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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters go back in advance

Looking at the three girls who could no longer eat anything, touching their round belly without any image, Yang Feng said with a smile: "How is it? Have you eaten all of them?"

"Yeah!" Masako's most beautiful and pure appearance, her big eyes narrowed into a slit, and nodded with difficulty: "To be honest, this is the first time I have eaten Wagyu beef from Kobe. I used to hear people say that Wagyu is delicious, but today I finally got it."

"Yes, it's so delicious, it melts at the mouth." Ayano also had a look of aftertaste, and the tallest girl nodded repeatedly.

When she first took her beef, the beef that had not been cooked was instantly melted. The evenly distributed oil melted, like a big net, slowly covering her tongue, and her taste buds were willing to be frozen.

She swears that she will never forget this smell in her life.

Seeing the three girls satisfied, Yang Feng smiled and said to the waiter in a kimono who was standing aside to serve, "Come here to check out."

The waiter came up knowingly and said respectfully: "Dear guests, your consumption was 385,000 yen in total. Are you swiping your card or paying cash?"

"Bang..."

Just as the tall girl was about to drink water, the cup in her hand fell on the table with a slight stuttering, Masako stuttered, "Just... the table of food we ate just now costs 380,000 yen?"

"Of course." Yang Feng knocked her head and cursed with a smile: "What do you think is that this is one of the most expensive restaurants in Tokyo. The wholesale price of the beef you just ate is worth 4,000 to 5,000 yen per kilogram. When the chef prepares them and serves them on the table, the price will increase by at least five times. The other dishes are almost the same. Is 380,000 yuan more expensive?

But fortunately, if you go to the top Western restaurants for dinner, you can have a meal of millions of yen." Yang Feng said, taking out his wallet and handing the money to the waiter.

Hearing this, the three girls who were still surprised by the price of this meal were all silent. They realized that the lives of rich people were completely beyond their imagination, and poverty had limited their imagination.

After coming out of the restaurant, Yang Feng walked in front, and the three girls still surrounded him in the middle. When they walked to the door, Yang Feng stopped and said to the three girls, "Okay, I'm very happy that you three beautiful girls have a happy day with me today. Thank you very much.

But as a veteran, I still want to advise you. The most important thing for you now is to study hard. Whether you like the school or your teachers or not, at least now, the school is the only place where you can learn knowledge. Don’t wait until you enter society in the future before you regret it.”

After saying that, Yang Feng took out six bills of 10,000 yuan and handed them to the three girls.

But what he didn't expect was that the three women looked at the banknotes in Yang Feng's hand and did not immediately reach out to take them. Instead, they stared at Yang Feng without saying a word.

"You guys are..."

Yang Feng looked at them in confusion. What's wrong with these three girls? Do you even need to pay?

The tallest girl seemed to be the bravest of the three girls. She suddenly grabbed Yang Feng's hand and said bravely: "Uncle, come with me!"

After saying that, she pulled Yang Feng and ran to a hotel next to her. The remaining two girls looked at each other, and their faces were slightly red and gritted their teeth, and followed them...

In the evening, the sunset began to set in the west. Yang Feng, who was dressed, looked at the three beautiful figures who were still sleeping in various positions. He took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet and placed them on the cabinet next to the tatami. Then he opened the door and walked out.

Among the few just now, these three girls also refreshed Yang Feng's understanding of them. Although they were defeated in the end, being able to hold on for nearly three hours under the offensive of Yang Daguanren was considered a victory.

The one who made Yang Feng look at him most was the purest and most beautiful Masako. Although she was the youngest, she was the strongest. If it weren't for her support, the battle would have ended an hour ago.

Yang Feng just put hundreds of thousands of yen on the cabinet, which is considered to be a thank you for your help today, and also put an end to today's acquaintance.

Hearing the sound of the door outside closing, the three sleeping people opened their eyes almost at the same time, and they both saw the surprise, shyness, reluctance and resentment in each other's eyes...

Yang Feng returned home. At this time, Youjia had already finished school and Xiangzi had already prepared the meal. The two sat in the living room watching TV. When they saw Yang Feng coming back, Xiangzi showed joy on her face and quickly greeted her and said gently: "But then, you are back, wash your hands and have dinner."

Yang Feng laughed, opened his hands and hugged Xiangzi, and gently kissed her white forehead: "Okay, I'm hungry too."

At this time, Youjia also served the meal and sat at the dining table waiting for the two of them.

Xiangzi's cooking skills are really good, otherwise she would not have raised Youjia with this craft for so many years. Although Yang Feng has bought a small hotel for her to run it, Xiangzi still likes to go to the kitchen to observe the chef's cooking techniques in person.

It is logical that a stolen master who grew up so brightly is absolutely not allowed, but who told her to be the boss? As long as the chef is not broken, he will definitely not even dare to put one more fart. Not only will he not dare to put one more, but he also has to respectfully ask if he has learned it. If he has not learned it, it doesn’t matter. I will explain it to you personally.

With these hard study, Xiangzi's cooking skills are also improving rapidly, and Yang Feng is also very satisfied with this period of rice.

After eating the fifth bowl of rice, Yang Feng finally put down his chopsticks, picked up the flavor-enhancing soup in front of him and drank it all. After putting down the bowl, he also gave Xiangzi a thumbs up, "Xiangzi's skills are getting better and better. I am really worried that if I can't eat the food made by Xiangzi after returning to China, I will not be able to eat it."

Hearing Yang Feng's praise, Xiangzi's pretty eyes narrowed into a slit, but said modestly.

"But that's too much. My cooking skills are far worse than those chefs in the hotel. But as long as I like it, I will make it for you every day in the future."

You Jia looked at her mother who was smiling from ear to ear, cursed her lips and cursed her flatteringly, but she couldn't help but say: "Since you like it, don't go back. If you stay here, can you eat it every day?"

Yang Feng shook his head, "Well, this is not possible. I have a lot of things to do. I originally planned to stay here for a week, but it seems that the date of going back is ahead of schedule."

"What...you have to go back early?"

Two words in unison sounded almost at the same time.
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