Wang Zhihe was moved.

"Classmate Yang Fan, in fact, you don't have to do this. Although Wang Zhihe is the last person to owe others, today, I owe you this favor!"

Wang Zhihe looked at Yang Fan sincerely and said, "I owe you three times for these three meals. If my little brother encounters any trouble in the northwest, as long as you speak, my Wang family will unconditionally fight for my little brother three times!"

Wang Zhihe's tone is positive, proud and restrained. Although he didn't pat his chest and swear to Yang Fan, he showed the momentum that Lao Tzu is the first brother in the northwest incisively and vividly.

It seems that one of his favors is far more valuable than 100000 federal dollars.

Yang Fan was a little confused and felt as if he had met a liar who mixed food and drink.

Who cares for your kindness? What I want is real gold and silver, okay?

Besides, who is Wang Zhihe and whether the power of the Wang family is very strong? Yang Fan doesn't know at all. Even if he knows, he probably won't care too much. It's the first time we meet. We're not familiar with each other. What feelings are we blind to?

It's more practical to talk about money.

Three hundred thousand, not old or young.

"Inside, Mr. Wang, I think you may have misunderstood me. In fact, I really didn't want you to owe me anything. Everyone is a businessman..."

Yang Fan just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Wang Zhihe's gentle Laughter: "ha ha, little brother, you don't have to delay any more, and don't feel embarrassed. What I Wang Zhihe said was the water poured out. It was three human feelings, that was three times, nothing more!"

With that, Wang Zhihe gracefully took up the knife and fork in front of him, carefully cut the pretty steak on the plate, and didn't mention 100000 yuan at all.

Zhao Lin next to her is the same. As early as when Wang Zhihe quarreled with Yang Fan, she had cut a steak into her mouth and chewed it gently. Her face was gradually soothing, delicious and delicious.

No wonder this unique aroma can attract her son who is far away in the hall. The pretty steak fried by Yang Fan, a little student, is really fresh and tender to the extreme. It is more delicious than the refined meat of all monsters Zhao Lin has eaten before.

"The third grade beef is so delicious that it's even more delicious than the sixth grade yak meat we've eaten before. My little brother's craftsmanship is amazing."

Zhao Lin exclaimed to Yang Fan without concealment. Yang Fan was shocked when she heard that the yak meat of the level 6 demon king. Isn't this woman bragging?

Is there a chance for anyone to eat the demon king's refined meat?

"Yes, yes!" Wang Zhihe seemed to think of something and said, "aren't there more than a hundred kilograms of yak meat in the ingredients we brought? Just send them all to brother Yang Fan in a moment. If my son doesn't want to eat, it's a waste to put them there!"

In a word, more than 100 kg of demon king's flesh and blood were sent out. If it wasn't bragging, Wang Zhihe might be really bragging.

Yang Fan finally stopped trying to mention the catering fee of 100000 yuan. If he could really exchange more than 100 kg of six level demon king's flesh and blood, he would definitely make a profit.

The sixth level demon king's refined meat is 230 thousand kilograms. It's estimated that some people are crazy to buy it.

"OK, I'll tell ah yuan to send all the remaining yak meat!"

Zhao Lin nodded happily, opened her private brain directly, clicked twice and sent the message.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Fan didn't speak, because he was not sure whether the three members of the family were singing double reed to him. Once he wanted to work together and thought about the yak meat worth two or three million, he may have completely fallen into the trap of these people.

I can't do well. I'm not only given a free meal, but also pasted in a few pocket money.

More than a hundred years ago, Yang Fan experienced a similar scam. He won a grand prize, a notebook, or a car, tens of thousands or millions of dollars. How expensive is it? First seduce people's desire, and then ask the victim to pay thousands of yuan or even tens of thousands of yuan of handling fees or freight in advance, so that he can easily get the money.

Yang Fan doesn't want to be such a fool blinded by greed. He can't be credulous about the pie falling from the sky.

"After a while, no one will want to go without money!"

Yang Fan made up his mind and stopped taking care of the three members of the family. He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of pretty steak. With only three or two people's effort, he stuffed a piece of pretty beef weighing about one kilogram into his mouth, which was rude and unrestrained.

Compared with him, Wang Zhihe and his wife, who were seriously eating a small steak with a knife and fork, suddenly seemed a little uncomfortable and stared at Yang Fan.

This is not the first time they have seen Yang Fan eat steak like this. When they just entered the door, Yang Fan's chopsticks held a pretty steak that bit less than half. They thought it was just fried. Yang Fan was just trying the dish.

Now, that's not the case at all.

