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Until sitting in the old shop of the Zhong family and having a cup of hot tea, Lin Xiaoling didn't feel her body warm.

It's terrible!

For a girl who has not experienced human affairs or even talked about one of her boyfriends, in front of dozens of people, especially in the presence of her two subordinates, she openly grabs a man's little brother and asks for kisses on her own initiative, which brings a great psychological burden to Lin Xiaoling.

Whether it's a blow or a thrill, in short, Lin Xiaoling feels that she has been born with no love.

"I'm not too late for my colleagues to eat, but I'm not late for you, manager. I don't want to eat any more." Yang Fan's expression is chatty, but he can't speak. His uncle and his wife, as well as Lin Xiaoling's two subordinates, are looking at them with strange eyes. It is obviously not a good idea to keep silent.

Yang Tieliang, the village accountant of yangshugou, two middle-aged women hitchhikers, and a group of people who are not too big to watch the excitement have already left. They can't go to other people's restaurants to watch the excitement. Even if they want to look down again, they can't help it.

At first, uncle Yang Fan and his wife didn't know what happened in the town, but they couldn't stand the argument. There were not only one or two people who saw Lin Xiaoling and Yang Fan kissing in public. Dozens of people were also such a love affair. In less than half an hour, almost half of Qingshan town knew about it.

Last time, Yang Fan and Baimei, who drove a luxury car, showed their love in public. Many people in Qingshan town have seen that scene. Now they openly kiss a super beauty no less than Baimei. It is far beyond the cognitive level of many people. One of the beauties of this level can shoot out smoke from their ancestors' graves. Yang Fan's goods are two in a bubble, which is no longer the ancestral tomb Smoke, but the ancestral grave is on fire.

If it's in Jiangnan City, it's nothing to do with the thing just now. Kissing in public is nothing. There are a lot of people who chew and touch wantonly on the bus. On the bench of the park, there are also some things about the daytime propaganda. It's drizzling!

However, Qingshan town can't do it. The people in Qingshan town are still relatively simple, and neither can Lin Xiaoling. Although she works in Fuhua Hotel, she is a traditional conservative like Bai Mei. She is not a woman who will hand herself over casually.

The atmosphere is really weird. In order to ease the embarrassment, Yang Fan hides in the kitchen to cook lunch. She'd better let Lin Xiaoling calm down. Unexpectedly, the girl is so funny, but she seems to be a little stronger than Bai Mei. Last time she was kissing Baimei, she seemed to cry, but Lin Xiaoling didn't cry, otherwise she would lose her face even more.

In order to make up for his reckless fault, Yang Fan simply took out his own real skills. The dishes he cooked were all space vegetables, cold mixed space bean sprouts, cold mixed space cucumber, sugar space tomato, monkey head chicken soup, space pepper fried meat slices, and red braised carp drinking space spring water

Yang Fan did not think it was enough. He picked a space watermelon, cut it into a fruit plate and put it in the middle of the table. He even took out a jar of space medicine wine and poured a cup for everyone.

When Yang Fan takes things from the jade pendant space, he is pleased to find that a small amount of watermelon planted in the past period has matured, two or three whiskers close to the melon stalk have withered and curled, the round hole at the corolla has shrunk smaller than that of mung bean, the rind becomes smooth and bright, and the white hair near the melon stalk almost completely falls off, which are the signs of watermelon maturity.

Due to the different varieties of watermelon, it is no longer effective to use hand patting watermelon in the early years to identify whether the watermelon is mature or not. It is not as long as you hear the sound that all the ripe melons are heard. If the melon skin is too thick or too thin, it will make this method misjudged.

When the fruits and vegetables are served on the table, everyone's eyes immediately turn away from Lin Xiaoling and Yang Fan. They don't need to taste them. They can hardly resist the smell of food, the unique fragrance of watermelon and the attractive mellow aroma of space medicinal wine.

Yang Fan's move was really good. Lin Xiaoling, who was outside her soul game, smelled the attractive food and fruits. She immediately woke up and looked at a large table full of delicious food. She immediately made the most correct decision to turn her grief into strength and reward her injured soul.

Don't talk about other people. Zhong runqiang, who deals with meals every day, wants to leave other customers alone and come over for a big meal.

Think about it. Even if it is a meal with super seasoning, it can't be compared with it. It's estimated that even people with anorexia will be able to quickly recover from the smell of these dishes.

Although it's not noon yet, due to the recent reputation of the Zhong family's old shop, the restaurant is almost full of seats. When Yang Fan's dishes are put on the table, the restaurant, which was still very noisy, became silent, and even a needle dropped to the ground could be heard clearly.

In the long course of evolution, human beings have lost too many instincts. Even the weak creatures such as mice and ants have the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Human beings have almost no instinct.

Up to now, there are only a few human instincts left. In behaviorism, there are only three kinds of human instinctsThe first is the individual survival instinct, which is manifested in the need to satisfy hunger and thirst;

the second is the ethnic conservation instinct, which is manifested in sexual behavior and breeding and rearing the next generation;

the third is the self-defense instinct, which is manifested in the resistance to external threats.

Now, all the people who smell the food in Yang Fan's space are almost inspired by their survival instinct, and their desire for food almost drowns their reason. If they had not grown up in an orderly human society since childhood, someone would have rushed to grab food.

"Boss, give us the same kind of food, hurry up!"

"Boss, we want a table, here, pay first!"

"Boss, we also want one No, two tables, one for now and the other for packing! "

……

After a short silence, the restaurant suddenly burst into a frying pan. Almost everyone had to eat the same food as Yang Fan's table. The noise kept rising one after another, for fear that the boss could not hear his cry.

Zhong runqiang and his wife were silly on the spot. They didn't know how Yang Fan cooked the table food. They had never seen Yang Fan cook before, but they had never seen him cook such delicious food?

"Xiao Fan, why don't you work hard and make more tables for these guests?"

Yang Fan: "er..."

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