I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

"What are you doing, come help!"

Yang Chaoqun rushed out and directly threw it to Yang Fan, a wok, and gave him a mouthful. The menu for ordering was on the electronic screen next to him, letting him choose cooking.

Yang Fan opened his mouth, he did not say to come to help?

"Don't ink, stinky boy, it's time to show you your cooking!"

Yang Chaoqun gave Yang Fan an encouraging look and looked forward to it.

Yang Fan and the old man looked at each other and couldn't stand the small eyes that he looked forward to. He couldn't help but shrug his shoulders. If you can improve your strength, now, let's meet your dad first. .

It has been a long time since he has not helped the old man in the kitchen.

I want to stop, Yang Fan is no longer ink, pick up the sleeves, take up the spatula, add sugar and sugar, and dry it up.

+22 points of cooking is not a joke, Yang Fan dance dish is not a little more than a chef who has been a chef for twenty years.

"You are cooking on the third-grade beef, and you have a deeper understanding of the control of the fire, cooking +2."

“You have succeeded in making a three-stage sizzling beef, and the understanding of cooking is even higher, cooking +3.”

"..."

After a while, Yang Fan fired more than ten dishes, and the skills of cooking skills were directly brushed to fifty-five.

At this time, Yang Fan's body is more full, and between the frying and frying, it is more than enough. The dish that is fried is not only full of flavor and flavor, but also thief fast. At this moment, he has fired twelve plates. Master Yang Yang only fired eight sets.

Although the dishes cooked by the two were slightly different, the gap between the four sets in the middle made Yang Chaoqun feel that he was old, and his hands and feet began to degenerate.

Otherwise, how could he compare to this older son who hasn't touched the pot spoon for almost two years?

"Your boy, it is natural to be a cook!"

Yang Chaoqun’s heart is a bit sour, but more is still delighted and gratified. He can’t help but scream to Yang Fan: “If you are a chef in this body, if you are willing to stay in the kitchen for two years, the future Achievement will never be worse than my father!"

Yang Fan grinned, and Dad still loves to brag.

Want to exceed him for two years, Yang Fan feels that his current cooking is enough to crush Lao Yang. Yang Fan, who has 55 points of cooking on his body, has expanded to the point where he does not give his son a look.

"So, oh, son." Yang Chaoqun once again took the opportunity to persuade: "After graduating, don't think about what to practice, become a future for Wufu, stay in the shop, and let our Yangjia restaurant flourish. It’s the right way! Otherwise, you will have such a good cooking talent!”

"But then it’s back." Yang Chaoqun’s action in the hands of the stir-fry stopped, and raised a few pieces of monster meat on the chopping board. He curiously asked Yang Fan: "These special monsters are the meat you are Where did you get it, is there a stable source of supply?"

"I tell you about my son. Our business in today's store can be so good. It's all because of this special kind of monster meat. If there is a stable purchase channel, then our family will be developed!"

Yang Chaoqun is full of enthusiasm, both eyes are shining.

Yang Fan asked: "There is definitely a supply. As long as there is a need in the store, I can send it back to you. However, Dad, how do you know that the meat is put in the cold room?"

Yang Chaoqun said: "Why didn't I tell you? When I was in high school three years ago, I installed surveillance in the cold room. Naturally, I saw you from the monitor."

Yang Fan is speechless.

Well, the home monitoring has been installed for three years, Yang Fan this kid did not even know at all, is the refining martial arts stupid?

"In other words, have you already prepared to come back to help?"

Yang Chaoqun gave Yang Fan a look that I all know, and said with relief: "You don't have to feel embarrassed, you are willing to come back to inherit the ancestral business, you are too happy to be happy with your mother, there is no need to sneak in the back to help!"

Yes, it was misunderstood.

Can't continue this way anymore. If you continue, my mom and dad will definitely hope for a bigger time, and the disappointment will be greater. If the blood pressure is so high, it will be bad.

Therefore, Yang Fan decided not to conceal, the body's tortoise method slightly converged, directly revealing all the qi and blood of the martial arts level.

Yang Chaoqun stunned, and then the body was a stiff, the dishes in the pot were burnt, he didn't care, turned and stared at Yang Fan.

"Son, I am not mistaken, you are now... actually turned out to be a martial artist?"

"How is this possible? Shouldn't it?"

"You have been a second-level martial artist in the past few days. It doesn't make sense for two or three days to become a first-class martial artist. Even if you eat fertilizer, you shouldn't grow so fast?"

Old Yang was shocked.

However, what happened to his disappointment and loss after his face was shocked, and he was really eager to let his son stay in the restaurant for a lifetime?

Yang Fan is speechless. Is this really a relative?

"When I was at school, I suddenly broke through somehow. However, I was not a first-class martial artist, but I have already advanced to a four-level martial artist!"

Yang Fan decided to have some more excitement, otherwise he would not be able to shake his old aging mother. He simply repaired all his qi and blood and released it. The powerful blood volatility at the level of the four-level martial artist was completely exuded.

