I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 122: Yang Family Restaurant, family

Zhao Linglan is driving a second-hand psionic sports car, which does not burn oil and does not charge. As long as a unit of psionic energy can drive two thousand kilometers, there will be no exhaust gas residue.

When approaching the sports car, Yang Fan felt a little itchy, and he couldn’t help but wanted to sit up to the main driver. As a result, Zhao Linglan kicked him to the co-pilot.

"Scary boy, how many times have I told you that you are not allowed to touch the steering wheel!"

Give Yang Yang a strange look. Zhao Linglan got into the main driver and fastened his seat belt. He also signaled Yang Fan to bring his safety belt to him.

"Why?" Yang Fan refused to accept the air: "My driving skills are very good, you have to believe me!"

"I believe you are a ghost. The last time I believed you was that I let you drive the Q1 of your family into the moat. I haven't even caught it yet!"

Zhao Linglan gave Yang Fan a hard look, and then skillfully started the sports car. As soon as he put on the throttle, the sports car went on the road smoothly.

What else?

Yang Fan Nuo Nuo was speechless and completely unimpressed. When will things come out and say, is it interesting?

It has to be said that the psionic sports car is not only stable in performance, but also faster than a batch. In less than ten minutes, they stopped steadily in front of the Yangjia Restaurant in Anping Street.

The restaurant is not big, there are only two facades on the left and right. Because it is not a meal, it is empty and there are no diners.

After Zhao Linglan and Yang Fan walked in from the outside, there was a "Welcome!" message from the back chef in the room, and then the curtain lifted, and a kind and smiling face came out from inside.

Yang Fan's father, Yang Chaoqun.

The third-generation heir of Yangjia Restaurant, a chef who has the first-class strength of a martial artist but has never been out of town to hunt and kill monsters.

Seeing Zhao Linglan’s mother and son entering the door, the smile on Yang Chaoqun’s face was even worse: “It turns out that my eldest son is back and came back just right. Come in and help me get started, your favorite fried egg noodles immediately It will be out of the pan!"

Seeing Yang Chaoqun’s generous smile on his face, Yang Fan warmed up and said, "Dad, our school simulates today..."

"It’s done, what’s the matter with the school? What is important now is to eat noodles, come in and help!"

Yang Chaoqun made a statement to interrupt Yang Fan’s words and didn’t want to expose his son’s scars. Anyway, he never expected how powerful his son’s martial arts training could be. What he cared about was his son’s cooking.

As the fourth-generation heir of Yangjia Restaurant, Yang Chaoqun has always hoped that his son can settle down to inherit his mantle.

When you are a cook, you don’t have to worry about eating and drinking. Even if you really want to fight, you will be a proper logistic person in the army. The safety factor is much higher than those of the assault squadrons.

Unfortunately, this guy Yang Fan didn’t let him worry, he always wanted to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts, wanted to go outside the city to hunt monsters and beasts. .

I hope that this mock test will allow him to understand the reality and willingly inherit this restaurant from their Yang family.

"Yes, yes, don't say anything about the past, let's eat first!" Zhao Linglan gave Yang Chaoqun an appreciative look and pushed Yang Fan directly into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered, Yang Fan saw a petite figure lying on a table in the back, holding a big sea bowl and eating noodles.

"Brother, you are back, how are you doing?"

When I heard the movement, the little girl turned around and exposed Yang Fan to a big smiley face, but the question I asked was a bit confusing.

Yang Fan didn't care about her problem. Her eyes were fixed on her sister, her mind was in a trance. Isn't that the young apprentice Yang Guo he collected in Rongcheng? How did she come to reality and become her own sister?

Yang Fan shook his head vigorously, couldn’t help but stepped forward, raised his hands, and squeezed **** the two small faces of Xiao Yangguo. It was really evil, even the feel was the same. !

"Brother! Why did you pinch my face again, how many times have I told you, I have grown up, and you are not allowed to pinch my face again!"

The little girl glared at Yang Fan angrily, reached out and opened his hands, and seriously protested.

"Guoguo, how do you talk to your brother! Your brother likes you so you want to pinch your little face, and the sister of someone else wants him to pinch him is not rare!"

Zhao Linglan secretly winked at Yang Guo. This girl is really getting weaker and weaker. Didn’t you see your brother’s mood today?

"Mom, you know that toward him, favor men over girls, hum!"

Yanguo threw out his tongue playfully at Zhao Linglan, then blinked a pair of big eyes and looked pityfully to Yang Chaoqun: "Dad, you see it, my mother and my brother joined forces to bully me, can't you No matter!"

Yang Chaoqun could not help shaking his head and chuckled: "You little spirit, is your brother bullying you, how do I feel like you are deliberately bullying your brother."

Yang Guo’s little face blushed and made a grimace at Yang Chaoqun with dissatisfaction: "Dad dad, bad dad, you also bully me, ignore you!"

