"What are you still standing there? Come and help!"

Yang Chaoqun urged him and threw it to Yang Fan directly, and blamed his mouth for him. The menu for ordering was on the electronic screen next to him, allowing him to choose to cook by himself.

Yang Fan opened his mouth, he had never said he wanted to come and help?

"Don't let Moji, stinky brat, it's time to show everyone your cooking skills!"

Yang Chaoqun gave Yang Fan an encouraging look and was full of expectations.

Yang Fan looked at each other with his father, and couldn't stand his little look of anticipation. He couldn't help but shrugging. Forget it, it's okay to improve his strength at any time. Now, let's satisfy your father first.

It has been a long time since he helped his father in the kitchen.

After thinking about it, Yang Fan stopped moji, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the spatula, fryed the candy, and started to do it as soon as he said it was done.

+22 points of cooking skills are not a joke. Yang Fan’s cooking pot rack style is no less than that of Lao Yang, who has been a chef for more than 20 years.

"You cook and stir-fry the third-level man beef with a strong heat, and your understanding of the heat control will deepen, and your cooking skills will be +2."

"You have successfully made a plate of three-level fried beef, and your understanding of cooking skills has reached a higher level, and cooking skills +3."

“…”

In a short while, Yang Fan cooked more than ten dishes, and his cooking skills were directly reduced to fifty-five points.

At this time, Yang Fan's momentum was even more intense. He was calm while stir-frying and cooking. The dishes he fryed were not only full of color, fragrance and taste, but also very fast. In this moment, he fryed twelve plates, but Master Yang only fryed eight plates.

Although the dishes made by the two were slightly different, the gap between the four plates made Yang Chaoqun feel that he was old and his hands and feet began to deteriorate?

Otherwise, how could he be able to be able to compare with his eldest son who hasn't touched the pot and spoon in almost two years?

"You boy, you are born to be a chef's material!"

Yang Chaoqun felt a little sad, but he was more happy and relieved. He couldn't help but praise Yang Fan: "With your cooking talent, if you are willing to stay in the kitchen for two years, your future achievements will definitely not be worse than those of me, as I am!"

Yang Fan curled his lips, my dad still loves bragging so much.

Does it take so long to surpass him? Yang Fan feels that his cooking skills are enough to crush Lao Yang. Yang Fan, who has 55 points of cooking skills, has already expanded to the point of not taking him seriously.

"So, good son." Yang Chaoqun took the opportunity to persuade him again: "After graduation, stop thinking about practicing martial arts. What future can you have for becoming a martial artist? Stay in the restaurant and promote our Yang family restaurant. Otherwise, you will be wasting your good cooking talent!"

"But then again." Yang Chaoqun stopped stirring in his hand, raised his hand and pointed at several pieces of monster meat on the chopping board, and asked Yang Fan curiously: "Where did you get these special monster meat? Do you have a stable source of goods?"

"Let me tell you, son, the business in our store is so good today is all because of this special monster beast flesh. If there is really a stable purchase channel, our family will be developed in the future!"

Yang Chaoqun was excited and his eyes were emitting light.

Yang Fan asked in confusion: "There must be a source of goods. As long as the store needs it, I can ship it back to you as much as possible. But, Dad, how did you know that I put this meat in the refrigerator?"

Yang Chaoqun was stunned: "What, haven't I told you before? I installed surveillance in the refrigerator room three years ago when you were in high school. Of course, I saw you from the surveillance."

Yang Fan was speechless.

Okay, the surveillance camera at home has been installed for three years, but this kid Yang Fan doesn’t know at all. Are you stupid in practicing martial arts?

"By the way, have you already made plans to come back to help?"

Yang Chaoqun gave Yang Fan a look that I understand, and said with relief: "Don't feel embarrassed. You are willing to come back and inherit your ancestral property. It's too late for you and your mother to be happy. There is no need to help secretly on your back!"

Well, I was misunderstood.

I can't continue like this anymore. If I continue, my parents will definitely have greater hope and greater disappointment in a while. If my blood pressure soars, it will be bad.

Therefore, Yang Fan decided not to hide it anymore. The turtle breathing technique on his body was slightly restrained, and directly revealed all the qi and blood breath of the warrior level one.

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

"Son, I'm not right, are you... already a martial artist?"

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

"You were obviously a second-level martial artist a few days ago. It's unreasonable that you became a first-level martial artist in just two or three days. Even if you eat fertilizer, you shouldn't grow so fast?"

Lao Yang was indeed shocked.

But what happened to his disappointment and loss after his shocked look? In addition, he really wanted to keep his son in the restaurant for the rest of his life?

Yang Fan was speechless, is this really his real father?

"When I was in school, I suddenly broke through. However, it was not a first-level martial artist, but had already advanced to a fourth-level martial artist!"

Yang Fan decided to do something exciting, otherwise he would be afraid that he would really not be able to shake his father and mother, so he simply released all his qi and blood cultivation, and the powerful qi and blood fluctuations at the level of a level 4 martial artist were completely emitted.

