"Papa!"
Dahei, who was in Yang Fan's bosom, suddenly moved, drooling non-stop. Obviously, it had also smelled the scent of the high rank demonic beast's flesh and couldn't help but drool.
The higher the rank of the demonic beast's flesh, the richer the spiritual energy contained within. Dahei, who relied on spiritual energy and flesh to evolve and advance, was the most sensitive to this kind of high rank demonic beast's flesh. It had no resistance at all.
Normally, it wouldn't have the chance to eat this kind of Demonic Beast King level flesh. Now that it had the chance, how could this silly dog not be excited?
Yang Fan softly comforted it. It was also his first time seeing the flesh of a sixth grade Demonic Beast King.
Although four seventh grade Demonic Beast Kings had died outside West Chu last night, their corpses were all hidden away by Master Nan Nan. He simply didn't have the chance to see them. Picking up leftovers was simply impossible.
Even a half-step King like Master Nan Nan couldn't possibly not care about the energy of a seventh grade Demonic Beast King's flesh.
Therefore, although Yang Fan was very envious, he didn't have the guts to snatch the food from the tiger's mouth. He could only watch as all the benefits entered Master Nan Nan's pocket.
He had never thought that what he couldn't get in West Chu, he would be able to get it so easily on the way to the Guardian Mansion.
Although it was only the flesh of a sixth grade Demonic Beast King, it was still very amazing. Otherwise, with Yang Fan's current strength, if he wanted to go out of the city to hunt a sixth grade Demonic Beast King, it would be absolutely impossible.
"Master, master, I feel that as long as I eat this sixth grade Demonic Beast King's flesh, I will definitely be able to advance again. How about you let me eat it all?"
Dahei hid in Yang Fan's pocket and shamelessly asked Yang Fan for help. Its face was full of greed.
"Get lost!"
Yang Fan was so angry that he laughed. This silly dog, for a mouthful of food, it even dared to trick its master.
Don't think that he didn't know the conversion efficiency of this silly dog's Heaven Swallowing Beast King's blood. Not to mention these two hundred kilograms of Demonic Beast King's flesh, even if it swallowed a complete sixth grade Demonic Beast King's corpse, it wouldn't be able to touch the threshold of the Demonic Beast King realm.
"Later, you and Floret will have one piece each. Ten kilograms, no one is allowed to eat more!"
"Also, if you dare to lie in front of me again, I'll shut you in the little black room and never let you out!"
Hearing Yang Fan's threat, Dahei shrank its neck and hurriedly called "PaPa", "PaPa" in a fawning manner.
It didn't want to enter the little black room?
Inside the pet space, time stood still and all five senses were shut off. Staying inside was like lying in a coffin. There was no joy at all.
Dahei soon became well-behaved and didn't dare to snatch the meat from its master anymore.
Yang Fan looked at the food box with a smile and cupped his hands at Wang Zhihe without any trace of politeness. "If that's the case, then I'll have to thank Mr. Wang!"
"It's my duty. Brother Yang, don't be so polite!"
Seeing that Yang Fan didn't refuse, Wang Zhihe was even happier than Yang Fan. He liked people who were straightforward and didn't mince their words.
If they liked something, they liked it. If they wanted something, they wanted it. They weren't pretentious at all.
Moreover, from Wang Zhihe's point of view, Yang Fan was a chef with superb culinary skills. When he saw a sixth grade Demonic Beast King like yak meat, it was normal for him to be excited and greedy.
There wasn't a chef who didn't like high-end and delicate ingredients. This was their profession.
After giving out the gift, Wang Zhihe didn't say anything more. He returned to the table and continued eating his unfinished steak.
Zhao Lin waved her hand and sent Ah Yuan out. She also returned to the table and sat beside Wang Zhihe. She turned her head and looked at her son who was still happily eating noodles. Then she looked up at Yang Fan. She wanted to say something but didn't.
"Madam, hurry up and eat. Otherwise, the food will get cold."
Wang Zhihe glanced at Zhao Lin and calmly reminded her. Zhao Lin came back to her senses and quickly retracted her gaze. She picked up the knife and fork again and ate the beef on the plate.
Anyone could see that Madam Wang wasn't eating as happily as before. With a knot in her heart, no matter how delicious the food was, it would become tasteless.
Yang Fan understood.
Both of them had their own desires. It was just that Wang Zhihe was shrewd and acted indifferent. Zhao Lin was worried about her son and couldn't wait.
Yang Fan nodded at the two of them and didn't say anything else. Instead, he stood up and opened the food container on the chopping board. He took out a knife and picked up three portions of yak meat, each weighing about one pound each, with a mixture of fat and lean.
He skillfully crushed the tendons, cut the fibers, and marinated them.
Using spiritual energy as the source, he slowly penetrated the three pieces of Demonic Beast King meat and completely stimulated the spiritual energy in them. He quickly absorbed the taste of salt and seasoning on the surface.
After that, he poured oil over a slow flame and directly placed the three pieces of beef into the pot.
"You picked up a kitchen knife and dissected a sixth grade yak meat. You are familiar with the texture of the sixth grade yak meat. Knife skill + 1. Cooking skill + 2."
"You started to marinate the sixth grade yak meat. You are familiar with the ratio of sauces. Cooking skill + 2."
"You started to slowly fry the sixth grade yak meat. You have a better understanding of the control of the fire. Cooking skill + 2."
"You finished frying a yak steak. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It is moderately soft and hard. The spiritual energy does not disperse and the aroma is deeply hidden in the meat. You are more familiar with the technique of cooking steak. Cooking skill + 10."
"…"
After more than ten minutes, Yang Fan's cooking skill increased by almost sixty points. The total value of his cooking skill soared to one hundred and eighty-one points.
