clearly a level 2 martial arts disciple a few days ago. It makes no sense that you became a level 1 martial artist in just two or three days. You shouldn't be growing so fast even if you take chemical fertilizers, right?"
Lao Yang was really shocked.
But what was the disappointment and loss on his face after the shock? He was really determined to let his son stay in the restaurant for the rest of his life
Yang Fan was speechless, is this really his biological father
"When I was in school, I suddenly made a breakthrough for some reason. However, I was not a first-level martial artist, but had been promoted to a fourth-level martial artist!"
Yang Fan decided to do something more exciting, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to shock his parents, so he simply released all his energy and blood cultivation, and the powerful energy and blood fluctuations belonging to the fourth-level martial arts master level were completely released.
Then, with Lao Yang's expression of extreme shock, Yang Fan looked at Lao Yang pretending to be shy: "Dad, accidentally, my martial arts cultivation has surpassed yours."
Lao Yang clutched his chest, feeling very hurt.
He is only a second-level martial artist, but his son is already a fourth-level martial artist. He feels so shameless. If he wants to hit his son in the future, he may not be able to do so.
"Snapped!"
Yang Chaoqun was overstimulated. He slapped the spatula in his hand on the chopping board and shouted loudly to Zhao Linglan outside: "Master! Don't take any more menus from behind. I won't do any business today. I'm going to close the business!"
Zhao Linglan immediately started to rush outside. She rushed to the kitchen in three steps and rushed to the kitchen. As soon as she opened the door, she yelled at Yang Chaoqun: "You bad old man, why are you so crazy? Don't you want to make money even if you have money?"
"What's wrong?!" Yang Chaoqun said in a rare voice, "My son has made a breakthrough in cultivation, I'm happy! Do you have any opinions?!"
Zhao Linglan was stunned, "Fan'er broke through?!"
Only then did she turn her attention to Yang Fan, and Yang's mother was also shocked, with a "fuck" expression on her face, as if she didn't recognize her son.
If Yang Fan only broke through from the second level of martial arts to the third level of martial arts, she could understand it somewhat, but why can't she see through Yang Fan's cultivation now
This spiritual aura shows that Yang Fan is at least a martial artist at the martial arts level now, but how is this possible? His son is a loser at the level of mortal iron!
Zhao Linglan circled around Yang Fan twice, with doubts in her eyes. Is this still her eldest son? He is not a fake, right
"Stop looking! He is your son!" Yang Chaoqun naturally knew what his wife was thinking, and said: "And this child is now a fourth-level martial artist, and his cultivation level is higher than mine!"
Ignoring Yang Chaoqun, Zhao Linglan patted Yang Fan's body left and right, her face getting more and more excited, and suddenly she laughed without any image: "Hahaha, Lao Yang, what did I say? How could Zhao Linglan’s son be a loser?”
"Look at it, this is nothing more than a blockbuster! If you don't make a breakthrough, you will be a fourth level martial artist! I don't think anyone will dare to talk in front of me and call my son a loser, grandma! Their son is a loser!"
Zhao Linglan looked a little proud and happy.
In the end of the world, martial arts is the foundation of everything. If possible, how could Zhao Linglan be willing to let her son be a useless martial arts loser for the rest of his life
I didn't show it before, I just kept it in my heart for fear of hurting my son's self-esteem.
He can only use the excuse of letting his son continue the family business to comfort his son. In fact, who doesn't know that if you want to get ahead, becoming a warrior is the best choice.
Now, Yang Fan suddenly made a breakthrough. The breakthrough was beyond Zhao Linglan's surprise. The breakthrough made Zhao Linglan wild with surprise. She couldn't help but want to jump out and cheer the whole world.
Yang Fan was quite pleased and couldn't help but secretly glance at Lao Yang next to him. See, this is the most appropriate reaction as a parent, learn from it!
However, Yang Fan didn't expect that Yang's mother, who had been comforting him and telling him not to have any psychological burden and not caring about his cultivation or breakthrough, would actually have so many grievances and unwillingness in his heart.
Now, with Yang Fan's breakthrough in cultivation, Yang's mother's long-held emotions finally came out.
She doesn't care if her son has any adventures. Anyway, if he breaks through, it's a breakthrough, and he's proud!
"Good son! It's really embarrassing for your mother!"
Without saying a word, Zhao Linglan picked up Yang Fan's handsome face and kissed her hard. Then she happily said to Yang Chaoqun: "You bad old man, you finally did something right today."
"Closed!"
“Business must be closed!”
Zhao Linglan waved her fist vigorously, even more excited than Yang Chaoqun just now, and shouted loudly: "No matter how much money I make, I won't make it anymore. I want to free up space in the store to hold a celebration banquet for my son!"
"Call all the talkative women around who have said bad things about my son, and let them open their eyes and take a good look at whose son is the loser! Hehehehe!"
Zhao Linglan held her hands in her arms and turned her nostrils upward, feeling a little like floating when she got up.
Yang Fan quickly stopped him: "No, Mom, we have to keep a low profile! We can't raise our tails as soon as we get some results, that's not good. Besides, they are all neighbors, so I would be embarrassed if I called them all over."
Seeing that his mother looked a little unkind, Yang Fan raised his head and continued: "I think it's better for us to do this. You take me with you in the evening and we go door to door. Whoever says it harshly, we will do it." How about staying at their house for a while?"
Yang Chaoqun: "..."
Zhao Linglan: "..."
When did this kid become so bad
You have to block other people's doors to show off. How can you be considered low-key? He also said not to raise your tail, but I think you have it higher than anyone else! It’s almost reaching the sky!
However, this idea sounds like a good one, right
Zhao Linglan agreed with Yang Fan's method almost instantly. Slapping him in the face not only saves money but also vents his anger. It's really not that satisfying.
Such a good idea, why didn't she think of it just now
What else can I say, my son is the most promising? He can even vent his anger on me with such originality!
Zhao Linglan held her head high, proud!
(End of chapter)