Chapter 255: 100,000 Servings of Steak

The sound is very sweet.

The sugar content is at least four plus, so sweet that people are a little confused.

Yang Fan glanced at the nine servings of steak and a large bowl of beef noodles that were just prepared on the table, smacked his lips twice, and was a little reluctant to open the door.

Because listening to the meaning of the lady outside, it was obviously attracted by the aroma of steak and beef noodles, so I came here for dinner.

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

No matter how sweet the voice is, no matter how good the taste is, she won't be able to block her hunger, right?

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

In an instant, the tenderness and burnt aroma of the pretty beef filled the whole mouth, and Yang Fan took a long breath comfortably, this is the real delicacy, and this is what he should eat.

To put it bluntly, compared to the steak he cooked, the food in the cafeteria is all rubbish!

Yang Fan held his head up very confidently and arrogantly, full of pride.

After he took a bite of the charred steak, the tenderness and sweaty texture inside was exposed, and the smell of meat and sauce wrapped in the slightly charred beef skin exploded at this moment. .

For a moment, the aroma in the small kitchen became more and more attractive, and the expressions of a man and a woman standing outside the door became more surprised and anxious.

Clap clap!

The knock on the door came again.

"I don't know the identity of the master. It might be presumptuous to say so. I hope the master will not blame you." A middle-aged man's voice sounded softly: "I would like to offer 100,000 federal coins for a dish cooked by the master himself. What kind of dish? It's fine, I hope the master can give up love!"

"Yes, please, master! One hundred thousand is not enough for two hundred thousand, two hundred thousand is not enough for three hundred thousand, as long as you ask, master, we will pay you any amount!" The sweet female voice just now also spoke again: "My life is worthless!" My son hasn't eaten anything for ten days, if there is no way to get him to eat again, I'm afraid..."

Yang Fan curled his lips lightly, he hadn't eaten for ten days, what's the fuss about?

For warriors above martial arts, not to mention ten days, even if they don't eat for half a month, they will definitely not die of hunger, at most it is just a little uncomfortable in the stomach.

With psionic energy as a supplement for daily consumption, it is not so easy to starve to death.

However, the price they said is very exciting.

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

When opening a shop and doing business, Yang Fan likes to be friends with local tyrants who don't take money seriously.

As for the 200,000 to 300,000 that the woman said at 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 vegetables for 300,000.

He didn't even bother to take advantage of the fire to rob and blackmail people.

One hundred thousand yuan is one hundred thousand yuan, it can't be higher!

Well, that's right!

Yang Fan lowered his head and glanced at the piece of black pepper steak that he had already handed over in his chopsticks, and suddenly felt a little distressed. He took almost 10,000 yuan off this one bite!

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

Yang Fan sighed softly, then walked to the door and opened the kitchen door, and saw a middle-aged couple standing in front of the door with eager faces.

The man's figure is tall and straight, about 1.75 meters tall, he looks gentle, elegant and easy-going.

The woman has a slender figure and a good face,

Even in middle age, the skin on the face is still as white and tender as water, and it is astonishingly beautiful. That sweet voice just now should have come from her.

So Yang Fan unconsciously took a second look at this woman, this was the second female voice Yang Fan had heard with such a nice and sweet voice besides Grandmaster Zhu Yiping in the martial arts school.

Unlike Zhu Yiping's voice, the middle-aged woman's voice matched her appearance perfectly.

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

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

At this time, behind the couple, a small head suddenly popped out. A thin and frail little boy, about the same height as Yang Guo, was pulling the skirt of the woman behind him, looking carefully at Yang Fan, and There was a piece of beef steak with a big bite in Yang Fan's chopsticks.

Gudong!

The sound of the little boy's saliva swallowing sounded.

The couple were very excited and pleasantly surprised when they heard the words. This was the first time the little guy told them that he was hungry for the first time in ten days.

This time, they really came to the right place!

"This gentleman, you're really rude!" The middle-aged man was a little surprised at Yang Fan's youth, but the surprise was soon interrupted by his son's cry of hunger. He bowed to Yang Fan and said, "I Let me introduce, my humble Wang Zhihe, this is my wife Zhao Lin, and my son Wang Yuansheng."

No matter how anxious he was, Wang Zhihe still politely said to Yang Fan: "I wonder if this gentleman can give up his love..."

"This child, poisoned?"

Yang Fan looked at the little boy's face for a while, and instantly felt that something was wrong. He 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 startled, and asked Yang Fan repeatedly: "Sir, did you see it? Have you encountered this kind of poison before, I wonder if you can...?"

"Zhao Lin!" Wang Zhihe interrupted Zhao Lin's words, "Don't go to the doctor in a hurry, you will make this gentleman very difficult!"

