The sound is sweet.

The sugar content is at least four plus signs, which is so sweet that it makes people a little confused.

Yang Fan glanced at the Jiufen steak and a pot of super large portion of beef noodles on the table. He smacked his lips twice, and didn't want to open the door.

Because the lady outside said that she was obviously attracted by the aroma of steak and beef noodles, so I came here to have a free meal.

How could this be? He has been hungry for a day, and these things are not enough for him to eat alone. How could he take them out and share them with others?

No matter how sweet the sound is, no matter how good the saliva is, she will not stop her fullness and cannot cure her hunger, right?

Yang Fan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of steak that was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and put it to his mouth and took a bite.

In an instant, the tenderness and burnt fragrance of the man beef filled the whole mouth. Yang Fan took a long breath of comfort. This was the most serious delicacy, and this was what he should eat.

To be honest, compared to the steak he cooked, the food in the buffet restaurant is all rubbish!

Yang Fan raised his head with confidence and arrogant attitude, and was very proud.

After he bit the burnt steak, the tender and sweaty inside was exposed, and the meat and sour aroma wrapped in the outer layer of the slightly burnt beef skin also exploded and spread out in an instant.

For a moment, the fragrance in the kitchen became more and more intense and seductive. The man and woman standing outside the door also became more and more surprised and anxious.

Slap sex!

The knock on the door came again.

"I don't know what the master is, so it may be a bit presumptuous to say this. I hope the master will not blame him." A middle-aged man's voice sounded softly: "I would like to pay 100,000 federal coins and ask the master to cook a dish with his own hands. Any dish is fine. I hope the master can give up his love!"

"Yes, please, Master! One hundred thousand is not enough, two hundred thousand, and two hundred thousand is not enough, three hundred thousand is enough. As long as you speak, we will pay for the best money!" The sweet female voice just now also spoke again: "My baby hasn't eaten anything for ten days. If there is no way to let him eat, I'm afraid..."

Yang Fan curled his lips lightly. He hadn't eaten for ten days, so what's there to make a fuss about?

For warriors above martial arts, even if they don’t eat for half a month or a month, they will definitely not starve to death. At most, they will feel a little uncomfortable in their stomachs.

With spiritual power as a supplement to daily consumption, it is not that easy to starve to death.

However, the price they mentioned is very exciting.

A dish of 100,000 yuan is not short of money for this family.

When opening a store to do business, Yang Fan likes to be friends with such a rich man who doesn’t take money seriously.

As for the 200,000 and 300,000 that the woman said in the end, Yang Fan didn't take it seriously at all. Even if what she said was true, Yang Fan wouldn't really sell her 300,000 dishes.

He still disdains to do things like taking advantage of the situation of robbery and cheating people.

It’s said that 100,000 yuan is only 100,000 yuan, it can’t be higher!

Well, that's so upright!

Yang Fan looked down at the black pepper steak that had been handed over on his chopsticks. He suddenly felt a little distressed. He bit off almost 10,000 yuan in this bite!

I can't afford it, I can't afford it anymore!

Yang Fan sighed lightly, then stepped to the door and opened the kitchen door. He saw a middle-aged couple standing in front of the door with a longing look on their faces.

The man is tall and tall, about 1.75 meters tall, gentle, elegant and approachable.

The woman has a slim figure and a good face. Even when she reaches middle age, her skin is still as white as water, and she is amazingly beautiful. The sound that was a bit sweet and lifeless just now should have come from her.

So Yang Fan unconsciously glanced at this woman more. This was the second female voice that Yang Fan had heard, except for Master Zhu Yiping in the martial arts school.

Unlike Zhu Yiping's voice, the voice of the middle-aged woman in front of her is very compatible with her appearance.

The person is beautiful, the voice is sweet, and it looks extremely comfortable, without any sense of incongruity.

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

At this time, behind the couple, a small head suddenly came out. A thin little boy about the same height as Yang Guo, pulled the woman's skirt from behind, carefully looked at Yang Fan, and the piece of barbarian steak that had been bitten by the chopsticks in Yang Fan's hand.

Gudong!

The little boy's saliva sounded.

The couple was excited and surprised when they heard this. This was the first time in ten days that the little guy took the initiative to tell them that they were hungry.

This time, they did not come to the wrong place!

"Sir, you're so rude!" The middle-aged man was a little surprised by Yang Fan's youth, but the accident was soon interrupted by his son's hungry voice. He bowed and bowed to Yang Fan and said, "Introduce yourself, I am Wang Zhihe, this is the inner person Zhao Lin and the son Wang Yuansheng."

Even if he was anxious, Wang Zhihe still said to Yang Fan politely: "I wonder if this gentleman can give up..."

"This kid is poisoned?"

Yang Fan looked at the little boy's face for a moment, and instantly felt something was wrong. Lai Hao is also a doctor now. Although his medical skills are not very high, he does not lack the eyesight he should have.