Yang Fan stared blankly at all this. His size, appearance, voice, temper, and even his name were exactly the same. Was the Yang Guo in Rongcheng actually a character he deliberately created based on his sister's image?

"Xiaofan, what's wrong with you, won't you even know your sister?"

Zhao Linglan has been observing Yang Fan's expression. When he saw Yang Guo, his expression was different. He inevitably asked with some concern: "Is the impact of the virtual assessment not completely eliminated, and the memory is confused?"

Yang Chaoqun and Yang Guo heard, but turned their heads to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan shook his head gently: "The impact is still a little bit, but the problem is not big, you don't have to worry anymore, I will go to sleep upstairs later and it will be recovered."

"Yes, eat first, go to sleep upstairs after dinner, and have a good rest! You have never been exposed to such a virtual game mode before, it is inevitable that it will be a little unsuitable, it doesn’t matter, It’s better just slowly."

Yang Chaoqun nodded, persuaded him softly, and then started firing for Yang Fan. After a few minutes, he brought a bowl of steaming fried egg noodles to Yang Fan.

The bowl is a sea bowl with a wide opening, full of golden noodles weighing five pounds, and a giant omelette that is large on the side of the bowl.

Yang Fan took the chopsticks and picked the golden omelette fried in a bowl. The saliva secretion in her mouth accelerated, and her stomach seemed to become more hungry.

"This time you Uncle Zhang, they copied a turkey nest outside the city, and seized two 100-pound turkey eggs, and a whole basket of normal eggs of fist size. The next long time, Our store will no longer be short of eggs."

Yang Chaoqun has a cheerful smile on his face. As a qualified chef, he likes to see fresh ingredients fall into his pockets, which means that he can cook more delicious dishes. I tasted it for my family and the diners in the shop.

"Thank you dad, I’m moving!"

Yang Fan picked up the chopsticks and began to sit at the table and pulled up against the sea bowl. He staggered. The posture was exactly the same as Yang Guo’s posture when he was eating noodles.

Three minutes later, a large bowl of noodles all entered his stomach. Then, he picked up the roasted bacon from Zhao Linglan's newly served and gnawed at it regardless of the image.

The bacon is the frontal meat of a second-class boar demon, fat and thin, and full of aroma.

Yang Fan's stomach bulged slightly with only a small piece, and she was completely full.

The apprentice second-level quasi-warrior has a large amount of food, but it also depends on what they eat. If it is the blood of the first-level or second-level monster, it only needs half a catty or two or three. Can meet their food needs for a day.

However, the blood and flesh of the monsters are expensive. If ordinary people eat them every day, they can’t afford them.

That is Yang Fan's family. They have some spare money. They can often take out the meat of some low-level monsters to provide Yang Fan's daily energy consumption.

"I'm full and I'm going to rest!"

Putting the tableware down, Yang Fan greeted his parents, then got up and got out of the kitchen, and went directly from the stairs in the store to the second floor.

The same is true for Yang Guo. After Yang Fan left, she trot and wanted to go back to her room to rest.

Zhao Linglan seems to have seen the little girl’s careful thoughts. When she went out, she suddenly warned: "You are not allowed to tease your brother after going upstairs. He is in a bad mood today, and he is not in a state of mind. Remember to let him take good care of him. Rest!"

"I know, my mother knows how to deal with me every day, hum!" The little girl pouted and ran up the stairs in dissatisfaction~IndoMTL.com~After all the brothers and sisters left, Yang who kept smiling The smile on the supergroup's face suddenly came to an abrupt end, and he said solemnly to Zhao Linglan: "My wife, Xiaofan's mental state seems to be a bit wrong. Do you know what their mock exams are today?"

Zhao Linglan said: "In "Salvation", act as the savior, save the human race, and save the end time. I have asked the school teacher that every character in the game will basically have a gold that can be decaying into magic. Fingers, let the characters do more with less effort no matter what they do in the game, soaring all the way."

"Xiaofan's current state, it is estimated that after realizing the powerful advantages of being a genius and protagonist in a virtual game, he begins to doubt himself in reality, so he is so listless."

Yang Chaoqun's mouth twitched, and he was indignantly said: "But it's just a small mock exam. Why did the Fed's **** have to use games with such a high degree of virtuality? This is not to deliberately force those talents Does the low student's inferiority collapse?"

"Okay, what's the use of bullshit, can you still change the decision of the bureaucrats of the education bureau?" Zhao Linglan gave Yang Chaoqun an annoyed glance and said, "Now the matter is urgent, we still have to find ways to make Xiaofan gets rid of the psychological influence in the game as soon as possible."

Yang Chaoqun waved his hand and said, "This should not be so anxious. My son's psychological quality is not so fragile. We should give him more confidence."

A young man who has lived steadily for three years in the South China Military Academy under the name of "The Shame of South China". His psychological qualities have long been tempered like gold and steel bones. How could it be virtualized Game life hit?

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