Chapter 122 Yang's Restaurant, Family

What Zhao Linglan drives is a second-hand psionic sports car. It doesn't burn oil or recharge it. It only needs one unit of psionic energy to travel 2,000 kilometers, and there won't be any exhaust gas left.

When he got close to the sports car, Yang Fan felt a little itchy, and couldn't help but wanted to sit in the driver's seat, but was kicked by Zhao Linglan to the co-pilot.

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

Glaring at Yang Fan reproachfully, Zhao Linglan got into the driver's seat, put on the seat belt, and at the same time signaled Yang Fan to put on the seat belt.

"Why?" Yang Fan said unconvinced: "My driving skills are very good, you have to trust me!"

"I believe you ghost, the last time I believed you, I let you drive the Q1 at home into the moat, and it still hasn't been fished out!"

Zhao Linglan glared at Yang Fan, then skillfully started the sports car, and as soon as the gas was added, the sports car was on the road smoothly.

And this thing?

Yang Fan Nuonuo was speechless, he had no memory at all, and he had to find out what happened, is it interesting?

It has to be said that the spiritual sports car is not only stable in performance, but also very fast. It took less than ten minutes for them to stop smoothly in front of Yang's Restaurant on Anping Street.

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

After Zhao Linglan and Yang Fan walked in from the outside, a "Welcome!" came from the direction of the back kitchen inside, and then the door curtain was lifted, and a kind face with a smile came out from inside.

Yang Fan's father, Yang Chaoqun.

The third generation successor of the Yang family restaurant, a chef who has the strength of a martial artist but has never left the city to hunt monsters.

Seeing Zhao Linglan's mother and son entering the door, the smile on Yang Chaoqun's face became even wider: "So it's my eldest son who came back just in time, come in and help me, your favorite fried egg noodles will be out soon Pot!"

Seeing the generous and loving smile on Yang Chaoqun's face, Yang Fan's heart warmed, and he said, "Dad, today our school simulates..."

"Okay, okay, why mention him about school matters, the important thing now is to eat noodles, come in and help!"

Yang Chaoqun interrupted Yang Fan's words, he didn't want to expose his son's scars, anyway, he never expected his son's martial arts cultivation to be so powerful, what he cared about was his son's cooking skills early in the morning.

As the fourth-generation heir of the Yang family restaurant, Yang Chaoqun has always hoped that his son can settle down and inherit his mantle.

There's nothing wrong with being a cook. You don't have to worry about eating and drinking. Even if a war is really going to happen, you will be a proper logistics staff in the army. The safety factor is much higher than those cannon fodder who charge into battle.

It's a pity that 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, even after ten years of training, he was still a second-level martial artist, and he still refused to give up.

I hope this mock exam can make him realize the reality and willingly inherit this restaurant from their Yang family.

"Yes, yes, let's not talk about the past, let's eat first!" Zhao Linglan gave Yang Chaoqun an appreciative look, and pushed Yang Fan into the back kitchen.

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

"Brother, you are back, how did you do in the exam?!"

Hearing the movement, the little girl turned around and showed Yang Fan a big smile, but the question she asked was a bit heart-wrenching.

Yang Fan didn't pay attention to her question, his eyes were fixed on this younger sister, his mind was in a trance for a while, isn't this the little apprentice Yang Guo he accepted 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 pinched the two little cheeks of Xiao Yangguo vigorously, it was really crazy, even the feel was the same!

"Brother! Why are you pinching my face again?

How many times have I told you that I have grown up, you are not allowed to pinch my face again! "

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

"Guoguo, why are you talking to your brother! Your brother just wants to pinch your little face because he likes you. It's not uncommon for other sisters to let him pinch him!"

Zhao Linglan secretly winked at Yang Guo, this girl is really losing her eyesight, didn't she see that your brother is in a good mood today?

"Mom, you know that towards him, patriarchal, hum!"

Yang Guo stuck out her tongue at Zhao Linglan mischievously, then blinked her big eyes and looked pitifully at Yang Chaoqun: "Dad, did you see that my mother and my brother are teaming up to bully me, you can't just ignore it!"

Yang Chaoqun couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling: "You little elf, is your brother bullying you? Why do I feel like you are deliberately bullying your brother?"

Yang Guo's face turned red, and she made a dissatisfied grimace at Yang Chaoqun: "Smelly daddy, bad daddy, you bullied me too, so ignore you!"

Yang Fan stared blankly at all of this, the size, appearance, voice, temper, and even the name were all the same. Could it be that Yang Guo in Rongcheng was actually a fictional character he intentionally created based on his sister's image?

"Xiaofan, what's wrong with you, can't it be that you don't even know your sister?"

