"Da Da!"

The big black in Yang Fan's arms suddenly surged, and he drooled continuously. Obviously, it also smelled the flesh and blood of high-level monsters, and it couldn't help it.

The higher the level of the monster, the more abundant the spiritual energy contained in it. Dahei, the bloodline of the Sky-Swallowing Beast, which relies on spiritual power and flesh to evolve and upgrade, is most sensitive to the flesh and blood of this high-level monster, and has no resistance at all.

Usually it has no chance to eat this kind of demon king-level flesh and blood. Now it has a rare opportunity to meet it. How could this stupid dog not be excited?

Yang Fan softly sootheed it. It was the first time he had encountered the flesh and blood of the Level 6 Demon King.

Although four level seven demon kings died in the Western Chu outside last night, all the bodies of those demon kings were hidden by the South China Grandmaster. He had no chance to see them at all. They did not exist at all.

Even a half-step king like the South China Grandmaster would not care about the flesh and blood energy of the level seven demon king.

Therefore, although Yang Fan was very envious, he did not have the courage to seize food from the tiger's mouth. He could only watch all the benefits entered the pockets of the South China Grandmaster.

He never expected that he would get something that he had not obtained in Xichu City so easily on the way to the garrison.

Although it is only the flesh and blood of the Level 6 Demon King, it is also very good. Otherwise, with Yang Fan's current strength, it would be a lifetime to go out of the city to hunt monsters at the Level 6 Demon King level.

"Master, I feel that as long as I eat this level 6 demon king's flesh and blood, I will definitely be able to advance again. Why don't I give it all to me?"

Dahei hid in Yang Fan's pocket and spoke shamelessly to Yang Fan's request, with a greedy expression on his face.

"Get out!"

Yang Fan was so angry that he was so angry that this stupid dog, in order to eat it in one bite, even his master dared to fool him.

Don’t think that he doesn’t know the conversion efficiency of this stupid dog’s bloodline. Not to mention the two hundred pounds of demon king’s flesh and blood, even if it allows it to swallow the body of a complete level six demon king, this girl may not be able to touch the threshold of the demon king’s realm.

"In a while, you and Xiaohua will eat one piece each, and the amount of ten pounds will not be much for anyone!"

"Also, I will never let you go if you dare to lie to me in the future. Do you believe it or not? I will just lock you in a small dark room and never let you go?"

Hearing Yang Fan's threat, Dahei shrank his neck and quickly shouted "Dada" as if he was pleased.

The small black room is so wide that it should not enter the small black room.

In the pet space, time is still, and all five senses are closed. Staying inside is like lying in a coffin, without any fun.

Dahei quickly became honest and never dared to compete with his owner for meat to eat.

Yang Fan looked into the food box with a smile, bowed to Wang Zhihe without any politeness, and said, "So, I will thank Mr. Wang!"

"Okay, Brother Yang, don't be polite!"

Seeing that Yang Fan did not refuse, Wang Zhihe was happier than Yang Fan. He liked such people who were happy and unwilling to do things.

Like is like, want is want, not at all artificial.

Moreover, in Wang Zhihe's view, as a chef with superb cooking skills, Yang Fan was most normal to be excited and greedy when he saw ingredients such as yak meat, such as yak meat, and was excited and greedy.

No chef doesn’t like high-end and exquisite ingredients, which is their profession.

When the gift was given, Wang Zhihe did not say anything more, but returned to the dining table and continued the barbarian steak that he had not finished.

Zhao Lin waved Ayuan and moved back to the dining table, sat next to Wang Zhihe, turned his head to look at his son who was still eating noodles with enthusiasm, and looked up at Yang Fan, looking at him as if he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Madam, eat it quickly, otherwise it will be cold in a while."

Wang Zhihe glanced at Zhao Lin and reminded him in a low voice. Zhao Lin came back to her senses, quickly withdrew her gaze, picked up the knife and fork again, and ate the beef on the plate bite after bite.

Anyone can see that this Mrs. Wang is no longer as happy as she ate before. She has a knot in her heart, and no matter how delicious the food is, it will become tasteless.

Yang Fan knew it in his heart.

Both of them had something to ask for, but Wang Zhihe was indifferent to being cunning, while Zhao Lin was worried that she was a little impatient.

Yang Fan nodded to the two of them lightly, no longer spoke, but stood up, opened the fresh food box on the chopping board, and picked three portions of fat and thin yak meat weighing about one pound on it.

Proficient in crushing tendons, broken fibers, pickling.

Using spiritual power as the source, slowly penetrates, completely activates the spiritual power in these three demon king-level spirits, and quickly absorbs the salt smell and the aroma of seasonings attached to the surface.

Then, apply oil on low heat and directly put the three marinated beef into the pot at the same time.

"You picked up the kitchen knife and broke down a piece of 6-level yak meat, and you are familiar with the texture structure of the 6-level yak meat. The knife skills +1, and the cooking skills +2."

"You have initial seasoning marinated for the sixth-level yak meat, and are proficient in the sauce ratio, and have a cooking skill +2."

"You fry the sixth-level yak meat in low heat, and your understanding of the heat control will deepen, and your cooking skills will be +2."

"You have fried a yak steak. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, moderately soft and hard, and the spiritual power is hidden but not dispersed. The aroma is deep in the meat. You are more proficient in the cooking skills of steaks, and the cooking skills are +10."

“…”

After more than ten minutes, Yang Fan's cooking skills increased by nearly sixty points, and the total cooking skills soared to 181 points.

