Chapter 226 Mom, Let's Keep a Low Profile!

"What are you still doing, come and help me!"

Yang Chaoqun urged, and threw Yang Fan a frying pan directly, pouted his lips at him, and the order menu was displayed on the electronic screen next to him, allowing him to choose what to cook.

Yang Fan opened his mouth, didn't he say he would come to help?

"Don't ink, 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, and couldn't bear his small eyes full of anticipation, so he shrugged his shoulders lightly. Forget it, you can improve your strength at any time. Now, let's satisfy your father first. .

Counting it, it has been a long time since he helped his father in the kitchen.

After thinking about it, Yang Fan stopped ink stains, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the spatula, added oil and fried sugar, and started to do what he said.

The culinary skill at +22 is not a joke. Yang Fan's way of dancing the cooking pot is not inferior to that of Lao Yang, who has been a chef for more than 20 years.

"You cook the third-level wild beef with a strong fire, and your understanding of the control of the fire will be deepened, and your cooking skills will be +2."

"You successfully made a plate of third-grade stir-fried beef, and your understanding of cooking skills has improved to a higher level, cooking skills +3."

"..."

In a short while, Yang Fan cooked more than ten dishes, and his cooking skill points directly reached fifty-five points.

At this time, Yang Fan's aura was stronger, and he was more than calm during the stir-frying and frying. The fried dishes were not only delicious, but also very fast. Master Yang only cooked eight dishes.

Although the dishes cooked by the two were slightly different, the gap of four dishes made Yang Chaoqun feel that he was getting old and his hands and feet were starting to degenerate?

Otherwise, how could he be inferior to this eldest son who hasn't touched a pot 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 pleased and relieved, and couldn't help but boast to Yang Fan: "With your culinary talent,

If Ken stays in the back kitchen for two years, his future achievements will definitely not be worse than that of me as an old man! "

Yang Fan curled his lips, Dad still likes to brag so much.

Would it take two years to surpass him? Yang Fan felt that his current cooking skills were enough to crush Lao Yang. Yang Fan, who has fifty-five points of culinary skills, has swelled to the point where he doesn't take his father seriously.

"So, dear son." Yang Chaoqun took the opportunity to persuade again: "After graduation, don't think about practicing martial arts anymore. What kind of future can you become a martial artist? Stay in the restaurant and carry forward our Yang family restaurant. That's the right way! Otherwise, your culinary talent will be in vain!"

"But that's it again." Yang Chaoqun stopped stir-frying, raised his fingers to a few pieces of monster meat on the chopping board, and asked Yang Fan curiously: "Who are these special monster meat?" Where did you get it, is there a stable supply?"

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

Yang Chaoqun was in high spirits, his eyes were shining brightly.

Yang Fan asked suspiciously: "There must be a source of goods. As long as there is a need in the store, I can ship back as much as you want. But, Dad, how do you know that I put these meats in the refrigerator?"

Yang Chaoqun was taken aback: "Why, didn't I tell you? I installed a surveillance camera in the refrigerator three years ago when you were in high school. Naturally, I saw you from the surveillance surveillance."

Yang Fan was speechless.

Well, the surveillance system at home has been installed for three years, Yang Fan doesn't even know anything about it, is he stupid for practicing martial arts?

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

Yang Chaoqun gave Yang Fan a look that I knew well, and said with relief: "Don't feel embarrassed, you are willing to come back to inherit the family business, you and your mother are too happy, there is no need to help secretly behind your back!"

Yep, misunderstood.

It can't go on like this anymore. If it goes on like this, my parents will definitely have greater hopes and greater disappointments. It would be bad if they were hit so that their blood pressure soared.

Therefore, Yang Fan decided not to hide it anymore, and the tortoise breathing technique on his body was slightly restrained, directly revealing all the vitality of a first-level martial artist.

Yang Chaoqun was taken aback for a moment, and then his body froze. He didn't care that the dishes in the pot were all burnt, and turned around to stare at Yang Fan.

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

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

"A few days ago, you were obviously a second-level martial artist. It doesn't make sense to become a first-level martial artist in just two or three days. Even if you eat chemical fertilizers, you shouldn't grow so fast?"

Lao Yang was really shocked.

But what happened to the disappointment and loss on his face after the shock? He really wanted his son to stay 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 somehow. However, I am not a first-level martial artist, but I have been promoted to a fourth-level martial artist!"

Yang Fan decided to add some excitement, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to shock his parents, so he simply let go of all his qi and blood cultivation, and the powerful qi and blood fluctuations belonging to the fourth-level martial artist level were completely released.

Then, in Lao Yang's extremely shocked expression, Yang Fan looked at Lao Yang pretending to be ashamed: "Father, if you are not careful, my martial arts cultivation has already surpassed yours."