Zhao Linglan had been observing Yang Fan's demeanor, and saw that his expression was different when he saw Yang Guo, so she couldn't help asking with some concern: "Is it because the influence of the virtual assessment has not been completely eliminated, and the memory is confused?"

When Yang Chaoqun and Yang Guo heard the words, they turned their heads to look at Yang Fan at the same time.

Yang Fan shook his head lightly: "It's still a little affected, but it's not a big problem, so you don't have to worry about it anymore. I'll probably recover after I go upstairs to sleep later."

"Yes, eat first, go upstairs to sleep after eating, and have a good rest! You have never been exposed to a game mode with such a high degree of virtuality before, and it is inevitable that you will be a little uncomfortable. It doesn't matter, just slowly All right."

Yang Chaoqun nodded, and after a few words of persuasion in a soft voice, he started to fire at Yang Fan's subordinates. After a few minutes, he brought a bowl of steaming fried egg noodles to Yang Fan.

The bowl is the kind of big sea bowl with a wide opening, which is full of golden noodles weighing five catties, and a giant fried egg that is as big as the mouth of the bowl.

Yang Fan took the chopsticks and picked out the omelette that was fried golden on both sides in the bowl, the secretion of saliva in his mouth accelerated, and his stomach seemed to become even hungrier.

"This time, Uncle Zhang and the others raided a turkey nest outside the city, and seized two turkey eggs weighing one hundred catties, and a whole basket of fist-sized normal eggs. For a long time to come, our shop There will be no more eggs to eat."

Yang Chaoqun's face was filled with a cheerful smile. As a qualified chef, he likes to see fresh ingredients fall into his bag, which means that he can cook more delicious dishes for himself Family members and diners in the store went to taste it.

"Thank you Dad, I'm starting!"

Yang Fan picked up the chopsticks, and began to sit in front of the table and pick up the big bowl, swipe and swipe, the posture was the same as Yang Guo's posture when eating noodles just now.

Three minutes later, a large bowl of noodles had all gone into his stomach, and then he casually picked up the roasted bacon that Zhao Linglan had just brought out, and devoured it with big mouthfuls regardless of its appearance.

These bacon are the rib meat of a second-level wild boar demon, which is fat and thin, and full of fragrance.

After eating only a small piece, Yang Fan's stomach bulged slightly, and he was completely full.

Apprentice level two quasi warriors eat a lot, but it also depends on what they eat. If it is the flesh and blood of level one or level two monsters, it only needs half a catty or two or three taels to satisfy them. daily food requirements.

However, the flesh and blood of monsters is expensive, and if ordinary people eat it every day, they simply cannot afford to consume it.

That is to say, Yang Fan's family has some spare money, and they can often take out some low-level monster meat to supply Yang Fan's brothers and sisters' daily energy consumption.

"I'm full, go up and rest!"

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Yang Fan greeted his parents, then got up and left the kitchen, and went directly up the stairs to the second floor.

The same is true for Yang Guo, after Yang Fan left, she trotted back to her room to rest.

Zhao Linglan seemed to have seen through the little girl's small thoughts, and when she was going out, she suddenly warned: "Don't play tricks on your brother after going upstairs, he is in a bad mood today, and he is not in the right state of mind, remember to let him have a good rest!"

"I know, I know, mom always scolds me every day, hum!" The little girl pouted and ran up the stairs dissatisfied.

After the brothers and sisters had all left, Yang Chaoqun, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly stopped smiling, and said to Zhao Linglan solemnly: "Honey, Xiaofan's mental state seems to be a little off. I know what the content of their mock exam today is. what?"

Zhao Linglan said: "In "Salvation", I will act as the savior, save the human race, and restore the end of the world. I once asked the teacher at the school that basically every character in the game will have a golden finger that can turn decay into magic, so that No matter what the characters do in the game, they can get twice the result with half the effort, all the way to the sky."

"Xiaofan's current state is probably because after experiencing the powerful advantages of being a genius and the protagonist in the virtual game, he began to doubt himself in reality, which is why he is so listless."

The corner of Yang Chaoqun's mouth twitched, and he said indignantly: "It's just a small mock exam, why do those bastards from the Federal Education Bureau insist on using such a high virtual game? Do students have a low self-esteem collapse?"

"Okay, what's the use of talking nonsense, can you still change the decisions of those bosses from the Education Bureau?" Zhao Linglan gave Yang Chaoqun an annoyed look, and said, "The most urgent thing now is to find a way to make Xiaofan as soon as possible. Get rid of the psychological effects of the game."

Yang Chaoqun waved his hand and said, "There is no need to be so anxious about this. My son's psychological quality is not that fragile. We should give him more confidence."

A young man with the name of "the shame of South China" who has lived tenaciously in the South China Martial Arts School for three years, his psychological quality has already been tempered to be as tough as gold and steel bones, how could he be given by a virtual game life? hit?

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