Although there was still a long way to go before he could reach level 2 God of Cooking's Apprentice, Yang Fan could clearly feel that his cooking skill had improved. The three steaks in front of him right now were far more exquisite than the Man Man steak he cooked just now.
Yang Fan found three food containers in the freezer and skillfully wrapped the three portions of yak steak. He gently placed them on the dining table where Wang Zhenghe and his wife were sitting.
"These are the three portions of food I prepared for your son. It will ensure that he won't go hungry before he reaches the Guardian's Mansion."
Yang Fan whispered to the two of them, "After you go back, you can directly put it in the fridge. When you need it, you can take it out and heat it up for a minute before eating. It shouldn't affect the taste of the food."
With two bowls of noodles at the bottom, Wang Yuansheng's digestive system had been successfully activated. After all, he was a sixth grade Martial Disciple. His body was much stronger than the average person. If he continued to eat demonic beast meat, it wouldn't affect him much.
Zhao Lin was pleasantly surprised. She repeatedly stood up and thanked him. She treated the three food containers as if they were treasures.
Wang Zhenghe lightly nodded and asked Yang Fan, "When Brother Yang saw Yuansheng just now, he determined that he had been poisoned. I wonder if Brother Yang has a way to cure it?"
After beating around the bush for so long, pulling strings, owing favors, and giving gifts, Wang Zhenghe finally revealed his true intentions at the last moment.
Yang Fan wasn't surprised. Previously, when Zhao Lin asked him, although Wang Zhenghe tried to stop her, Yang Fan could see that this Mr. Wang actually had the same intention. It was just that he was more shrewd. He felt that they had just met and weren't familiar with each other, so he didn't say anything.
Until now, after a short exchange of more than ten minutes, there was a certain level of trust between them. Only then did Wang Zhenghe formally ask Yang Fan.
This person did things at a leisurely pace. He was calm and collected. He actually had some tricks up his sleeve.
If Yang Fan had the opportunity and reason to reject them at the beginning, now that their friendship had reached this point and he had received benefits from them, how could he have the nerve to reject them?
Yang Fan lightly smiled and said, "Mr. Wang thinks too highly of me. I'm actually just an ordinary high school student. How would I know anything about detoxification?"
"However, when I was in school, I did read some medical books. I only know a little about medicine. The reason why I could tell that your son was unwell was because of this. "
Yang Fan glanced at Wang Yuansheng and said, "Of course, if Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang don't mind, I can try to take your son's pulse. I might not be able to find the root cause."
Yang Fan had always thought of himself as a righteous, virtuous, and compassionate person. He had never seen anyone suffer in front of him.
Therefore, since he didn't receive any benefits from Wang Zhenghe and his wife, he definitely couldn't bear to see Wang Yuansheng continue to be so weak. If he could help, he definitely wouldn't stand by and do nothing.
Yes, he was that pure and kind!
"It's fine, it's fine!" Wang Zhenghe hurriedly waved his hand and said, "As long as Brother Yang is willing to help, I will be extremely grateful. No matter the final result, I will owe Brother Yang a favor!"
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched.
Another favor?
In such a short period of time, Wang Zhenghe had already owed him four favors. He was starting to doubt whether Wang Zhenghe's favor was really that valuable.
Things were precious when they were rare. If he owed too many favors, wouldn't it depreciate?
Moreover, this Wang Zhenghe seemed to like to owe others a favor.
Zhao Lin also excitedly pulled her son to her side. She lifted his right hand and placed it on the table. She looked at Yang Fan nervously.
Whether it was Wang Zhenghe or Zhao Lin, they didn't look down on Yang Fan because of his age and status.
At their level, they no longer judged people by their appearance. As long as they had true ability, even if they were only a teenager, they were still worthy of their respect.
There was no seniority in learning, the one who reached the top was the teacher. They had seen too many young geniuses like this in the past few decades. Perhaps Yang Fan was such a young genius with special talent.
After all, Yang Fan was the second person to see that their son might have been poisoned. This in itself was very telling.
Because the first person to see that Wang Yuansheng wasn't sick, but poisoned, was the capital's famous peerless doctor, Hua Yuhuan.
Half a month ago, they had pulled many strings and spent a lot of money to obtain the opportunity for Doctor Hua Yuhuan to perform a remote video diagnosis.
Unfortunately, although Doctor Hua could see that Wang Yuansheng was poisoned, because he couldn't actually feel the pulse, he couldn't determine what kind of poison Wang Yuansheng was suffering from. Naturally, he couldn't research and develop an antidote.
This time, they rushed to the Guardian Residence, other than to visit the local famous doctors or chefs to ask for some life-saving elixirs and delicious food, the most important thing was to transfer to a higher level intercontinental long-distance spaceship from the Guardian Residence to the capital and seek treatment from Doctor Hua Yuhuan.
For the sake of their son's strange illness, Wang Zhihe and his wife almost broke their hearts.
Therefore, even if they saw a little bit of hope, they wanted to firmly grasp it.
Moreover, Yang Fan was able to see the root of Wang Yuansheng's anorexia at a glance. The hope of a cure was more than just a little bit. Maybe he wasn't inferior to Doctor Hua in the capital.
If they could find a cure here, why would they need to take the risk of bringing the child to the capital, which was tens of thousands of miles away?
An intercontinental spaceship wasn't as safe and reliable as advertised. If it wasn't necessary, no one would be willing to float in the air all month long, always on guard against the invasion of demon beasts.
"Brother Yang Fan, I'll leave it to you!"
Zhao Lin looked at Yang Fan with a face full of gratitude. The hope and expectation in her eyes moved people.
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