People are eating steak with chopsticks, knives and forks. It's just a decoration. Is there wood?

"Little brother, what a good appetite!" Wang Zhihe took a swipe at the corners of his mouth and couldn't help laughing and praising Yang Fan.

But make complaints about it, so eating steak is a real Bo Tim tin mat, and there are so many delicious dishes. It should be a delicious taste of the food that is not worthy of the chef's spirit.

Yang Fan swallowed such a big steak in three or two mouths. He was completely swallowing, just to satisfy his hunger. How could he enjoy the delicious posture and process?

Just at the thought that all the meals here were cooked by Yang Fan, Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin did not comment and correct.

After all, everyone has different eating habits. Maybe Yang Fan likes to eat steak with chopsticks. Moreover, no one has ever stipulated that you must use a knife and fork to eat steak, right?

Martial artists are so heroic that they never like to follow the rules.

Now it's OK on the airship. Everyone is very polite or pretends to be very polite. We can't see anything. If you go to the wild, who pays attention to that? Just chop a branch or take it with your hand and eat it. No one will say more.

"It's just normal operation, which makes you laugh."

Yang Fan naturally noticed the difference in their eyes, but he didn't care. Life really needs a sense of ceremony, and his sense of ceremony is to eat steak with chopsticks. How cool!

He is not the kind of person who lives too delicately. When he is hungry, he has no spare time to cut the steak bit by bit. The cut beef is not even good enough to plug his teeth.

Under the stunned gaze of Wang Zhihe and his wife, Yang Fan swallowed the remaining five pretty steaks in only three or two minutes.

Then, Yang Fan was not idle. He took a look at Wang Yuansheng who had just eaten half a bowl of noodles. Yang Fan took out a new bowl from the side, filled it full, and pushed it to the little guy.

Then he picked up the basin directly and began to Chi slip up impolitely.

Three catties of dried noodles, with water and vegetables and more than half a catty of beef slices, add up to at least ten catties.

Yang Fan was too much for such a large basin. He picked up chopsticks and kept pulling them into his mouth.

Noodles have always been his favorite. This pot of beef noodles, which promoted him to be an apprentice of the kitchen god, is delicious. Yang Fan eats it comfortably.

Seeing how he ate, the three members of the family opposite couldn't help but have a big appetite. They all stopped talking, bowed their heads and began to seriously deal with the food in front of them.

make love!

After another two minutes, someone knocked at the door outside. Zhao Lin picked up the napkin on the table, wiped her mouth, leaned over and said to Yang Fan, "it should be ah yuan. I'll open the door for him."

Yang Fan eyebrows a pick, unexpectedly still really sent to?

He pulled two mouthfuls of noodles and cleaned the soup, noodles and meat in the basin. Yang Fan couldn't help standing up.

At this time, Zhao Lin had opened the door of the small kitchen and came in with a young man in a black suit. In the young man's hand, she held a fresh-keeping food box about one meter long and wide, in which there was a glittering red meat.

Yang Fan's mental power was slightly swept away, and he was surprised that he was really a piece of flesh and blood of the level 6 demon king. Even if he had been isolated, the meat was still fresh, and he could feel a powerful demon power breath.

Such a big piece of flesh and blood is more than 200 kilograms!

"It seems that I really spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain before. Wang Zhihe and his wife didn't lie. What's their origin? The flesh and blood of the level 6 demon king can be sent as soon as possible. It's not an ordinary trench!"

Yang Fan feels that he may have really met some great people. If he doesn't do well, the human feelings of others will be really valuable.

Wang Zhihe stood up, took the food box in a yuan's hand with one hand, gently placed it on the chopping board of the stove, and said to Yang Fan in a low voice, "a little care. I hope brother Yang Fan won't refuse."

As soon as Yang Fan's eyes tightened, he fixed his eyes on Wang Zhihe. He easily handled almost 200 kilograms of things with one hand. I'm afraid Wang Zhihe's cultivation is not low.

Before that, he had not been able to sense any fluctuation of Qi and blood cultivation from Wang Zhihe and Zhao Lin. at the beginning, he didn't care very much. After all, although there are many ordinary people in the world, there are countless ordinary people. There are many ordinary people without any cultivation on this airship.

You know, martial arts talent has nothing to do with more money and less money. No matter how rich you are, you can't buy something that was destined from birth.

But now, Yang Fan has to doubt that the cultivation level of the two people should be far beyond the scope of his exploration, or wearing a treasure to cover the breath of cultivation can completely isolate his spiritual exploration.

And these two situations, either of them, represent the extraordinary qualities of the couple's wife.

I really met a big man. This is!