"It doesn't matter." Yang Fan waved his hand lightly, and said, "It's understandable to feel sorry for the parents of the world. Let me introduce myself, my name is Yang Fan, a senior high school student at South China Martial Arts School in Xichu City, and also the third generation successor of Yang's Restaurant."

In order to be able to sell his steak smoothly, Yang Fan moved out the brand of Yang's restaurant. If these words are heard by Comrade Yang Chaoqun, the second generation successor of Yang's restaurant, I wonder if he will feel particularly gratified.

"It turned out to be classmate Yang!" Wang Zhihe bowed his hands politely to Yang Fan, without any contempt for him because he was still a student, "The Grand Master in South China and I have met once before. I haven't seen each other for more than ten years. I don't know." How is his old man now?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Toefl, everything is the same as before, the old principal."

"Zhihe!" Feeling that the son behind him seemed to be impatient, looking at the half steak in Yang Fan's hand, his eyes were almost green, Zhao Lin couldn't help reminding Wang Zhihe softly.

What time is this, and you still have the time to catch up with people, so hurry up and talk about serious things!

Through the gap between Yang Fan and the cabin door, Wang Zhihe saw that the only square table in the small kitchen was filled with steaming dishes. He looked happy and asked Yang Fan again: "Student Yang Fan, You have also seen the situation of the dog. I wonder if you can part with us and give us a portion of the dishes you just cooked? Don’t worry, the price you just mentioned will not be less than a penny. I just ask you to share a share. How about giving it to the dog?"

"Since Mr. Wang knows the old principal, he is not an outsider. I must help with this job. Come, come, don't stay outside, please come in quickly!"

Yang Fan stepped aside and warmly invited the three of them to the small kitchen.

Letting the family of three to the dining table, Yang Fan swallowed the half steak he had been holding in his hand, filling his already hungry stomach first.

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

"The steak is too greasy and difficult to digest. Try a bowl of noodles first."

A child who hasn't eaten for ten days is still in such a good state of mind. Needless to say, Wang Zhi and his wife must have fed him or injected him with some elixir or elixir to maintain his overall vitality. smooth.

Rich man.

Even if he was poisoned or anorexic, he would not die easily.

Otherwise, if such a disease happened to a child from a poor family, if he did not eat for ten days, he would have been starved to the point of skin and bones, and even died of breath.

However, even with the elixir, if you don’t eat for ten days, your gastrointestinal function will be lost. Eating some pasta will help stimulate the peristalsis and digestion of the intestines.

As for the two thin slices of beef, they had already been stewed until they were so soft and rotten that they melted in the mouth. The spiritual power, energy and blood contained in the meat could effectively make up for the lack of body that he had suffered from not being able to eat these days.

Don't underestimate these two slices of wild beef, which add up to less than half a tael. After all, it is the lean meat of a third-level monster, which is enough for a child who is only a sixth-level warrior.

Speaking of Wang Yuansheng's cultivation, Yang Fan couldn't help sighing again, how good a child from a rich family is!

Since he was a child, he had no shortage of resources and no worries about elixir. He was only ten years old, and he was already at the sixth level of a martial artist, one level higher than Fatty An Shengshi!

If An Sheng saw this child, he would definitely feel so inferior that he wanted to die.

"Chi slip!"

"Chi slip!"

Soon the sound of Wang Yuansheng sucking on the noodles was heard from the small kitchen. It was delicious and delicious, just like a starved ghost reincarnated.

Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin were overjoyed at the same time, watching their son eating noodles with heartache and doting, their eye sockets were wet with excitement.

After ten full days, their son is finally eating again!

Originally, they wanted to take their son to the tutelary mansion to try their luck, to see if they could find a way to heal their son.

Unexpectedly, before they reached the tutelary mansion, they were so lucky to meet Yang Fan, which temporarily relieved their son's anorexia problem.

Yang Fan's culinary skills have definitely reached the level of a master. Even in the tutelary mansion, there may not be many people who can compare with him.

"Mr. Wang, Mrs. Wang, do you want to have some too?" Yang Fan raised his finger and pointed at the beef steak on the table, and softly sold to the two: "It happens that I prepared a little too much just now, if you don't mind If so, how about together?"

Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin raised their heads at the same time, and looked at Yang Fan expectantly: "Is it really possible, so it won't disturb you?"

"It's okay!" Yang Fan waved his hand, "The customer is God, as long as you don't dislike it."

As he said that, Yang Fan took out two sets of knives and forks again and put them in front of the two of them respectively, and then another person pushed them a piece of wild steak, and introduced them naturally: "The third-level monster beast steak, ten In case of a copy, no one is fooled!"