I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 226: Mom, let’s be low-key!

"What are you still doing, please help!"

Yang Chaoqun urged, and threw Yang Fan a frying pan directly. He made a mouthful to him. The menu for ordering food was on the electronic screen next to him, allowing him to choose his own cooking.

Yang Fan opened his mouth. He didn’t say he would come to help?

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

Yang Chaoqun gave Yang Fan an encouraging look, looking forward to it.

Yang Fan and his dad looked at each other a little, and he couldn’t bear the small eyes he looked forward to. He could not help shrugging. Forget it, any time to improve his strength. Now, let’s satisfy ourselves first. Dad.

For a long time, he hasn’t helped his father in the kitchen for a long time.

Think about it, Yang Fan no longer has ink on her face. She rolled up her sleeves, picked up a spatula, added oil to fry sugar, and said it was dry.

Cooking at +22 is not a joke, Yang Fanwu’s cooking style is nothing worse than that of Yang, who has been a chef for more than 20 years.

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

"You successfully made a plate of three-level stir-fried sirloin beef, and the understanding of cooking is improved, cooking +3."

"..."

In a little while, Yang Fan cooked more than ten dishes, and the skill of cooking was directly brushed up to 55 points.

At this time, Yang Fan's body is more powerful, and he is more relaxed between frying and frying. The fried dishes are not only full of color and flavor, but also fast, and he has fried twelve times. The dish, but the old Master Yang only fired eight dishes.

Although the dishes prepared by the two are slightly different, the gap between the four plates in the middle made Yang Chaoqun feel that he was old and his hands and feet were deteriorating.

Otherwise, how could he compare to this elder son who hasn’t touched the pot in almost two years?

"Your boy, really is born to be a cook!"

Yang Chaoqun’s heart is a bit sour, but more of it is still joy and gratification, and he can’t help but boast to Yang Fan: “On your culinary talents, if you are willing to stay in the kitchen for two years , The future achievements will definitely not be worse than that of me as an old man!"

Yang Fan pouted, dad still loves bragging.

Does it take more than two years for him to have more time? Yang Fan feels that his current cooking skills are enough to crush old Yang. Yang Fan, who has a cooking skill of 55 o'clock, has swelled to the point where he doesn't take his eyes into consideration.

"So, good boy." Yang Chaoqun once again persuaded: "Don't think about martial arts after graduation, what is the future of being a martial arts man, stay in the restaurant, and put our Yang It’s the right way to carry forward at home restaurant! Otherwise, you’ll be blinded by your good cooking talent!”

"But the words came back again." Yang Chaoqun's frantic movement stopped in his hand and raised his finger to the pieces of monster beast essence on the chopping board. He asked Yang Fan with curiosity: "These special monsters Where did you get the refined meat, is there a stable supply?"

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

Yang Chaoqun is excited and both eyes are shining.

Yang Fan wondered and asked: "There must be a supply of goods. As long as there is a need in the store, I can bring you back as much as possible. However, Dad, how do you know that I put these meats in the refrigerator?"

Yang Chaoqun was stunned: "Why didn’t I tell you? As early as three years ago when you were in high school, I installed surveillance in the cold room. I naturally saw you from the surveillance. ."

Yang Fan is speechless.

Okay, the monitoring system at home has been installed for three years. Yang Fan, the kid, doesn't even know it at all. Is it silly to practice martial arts?

"In other words, have you already made plans to come back and help?"

Yang Chaoqun gave Yang Fan a look that I understand, and said with relief: "You don’t have to feel embarrassed, you are willing to come back to inherit the ancestry, you and your mother are too happy to be too late, there is no need to secretly help in your back !"

Yes, I was misunderstood.

You can’t go on like this. If you go on, your mom and dad will hopefully get bigger and disappointed in a while. It’s not good if your blood pressure is so high.

So, Yang Fan decided not to hide, the turtle breathing technique on his body slightly converged, and directly revealed all the vitality breath of the martial arts class.

Yang Chaoqun was stunned, and then his body was stiff. The dishes in the pot were scorched. He didn’t care, and turned to stare at Yang Fan.

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

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

"A few days ago, you were obviously a second-level martial arts class. It took only two or three days to become a first-class martial artist. It shouldn't be grown so fast even if you eat fertilizer?"

Lao Yang was really shocked.

However, what was the disappointment and loss after his shocked face? Co-authored, he was really determined to keep his son in the restaurant all his life?

Yang Fan is speechless, is this really a father?

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

Yang Fan decided to give it a little more stimulation, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t be able to shake my own father and mother, and simply repair all my qi and blood to release it, and the powerful qi and blood fluctuations belonging to the fourth-level warrior level are completely distributed. come out.

Then, in Lao Yang's extremely shocked expression, Yang Fan pretended to look at Lao Yang with shame: "Dad, if you are not careful, my martial arts practice has already exceeded you."