Lao Yang clutched his chest, very hurt.

He is only a second-level martial artist, but his son is already a fourth-level martial artist. I feel so ashamed. If I want to beat my son in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat him.

"Snapped!"

Yang Chaoqun was overexcited, he slapped the spatula in his hand on the chopping board, and shouted loudly to Zhao Linglan outside: "Master of the house! Don't take any more menus from the back. I won't do business today. I'm going to close the shop!"

Zhao Linglan immediately went into a rage outside, rushed to the kitchen in three steps, and yelled at Yang Chaoqun as soon as he slammed the door: "You old man, why are you crazy, don't you want to make money if you have money?"

"What's wrong?!" Yang Chaoqun's voice raised, and he was hardened once in a while: "My son's cultivation has broken through, I'm happy! Do you have any opinions?!"

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

At this time, she turned her attention to Yang Fan, and Yang's mother was also shocked, with a horrible expression on her face, as if she didn't know her son anymore.

If Yang Fan only broke through from the second level of martial arts to the third level of martial arts, she can somewhat understand, but why can't she see through Yang Fan's cultivation now?

The psionic aura of this body shows that Yang Fan is at least a warrior at the level of a martial artist, but how is this possible, his son is a waste of the level of Fantie!

Zhao Linglan walked around Yang Fan twice, with doubts in her eyes, is this still her eldest son, don't be a fake?

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

Ignoring Yang Chaoqun, Zhao Linglan patted Yang Fan's left and right again, his face became more and more excited, and suddenly he laughed without any image: "Hahaha, Lao Yang, what did I say, I How could Zhao Linglan's son be a good-for-nothing?"

"Look at it, it's nothing but a blockbuster! If you don't break through, you'll be a fourth-level martial artist! I see who will dare to chew their tongues in front of me in the future, calling my son a good-for-nothing, grandma! Their son is a good-for-nothing!"

Zhao Linglan was a little elated, looking extremely happy.

In the apocalypse, martial arts are the foundation of everything. If it was possible, how could Zhao Linglan be willing to let her son be a waste of martial arts for the rest of his life?

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

The only way to comfort him is to let his son inherit the family business as an excuse. In fact, no one knows that becoming a warrior is the best choice if he wants to get ahead.

Now, Yang Fan suddenly made a breakthrough, the breakthrough was beyond Zhao Linglan's surprise, and the breakthrough made Zhao Linglan ecstatic, and couldn't help but want to jump out and cheer the whole world to announce.

Yang Fan was quite relieved, and he couldn't help but secretly glanced at Lao Yang next to him, seeing, this is the reaction a parent should have the most, learn from it!

However, Yang Fan did not expect that Yang Ma, who had been comforting him all the time so that he would not have a psychological burden and didn't care about cultivation or breakthrough, would have so much grievance and unwillingness in her heart.

Now, with the breakthrough of Yang Fan's cultivation base, Yang's mother's long-logged emotions finally burst out.

She doesn't care if her son has any adventures, anyway, a breakthrough is a breakthrough, and she is proud!

"Good son! It's really embarrassing to your mother!"

Without further ado, Zhao Linglan hugged Yang Fan's handsome face and kissed him hard, then said cheerfully to Yang Chaoqun: "You old man, you finally did something right today."

"Closed!"

"It must be closed!"

Zhao Linglan waved her fist vigorously, more excited than Yang Chaoqun just now, and shouted loudly: "I won't earn any more money, I will make room for my son's celebration banquet in the store!"

"Call all the gossips around here who have said bad things about my son, and tell them to open their dog eyes to see whose son is the good-for-nothing! Heh heh heh!"

Zhao Linglan hugged her arms with her arms, her nostrils were facing the sky, she felt like she was going to float when she trembled.

Yang Fan hurriedly stopped him: "Don't, Mom, let's keep a low profile! You can't just get a little grade and turn your tail, it's not good. Besides, they are all neighbors, and I would feel embarrassed if I called everyone over."

Seeing that his mother's complexion was a bit unkind, Yang Fan raised his head, and then said: "I think it's better for us to be like this. You take me with you at night, and we go door to door. Whoever speaks harshly, we will How about staying at their house for a while?"

Yang Chaoqun: "..."

Zhao Linglan: "..."

When did this kid become so bad?

This is going to block people's doors to show off, so what kind of low-key is it? He also said not to raise your tail, I think you are taller than anyone else! It's almost going to the sky!

However, this idea sounds like a good idea, isn't it?

Zhao Linglan agreed with Yang Fan's method almost instantly, and the door-to-door slap in the face saves money and vents anger. It's really not too cool.

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

How else to put it, my son is the most promising, he can be so ingenious even to vent his anger on his old lady!

Zhao Linglan held her head high, proud!