Although there is still a long way to go before upgrading to the second level of the chef apprenticeship, Yang Fan has clearly felt that his cooking skills have made significant progress. The three steaks in front of him are much more refined than the steak he cooked just now.

Three fresh boxes were found in the freezer, and Yang Fan skillfully packed three portions of yak steaks and gently placed them on the dining table where Wang Zhenghe and his wife lived.

"These are three portions of food prepared by my young master, which can ensure that he will not be hungry again before he arrives at the custody."

Yang Fan whispered to the two of them: "After going back, you can put it in the refrigerator to refrigerate. If necessary, take it out and heat it for about a minute and then eat it directly. It should not affect the taste of the food."

With two bowls of noodles at the bottom, Wang Yuansheng's gastrointestinal function has been successfully activated. It is the foundation of the Martial Arts Level 6. His physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people. The next thing to swallow the flesh of the monster is not very affected.

Zhao Lin was surprised and stood up to thank him, looking at him as a treasure, pulling three food boxes closer to her.

Wang Zhenghe nodded slightly and asked Yang Fan: "Just as soon as Brother Yang saw Yuan Sheng, he was determined that he had been infected with some kind of poison. I wonder if Brother Yang has a way to eradicate it?"

After detours for so long, he was in a relationship, owed favors, and gave gifts. Wang Zhenghe finally revealed his true purpose at the last moment.

Yang Fan was not surprised. When Zhao Lin asked him before, although Wang Zhenghe spoke up and stopped him, Yang Fan could see that Mr. Wang actually had the same meaning, but he was more cunning. He felt that everyone had just met and was not very familiar with each other, so he kept hiding.

Until now, after more than ten minutes of brief exchanges and having a certain foundation of trust between each other, Wang Zhenghe began to formally ask Yang Fan.

This person does things without being anxious or slow, and is calm and calm, but has some tricks.

If Yang Fan had the chance to refuse them at the beginning, then now that his friendship has reached such a level and he has taken advantage of others, how could he be embarrassed to refuse again?

Yang Fan smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Wang is a little too arrogant. I am actually an ordinary middle school student. How can I know what to do about detoxification?"

"However, when I was in school, I had read some medical books and had only a little understanding of the way of medical skills. The reason why I could see that it made the young master feel uncomfortable was because of this."

Yang Fan looked at Wang Yuansheng next to him and said, "Of course, if Mr. Wang doesn't mind, I can try to diagnose Master Ling's pulse, and I may not be able to really see the root cause."

Yang Fan always thought that he was a good person with a righteous and public morality and compassion. He most saw that someone suffered in front of him.

Therefore, since he has not received the benefits from Wang Zheng and his wife, he will definitely not be able to bear to see Wang Yuansheng, who has been so thin and weak. If he can help, he will definitely not stand back on his word.

Well, it's so pure and kind!

"It's okay!" Wang Zhenghe waved his hand quickly and said, "As long as Brother Yang is willing to take action, Wang will be very grateful. No matter what the final result is, Wang owes Brother Yang a favor!"

Yang Fan's mouth twitched.

Another favor?

After only a few days of hard work, Wang Zhenghe had already owed him four favors. He was starting to wonder whether Wang Zhenghe's favors were really that valuable.

Things are precious because they are rare. If you owe too much favors, will it be worthy of being derogatory?

Moreover, Wang Zhenghe seems to like to owe others favors. Is there anyway?

Zhao Lin also excitedly reached out and pulled her son to her side, raised his right hand and placed it on the table, and looked at Yang Fan nervously.

Neither Wang Zhenghe nor Zhao Lin despised Yang Fan because of his age and identity.

When they reach their level, they no longer judge people by their appearance and power. As long as they have real skills, even a teenager is worthy of their respect and respect.

There is no order in which knowledge is good, and those who are good at learning are teachers. They have seen too many similar young geniuses in the past few decades. Maybe Yang Fan is such a genius boy with special talents.

After all, Yang Fan was the second person to see that he might be poisoned since their son got sick, which is already very telling.

Because the first person to see that Wang Yuansheng was not sick but was poisoned, he was Hua Yuhuan, a famous peerless doctor in Jinghua City.

Half a month ago, they also entrusted a lot of relationships and spent countless money, which gave them the opportunity to diagnose remotely with doctors Huayuhuan.

Unfortunately, although Dr. Hua saw that Wang Yuansheng was poisoned, he could not determine what poison Wang Yuansheng was infected with because he could not check the pulse test and could not determine what poison Wang Yuansheng was infected with, so he naturally had no way to develop an antidote.

This time they rushed to the garrison. In addition to visiting local famous doctors or chefs for some life-saving medicine and delicious diet, their main thing was to transfer to a higher-level intercontinental long-range spacecraft in the garrison, go to Jinghua City, and seek medical treatment from Dr. Huayuhuan in person.

For the sake of his son's strange disease, Wang Zhi and his wife almost fucked her heart.

So, now even if they see a little hope, they want to grasp it firmly.

What's more, Yang Fan could see at a glance the root of Wang Yuansheng's anorexia, and the hope for cure was more than a little bit, and maybe it would not be much inferior to the Chinese doctors in Jinghua City.

If they can find a cure here, why should they take their children to venture to Beijing without a thousand miles?

Intercontinental spacecraft is not as safe and reliable as the publicity says. If it is not necessary, no one wants to float in the air all month, always guarding against monsters from all over the world.

"Brother Yang Fan, please give me!"
Chapter completed!