Zhao Lin was shocked and asked Yang Fan repeatedly: "Young sir, have you seen it? Have you ever encountered this poison before? I wonder if it can be...?"

"Zhao Lin!" Wang Zhihe interrupted Zhao Lin's words, "Don't seek medical treatment in a hurry. You will make this gentleman embarrassed if you do this!"

"It's okay." Yang Fan waved his hand lightly and said, "It's understandable that my parents are pitiful. To introduce myself, my name is Yang Fan, a senior high school student at the South China Martial Arts School in Xichucheng, and is also the third generation successor of the Yang Family Restaurant."

In order to sell his steak smoothly, Yang Fan brought out all the brands of Yang's restaurant. If these words were heard by Comrade Yang Chaoqun, the second-generation successor of Yang's restaurant, I wonder if I would feel particularly relieved.

"So it's classmate Yang!" Wang Zhihe politely bowed to Yang Fan, and did not despise him because he was still a student. "The master of South China has also met me once. I haven't seen each other for more than ten years. I wonder what's going on with him now?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "TOEFL, the old principal is as usual."

"Zhihe!" Feeling that the son behind him seemed to be unable to wait, he looked at the half steak in Yang Fan's hand, his eyes almost turned green, and Zhao Lin couldn't help but remind Wang Zhihe softly.

When is this time? You still have the leisure to get along with others and reminisce about the past, so hurry up and tell me serious things!

Through the gap between Yang Fan and the cabin door, Wang Zhihe saw the only square table in the kitchen, filled with steaming dishes. He looked happy and asked Yang Fan again: "Student Yang Fan, you have seen the dog's condition. I wonder if you can give up. Give us one of the dishes you just cooked? Don't worry, the price you just said will not be less than a cent. I just hope you can even give it to the dog's son. How about it?"

"Since Mr. Wang knows the old principal, he is not an outsider. I have to help you with this. Come on, don't stay outside. Please come in quickly!"

Yang Fan moved away from his figure and enthusiastically invited the three of them to the kitchenette.

After giving the family of three to the dining table, Yang Fan took a few steps and swallowed the half of the steak in his hand and first filled his stomach, which was so hungry that he had already filled his stomach.

Then, he took out a pair of clean bowls and chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet, snatched a bowl of steaming noodles from the basin, picked out two large pieces of beef a millimeter thick, and gently pushed them in front of Wang Yuansheng.

"The steak is too greasy and difficult to digest. Let's try it out first."

A child who has not eaten for ten days can be so mentally healthy. Needless to say, it must be that Wang Zhihe and his wife fed him or injected him with certain spiritual medicines or spiritual liquids, which can keep his overall vitality stable.

Rich people.

Even if you are poisoned or have anorexia, you will not die easily.

Otherwise, if such a disease occurs to children from poor families, if they do not eat for ten days, they will be hungry and even die of breath.

However, even if you have spiritual medicines to nourish your stomach and not eat for ten days, your gastrointestinal function will be depleted. Eating some pasta will help stimulate intestinal peristalsis and digestion.

As for the two slices of thin beef, they had already been stewed so soft that they were eroded and melted in their mouths. The spiritual power and blood contained in the meat could effectively supplement his physical deficit caused by his inability to eat these days.

Don’t underestimate these two slices, which are less than half a tael of barbecue slices. After all, they are the essence of the level three demon cap, which is enough for a child who only has a level six martial artist.

Speaking of Wang Yuansheng's cultivation, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh again, the children of rich families are so good!

I have been in short supply since I was a child and have no worries about spiritual medicine. I am only over ten years old and I am already a level 6 martial artist, one level higher than An Shengde Fatty!

If An Sheng saw this child, he would definitely feel inferior to himself and want to die.

"Splash!"

"Splash!"

The sound of Wang Yuansheng sucking noodles quickly came from the kitchen. He ate so sweetly, just like a starving ghost reincarnation.

Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin were delighted at the same time, and looked at their son eating noodles with heartache and doting, their eyes wet with excitement.

After ten days, their son finally started eating again!

Originally, they wanted to take their son to the garrison to try their luck and see if they could find a way to cure their son.

Unexpectedly, before they arrived at the garrison, they had already encountered Yang Fan so lucky, which temporarily alleviated their son's anorexia problem.

Yang Fan's cooking skills have definitely reached the master level. Even in the guarding palace, there may not be many people who can compare with him.

"Mr. Wang, Mrs. Wang, I wonder if you want to give me one too?" Yang Fan raised his hand and pointed to the barbarian steak on the table, and whispered to the two of them: "I just prepared a little bit too much. If you don't mind, why not join us?"

Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin looked up at Yang Fan at the same time and looked at Yang Fan with some anticipation: "Is it really OK? This won't disturb you, right?"

"It's okay!" Yang Fan waved his hand, "Customers are God, as long as you don't dislike it."
Chapter completed!