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Chapter 265 The mission is blocked?

"Dad, are we really going there tomorrow?"

The live broadcast lottery draw here has just ended. In the courtyard of the Tan family, the father and son of the Tan family are sitting and chatting in the brightly lit courtyard after dinner. After Tan Bing poured a cup of tea for Mr. Tan, he was stunned. He stared blankly at his father.

I used to think that his father was a very stable person. Although he was a little old urchin when he was with Mr. Zheng, at least he was never confused about major matters.

However, there was a scene just now that completely confused Tan Bing. Just now, after the whole family finished dinner, the juniors left. After the live broadcast lottery draw, he suddenly said that he wanted to go to Zhang Yang's fan gathering tomorrow afternoon.

Do you want to go there?You said you are so old, what are you doing together with young Englishmen?What's more, you are not a fan of others, so you just went, and you still took me with you, isn't it a joke.

However, seeing his son's unbelievable look here, Mr. Tan calmly poured the tea his son had just poured into his stomach, then rolled his eyes and looked at him and said.

"Although you and I are old, I'm not so old that I can't even speak clearly. Tomorrow, you boy, go to the live broadcast room to contact me. Don't forget to give a reward first before talking. It's best to chat privately, and tomorrow You have to follow me too."

Mr. Tan's words were unquestionable, and he subconsciously used the serious tone he usually used when teaching his son cooking skills. Tan Bing here saw that his old man's words suddenly became serious, so he knew it was not a joke. That's right, he nodded his head decisively and didn't ask any more questions about this matter, but he still asked curiously.

"Dad, then what are we going to do? Tomorrow is Zhang Yang's fan gathering, is it appropriate for us to go?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing his son's words, Mr. Tan, who was lying on the recliner and looked a little old, suddenly got up, slapped Tan Bing on the head, and then used a face full of hatred look at him.

"Always say you, don't bury your head in those recipes at home, can you innovate? Didn't you hear what Zhang Yang said before? Tomorrow he will cook to entertain his fans, according to Lao Zheng , this kid is a person who values ​​friendship, so he will definitely come up with some special skills, don't you know how to learn it?"

Let him hear his old man's words, Tan Bing was stunned on the spot, and asked in an uncertain tone.

"Dad, why don't we ask him where he learned the braised shark's fin? Besides, is Zhang Yang's cooking really that good? Even if it's really good, will he teach it when we go?"

A series of three consecutive questions was thrown out, and Tan Bing felt as if he suddenly didn't understand his old man's thoughts. It seemed that there was a bottomless generation gap between the two of them, but even if there was a generation gap, and this gap It's still a gap, it should be that the old man can't understand what he said, what is this in reverse?
It's also 9 years of compulsory education. Could it be that the old man secretly made up lessons behind his back?

And Mr. Tan over here showed a trace of impatience after hearing what his son said, but he still answered these three questions looking at this disappointing son.

"Actually, I didn't tell you. The last time I went to Huaguo Mountain with Lao Zheng and the others, I saw Zhang Yang once, but I guess he didn't have much impression of me. In fact, when I saw him at the beginning, he would cook braised shark's fin." I was also a little skeptical, but just teaching Zheng Shuang this dish to him without hesitation, I can already be sure that his recipe must not have been obtained through improper means, otherwise it would be impossible to hesitate Just teach it, besides, have you forgotten your uncle?"

As soon as he mentioned the uncle, there was a flash of understanding in Tan Bing's eyes. His uncle had a conflict with his father back then. As a result, the uncle who was 20 years older than his father ran away from home on the spot. , There is no news about this trip. If Zhang Yang learned this braised shark's fin, if the way is normal, it seems that only his uncle who has no news can teach it. Thinking of this, his eyes light up again.

"Dad, doesn't that mean that Zhang Yang has seen Uncle?"

There was also a flash of excitement in Mr. Tan's eyes, and he nodded and looked at his son.

"That's right, that's also the purpose of my visit. If he really met, I would be able to find your uncle. Also, don't underestimate Zhang Yang's cooking skills. Sometimes I even feel that I am better than you." Not with him, according to his approach to Zheng Shuang and my understanding of him, if you ask for advice with an open mind, he should teach you a few dishes, even if it is an exchange, it will benefit you a lot, little soldier, When we chefs have reached this stage, we can no longer limit our attention to wealth, as long as we find opportunities that can improve our cooking skills, we must firmly grasp them."

Not to mention that the father and son found an excuse for Zhang Yang to know how to make braised shark's fin, so Zhang Yang woke up after a good night's sleep with He Xiaoman, only to find that it was already pouring rain outside.

Standing by the bedroom window, He Xiaoman looked at the heavy rain outside, his expression seemed to relax a little.

"Brother Yang, you should have a rest this morning due to the heavy rain, right?"

However, Zhang Yang frowned deeply, "What are you doing for a rest? Rest, this rainy task is enough. As of last night before going to bed, the number of fans in the live broadcast room reached about 86, and there are still nearly [-] fans." The gap, he still counted on this morning's live broadcast to make up the gap, but the heavy rain came at a bit of an inopportune time.

In fact, he can go out by himself in this rain, but he is afraid of being in a scenic spot, especially the cemetery. He is going to a place that is not open to the public today. This is the special help of Mr. Zheng, and it is not a place that is not open to the public. You can't go if it rains. The key problem is that this place is still under maintenance. It is estimated that it will not let you in if it rains.

"Let's take a look first. I'll call the old man to see if the place is allowed to enter this morning."

However, just as he finished talking to He Xiaoman, the mobile phone he had placed beside the bed rang suddenly, and when he went to pick it up, it turned out that it was Mr. Zheng who he was about to call just now.

Could it be that there is some bad news?Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment and pressed the answer button.

"Good morning, old man."

Sure enough, his guess was confirmed, and Mr. Zheng's regretful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiao Zhang, I probably won't be able to go this morning. It's under maintenance. There are unsafe factors in rainy days. You probably won't be able to go this morning, but you can also take a rest."

"Okay, it's okay, thank you, old man, by the way, don't forget to have dinner at night."

Chatted with Mr. Zheng for a few more words, and invited him not to forget about the fan meeting at night. In fact, he also invited some old people he met in the park last time. They all knew each other anyway, and These people are all from his live broadcast room, so he invited them all.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang frowned deeply. Originally, according to his idea, today he would go to a cemetery that was never open to the public. With 4 fans left, it should be easy to handle, but he couldn't go now. Yes, although going to a scenic spot that is usually open can also complete the task, but he is just in case, otherwise he will have to find a place in the Ming Tombs after this time is over.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter? Can't you go? Seeing how regretful you are, why don't you go this morning?"

Zhang Yang was about to answer He Xiaoman's words, but at this moment, he happened to focus his attention on the live broadcast room, seeing the number of fans who followed him, his mood suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny.

899990 people! ! ! ! !
He didn't look at the progress of the number of fans when he got up in the morning, but it was a surprise for him. The number of fans who reached 90 was only 10 people away from completing the task? ! ! ! !

How can it be?

This is just a sleep, and it has increased by 4?Could it be that something happened last night?

He is not so narcissistic that he thinks that if he sleeps and throws the drone outside, it will bring him an increase of nearly 4 fans in the middle of the night. It must be something happened last night. Thinking of this He quickly picked up his phone and looked through the barrage after he went to bed last night.

As a result, I instantly understood why the number of fans suddenly increased by 4.

(End of this chapter)