Then, in Lao Yang's extremely shocked expression, Yang Fan looked at Lao Yang with shame: "Dad, by accident, my martial arts cultivation has surpassed you."

Lao Yang covered his chest and was very injured.

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 beat his son in the future, he may be a little bit unbeatable.

"Bang!"

Yang Chaoqun was too excited and slapped the spatula in his hand on the chopping board, shouting loudly to Zhao Linglan outside: "Original! Don't take the menu behind you anymore. If you don't do your business today, I'm going to close the business!"

Zhao Linglan was furious outside and rushed to the kitchen in three steps. She slammed the door and clamored at Yang Chaoqun, "You old man, why are you crazy? Don't you want to make money?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Chaoqun raised his voice and said with a rare tough look: "My son has broken through his cultivation level, I'm happy! Do you have any objections?!"

Zhao Linglan was stunned, "Fan'er broke through?!"

Only then did she turn her attention to Yang Fan, and Yang's mother was shocked, with a sarcastic expression on her face, as if she didn't know her son anymore.

If Yang Fan had just broken through from the second level of the martial artist to the third level of the martial artist, she would have some understanding, but now she couldn't see through Yang Fan's cultivation skills?

This spiritual aura shows that Yang Fan is at least a martial artist at the level of a martial artist, but how is this possible? His son is a waste of iron level!

Zhao Linglan turned around Yang Fan twice, with doubt in her eyes. Is this still her eldest son? Not a fake guy?

"Don't look at it! He is your son!" Yang Chaoqun naturally knew what his wife was thinking and said, "And this child is now at level 4 of the martial artist, and his cultivation is higher than mine!"

Ignoring Yang Chaoqun, Zhao Linglan patted Yang Fan's body and patted him, his face getting more and more excited, and suddenly he laughed without any image: "Hahaha, Lao Yang, what am I saying? How could my Zhao Linglan's son be useless?"

"Look, this is the reason why I don't make a sound, and it's awesome! If I don't make a breakthrough, it's a level 4 of the martial arts master! I think who will dare to gossip in front of me again in the future, saying that my son is a useless man, grandma! Their son is a useless man!"

Zhao Linglan was a little proud and looked very happy.

In the end of the world, martial arts is the foundation of everything. If possible, how could Zhao Linglan be willing to let his son be a martial arts waste for the rest of his life?

I didn't show it before, just because I was afraid of hurting my son's self-esteem, so I kept it all in my heart.

Only by using the excuse to comfort your son to continue his family business is to comfort him. In fact, no one knows that if you want to make a name for yourself, becoming a warrior is the best choice.

Now, Yang Fan suddenly broke through, and the breakthrough was beyond Zhao Linglan's surprise. Zhao Linglan was ecstatic and couldn't help but want to jump out and cheer the world's announcement.

Yang Fan was quite relieved and couldn't help but glance at Lao Yang next to him. Look, this is the most important reaction for parents, learn a little!

However, Yang Fan did not expect that Yang's mother, who had been comforting him on weekdays, told him not to have a psychological burden, not care about the fact that she had no breakthrough in her cultivation, had accumulated so much grievance and reluctance in her heart.

Now, with Yang Fan's cultivation breakthrough, Yang Ma's long-standing emotions finally burst out.

She doesn’t care whether her son has any adventures. Anyway, if she breaks through, she will make a breakthrough and she will be proud!

"Good son! I really make your mother look good!"

Without saying a word, Zhao Linglan picked up Yang Fan's handsome face and kissed him fiercely, then said to Yang Chaoqun happily: "You old man, you finally did something right today."

“Closed business!”

“It must be closed!”

Zhao Linglan waved her fists hard, even more excited than Yang Chaoqun just now, shouting loudly: "No matter how much money you have, I won't make any money. I want to hold a celebration banquet for my son in the store!"

"Call all the tongue-in-laws around who have said bad things about my son, so that they can open their eyes and see who is the waste of their son! Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhao Linglan held her arms with her hands, her nostrils facing the sky, and when she felt proud, she felt a little like she wanted to float.

Yang Fan quickly stopped him: "No, mom, let's keep a low profile! You can't just get a little bit of success, it's not good. And they are all neighbors, so I'll be embarrassed if I call everyone over."

Seeing that my mother's expression was a little bad, Yang Fan raised his head and continued, "I think we'd better do we do this. You take me with you to go door to door to go. Who said it ruthlessly? Let's stay in their house for a while, how about it?"

Yang Chaoqun: “…”

Zhao Linglan: “…”

When did this kid become so miserable?

This is all about blocking other people's doors to show off. What kind of low-key ones are you? You also said you shouldn't be squinted. I think you are more tall than anyone else! You are almost overwhelming!

However, this idea sounds good, is it?

Zhao Linglan almost instantly agreed with Yang Fan's method, and came to the door to slap in the face, which saved money and vented her anger. It was so satisfying.

Such a good idea, why didn't she think of it just now?

Otherwise, my son is the most promising, even venting his anger on me can be so ingenious!
Chapter completed!