Then, in the extremely shocked look of Lao Yang, Yang Fan pretended to look at Lao Yang with shame: "Oh, accidentally, my martial arts repair has already surpassed you."

Old Yang rubbed his chest and was very hurt.

He is only a second-level martial artist, but his son is already a martial artist level four. He feels good and has no face. If he wants to beat his son later, he will be a little bit beaten.

"Snapped!"

Yang Chaoqun was over-stimulated. He shot the spatula in his hand on the chopping board and shouted to Zhao Linglan outside. "Don't be the door! The menu behind you should not be picked up. Today's business is not done, Laozi has to close the door!"

Zhao Linglan started directly from the outside, and made two rushes to the kitchen in three steps. When he slammed the door, Yang Chaoqun loudly yelled: "You are a bad old man, what crazy, do you want to earn money?"

"What's wrong?!" Yang Chaoqun's voice was mentioned, and it was hard to get a hard time: "My son has made a breakthrough, I am happy! Do you have any opinions?!"

Zhao Linglan stunned, "Sail broke through?!"

At this time, she turned her attention to Yang Fan's body, and Yang Ma was shocked. She looked at her face and seemed to not know her son.

If Yang Fan only broke through from the Wushu Level 2 to the Wushu Level 3, she could still understand a little bit, but for Mao, she couldn’t even see Yang Fan’s repairs?

The psionic breath of this body shows that Yang Fan is now at least a warrior at the level of the martial arts, but how is this possible? My son is a waste wood at the iron level!

Zhao Linglan turned around Yang Fan for two laps, with doubts in his eyes. Is this still her eldest son, isn't it a counterfeit?

"Don't look! He is your son!" Yang Chaoqun naturally knows what his wife is thinking, saying: "And this child is now a four-level martial art, and it is higher than me!"

Without Yang Yangqun, Zhao Linglan patted and patted on Yang Fan’s body, and his face became more and more excited. He suddenly laughed without a bit of image: “Ha ha ha, Lao Yang, what do I say, I How could Zhao Linglan’s son be a firewood?”

"Look at it, this is no sound, it's a blockbuster! If you don't break through, you will have a breakthrough. It's a martial artist's fourth grade! I will dare to chew my tongue in front of me and say that my son is a waste wood, hehe! Their son is the firewood!"

Zhao Linglan was a little elated, and he was very happy.

In the end of the world, martial arts is the root of everything. If possible, how could Zhao Linglan be willing to let his son make a martial arts firewood for a lifetime?

I didn’t show it before, but I was afraid of hurting my son’s self-respect, and all of them were in my heart.

Only by letting his son continue his family business as an excuse to comfort his son, in fact, who does not know, to become a leader, to become a military is the best choice.

Now, Yang Fan suddenly broke through, breaking through Zhao Linglan's accident, breaking through to make Zhao Linglan surprise, can not help but want to jump out and cheered the world notice.

Yang Fan was very pleased, and couldn’t help but glance at the old Yang next to him. Look, this is the most important response for parents, learn something!

However, Yang Fan did not think that he had been comforting him on weekdays so that he did not have a psychological burden. He did not care about repairing Yang Yang, who did not break through the breakthrough, and there was a backlog of so many grievances and unwillingness.

Now, with the breakthrough of Yang Fanxiu, Yang’s backlog of emotions has finally come out.

She didn't care if her son had any adventures. Anyway, the breakthrough is a breakthrough, it is pride!

"Good son! Really give your mom a face!"

Zhao Linglan said nothing. He picked up Yang Fan’s handsome face and kissed him. Then he cheerfully said to Yang Chao: "You are the old man, and today it is the right thing."

"Closed!"

"It must be closed!"

Zhao Linglan violently waved his fist, and he was even more excited than Yang Chaoqun. He shouted loudly: "No more money will be earned. The old lady wants to make a celebration feast for her son in the store!"

"Call all the long tongue women who have said bad things about my son, let them look at their dog's eyes and see if their son is scrap! Oh!"

Zhao Linglan holds his hands in his arms, his nostrils are in the sky, and when he gets up, he wants to float.

Yang Fan quickly stopped to stop: "Don't, Mom, let's keep a low profile! You can't just slap your tail with just a little bit of performance. It's not good. And it's all neighbors. I will be embarrassed if I call people all over."

Seeing that my mother’s face was a bit unsatisfactory, Yang Fan’s head was high, and then said: “I think it’s still good, let’s take me at night, let’s go door to door and go door to door. Who’s right? Mtlnovel.com~ Let's stay in their home for a while, how about?"

Yang Chaoqun: "..."

Zhao Linglan: "..."

This child, when did you become so bad?

This has to go to block the door of others to show off, what is the low-key? Also said that you don't want to tilt your tail, I think you are taller than anyone! It’s almost going to the top!

However, this idea seems to sound very good. Is there a wood?

Zhao Linglan almost agreed with Yang Fan's method in an instant, and it was not too cool to save money and ventilate.

Such a good idea, why did she not think of it?

Do you want to say that your son is the most promising, even to the aging mother can be so ingenuity!

Zhao Linglan is holding his head and proud!