Lao Yang was hurt by covering his chest.

He is only a second-level martial artist, but his son is already a fourth-level martial artist. He feels good and has no face. If he wants to beat his son again, he may not be able to beat him.

"Pap!"

Yang Chaoqun was over-stimulated. He shoved the spatula in his hand on the chopping board. He shouted to Zhao Linglan outside: "Being the master! Don’t take the menu behind you anymore. Today’s business will not be done. Laozi will close the door. Closed!"

Zhao Linglan started rushing out directly, rushed to the kitchen in two steps, and yelled at Yang Chaoqun as soon as he threw the door: "You are a bad old man, you don’t want to make money if you are crazy. Is it?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Chaoqun mentioned the voice, and he stubbornly stubbornly said: "My son's cultivation base has broken through, I am happy! Do you have any ideas?"

Zhao Linglan was amazed, "Faner broke through?"

At this time, she turned her attention to Yang Fan's body, and Yang Yang was also shocked. The expression of lying trough on her face seemed to not know her son.

If Yang Fan only broke through from Wu Tu 2 to Wu Tu 3, she still understands a bit, but for Mao now she can’t see Yang Fan’s cultivation purpose?

The spiritual breath of this body shows that Yang Fan is now at least a martial arts warrior, but how is this possible, his son is a waste iron at the rank of iron!

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

"Don't watch it! He is your son!" Yang Chaoqun naturally knew what his wife was thinking, and said: "And this child is now a martial arts level 4, and the cultivation base is higher than me!"

Ignoring Yang Chaoqun, Zhao Linglan patted and patted on Yang Fan's body, his face became more and more excited, and suddenly there was no vivid laughter: "Ha ha ha, old Yang, what am I saying? Then, how could my Zhao Linglan's son be waste wood?"

"Look and see, it’s nothing but a blockbuster! It’s amazing! If you don’t make a breakthrough, it’s the fourth level of a martial artist! I think who would dare to chew on my tongue and say that my son is a waste wood , Grandma! Their son is waste wood!"

Zhao Linglan raised her eyebrows a little, exulting.

In the last days, martial arts is the foundation of everything. If it is possible, how can Zhao Linglan be willing to let his son be a martial arts waste wood for life?

I didn’t show it before, but I was afraid of hurting my son’s self-esteem.

Only by letting his son continue his family business as an excuse to comfort his son, in fact, who doesn’t know and wants to stand out and become a warrior is the best choice.

Now, Yang Fan broke through suddenly, and the breakthrough came to Zhao Linglan's accident. The breakthrough made Zhao Linglan surprised and crazy, and couldn't help but wanted to jump out and cheered the world.

Yang Fan was very pleased, and glanced at the old Yang next to him, to see, this is the most response that parents should have, learn a little!

However, Yang Fan did not expect that Yang Ma had been comforting him so that he would not have a psychological burden and that he wouldn’t care about cultivation as a non-cultivation as a breakthrough or a breakthrough. Yang’s heart was backlogged with so much grievances and unwillingness.

Now, with Yang Fan’s breakthrough, Yang Ma’s overwhelmed emotions finally burst out.

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

"Good son! Really raise your mother's face!"

Zhao Linglan didn't say a word, hugged Yang Fan's handsome face and kissed Yang Chaoqun happily, "Your bad old man, I finally did the right thing today."

"Closed!"

"Must be closed!"

Zhao Linglan waved his fist harder, more excited than Yang Chaoqun had just said, shouting loudly: "No matter how much money is not earned, the old lady is going to make a feast for her son in the store!"

"Call all the long-tongue women around me who have said bad things about my son, and let them widen their dog eyes to take a good look. Whose son is the waste! Humph!"

Zhao Linglan held her arms in her arms and her nostrils turned upside down.

Yang Fan hurriedly stopped to say: "Don’t, mom, let’s be low-key! You can’t just lift your tail just a little bit. This is not good. And they are all neighbors in the neighborhood. I would also be embarrassed if I call them all Yeah."

Looking at my mother’s complexion, Yang Fan raised his head, and then said, "I don’t think we should be so good. You took me in the evening, and we went door to door from door to door. Who said badly?" ~IndoMTL.com~ Let’s stay in their house for a while, how about it?"

Yang Chaoqun: "..."

Zhao Linglan: "..."

When did this child become so sullen?

This is going to block other people's doors to show off. Which one is low-key? He also said not to warp the tail, I think you are taller than anyone else! It's almost going to heaven!

However, this idea sounds very good.

Zhao Linglan agreed with Yang Fan's approach almost instantly. She came to the door to save face and save money, but she was also out of breath. Don't be too cool.

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

Otherwise, my son is the most productive, and even being so angry with his mother can be so ingenious!

Zhao Linglan's head is proud, proud!