Chapter 942

Under the dimensional strike of the top students, Liu Xu zhi could only endure.

Could it be that I am so easily deceived?

"This poem was originally titled 《The Silence of Ban Zha Gu Lu Bai Ma》, the author is Zha xila mu Duo Duo, and it comes from his 2007 work collection 《Suspected Wind and Moon》." Su Yun laughed and said, "How about it, Old Liu?"

If he were a bit more reserved, this pretentious act could score higher, Zheng Ren thought. Perhaps everyone is already familiar with it, so Su Yun didn't intend to show off; he simply wanted to mock Liu Xu zhi.

"Really?" Liu Xu zhi was speechless, but he still believed this poem was a verse by Cangyang Gyatso.

Just as he was trying to uphold the dignity of the practitioners in the Xinglin Yuan live broadcast room, Liu Xu zhi forgot about the dimensional strike and forgot that he was facing a few hateful top students.

He was like Don Quixote, recklessly courting death.

"There's nothing to discuss about this." Zheng Ren waved his hand and said: "The court already has a ruling."

"" Liu Xu zhi was stunned for a moment. "The court? How did it get involved with the court?"

"Zha xila mu Duo Duo is a pen name. The author's real name is Tan Xiao Jing, a girl from Guangdong. On the morning of October 19, 2011, she succeeded in her rights protection at the Di Du East City Court."

"The court ruled that Zhuhai Publishing Co., Ltd. must stop publishing and distributing the book 《See and Not See》 containing the content of 《That Day That Month That Year》, and the Beijing Xinhua Bookstore Wangfujing Store must stop selling this book." Zheng Ren looked at Liu Xu zhi with some doubt.

"Boss Zheng, what's wrong?" Liu Xu zhi felt a bit uneasy.

"The court has a ruling, you don't know? Old Liu, you can't be so easily fooled." Zheng Ren said earnestly.

Seeing Zheng Ren's honest and simple expression, Liu Xu zhi felt that his understanding of something might be off.

As they chatted, the dishes they ordered were served one by one.

After researching for an afternoon, nobody had much interest in eating. It wasn't to celebrate the success of the surgery live broadcast; they were holding back their energy to have a good drink.

They also didn't drink alcohol, silently ate a few bites, and the chat topic shifted to TIPS surgery. Although Su Yun looked down on it, making ordinary and grassroots doctors understand this disease is a very important matter.

If it's not resolved soon, it will affect the surgery volume, and thus affect this year's chance of winning the Nobel Prize.

Although Su Yun didn't believe they could win the Nobel Prize that year, they still had to give it their all.

At first they talked softly, but later Zheng Ren and Mu Tao's opinions diverged, and the argument's volume gradually grew.

When Su Yun joined the fray, the dining table practically turned into a small battlefield.

Liu Xu zhi stared, dumbfounded.

Do the top students really live like this? It seems a bit strange; just eating rice, they can start arguing.

With Su Yun's joining, Zheng Ren began to fall silent. He seemed to be pondering something, then he waved at the server and said, "Server!"

A young server who had just started came over; it was mealtime, and he was swamped. He ran over all the way, still wearing a smile on his face.

"Sir, what's the matter?" the young man asked.

Zheng Ren pointed at the stir-fried liver tips with his chopsticks and said, "This liver."

The young man's face suddenly turned tense; his gaze fell on the stir-fried liver tips as he carefully looked for hairs, steel wool balls, or similar things.

Nope, he didn't find anything.

"Do you have any raw? The whole liver kind?" Zheng Ren asked.

"" The young man was stunned.

Is this for eating, or to cause trouble?

He hadn't been a server for short; he had encountered people deliberately finding fault before, but they usually complained about hairs or flies. This person, however, is really strange, wanting a whole raw liver?

"I'll go ask." Although he was surprised, he still composed himself, said it softly, and went to the back.

Soon he came running back, out of breath, and said, "Sir, there's none."

Su Yun knew what Zheng Ren wanted to do; he waved at the young server, a rare gentle smile appearing on his face, and said, "If you can't settle it, call out your head chef or boss."

"You..." the young man was clueless, really not knowing what this group of people intended to do.

"Your pig liver isn't fresh." Su Yun said, "It's not just not fresh; it's diseased. Do we really need to take this to the health and epidemic prevention station for inspection?"

"Damn..." the server was about to cry.

"Are you some kind of golden-eyed monkey? You can tell the pig liver is diseased? Bullshit."

However, spouting nonsense left him unable to respond, and fearing there might really be a problem, his face flushed with embarrassment; he kept bowing and ran back again to find someone.

"Yun Ge'er, is it really diseased?" Liu Xu zhi asked honestly.

"You're the one who's diseased." Su Yun picked up a chopstick of stir-fried liver tips and put it in his mouth, "The taste is not bad, just a bit salty. I still prefer Cantonese cuisine, lighter. Let me tell you, Old Liu, I heard you eat hand-held meat with only fermented bean curd and chive flowers?"

"Many people eat it that way."

"Use less salt, or else at your age you'll eventually need to have the boss perform heart surgery." Su Yun savored the stir-fried liver tips, chatting nonsense with Liu Xu zhi.

Soon, a short, fat middle-aged man with a stern expression came to the table.

"Gentlemen, you said the pig liver has a problem?" He spoke politely, but his tone was extremely stern; his jaw muscles tensed, as if he was holding back his inner anger.

"You're the boss, right?" Zheng Ren laughed and said, "I just want a whole pig liver, nothing else."

"Boss, either we go to the back kitchen to check the pig liver, or we talk it out." Su Yun pointed at the pig liver with his chopsticks and said, "This is hepatitis-infected pig liver; you made it like this, aren't you afraid of infecting the diners?"

"" The boss was stunned.

"It's hepatitis B." Su Yun lowered his voice, "This is no small matter. We're not from the health and epidemic prevention station; we just want to see what a whole liver looks like."

"Impossible, I've been in the food and beverage industry for so many years, I've never heard that pig liver has hepatitis B virus." Boss's pale, chubby face turned ashen, he stubbornly retorted.

"Come on, come on." Su Yun said: "You're stubborn, let's just talk about it."

He picked up a slice of pig liver, gestured at the short, chubby Boss, and Strange asked: "Are you afraid others won't know? From so far away?"

The short, chubby Boss couldn't figure out what this group meant; seeing there were two foreigners, the rest also looked refined and cultured, not like troublemakers.

He felt confused, moved forward to get closer.

"You look here, do you know what this is?" Su Yun asked with a weird smile.

"……" Boss remained silent.

All the pig livers seem to be like this. If you really want to ask what those little bumps on top are, who the hell knows!

"This is hepatic cirrhosis nodules!" Su Yun's face changed, he turned his face faster than flipping a page, startling Boss.

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Fermented tofu, it won't be blocked, add a juice and it becomes an asterisk. Sir Bird's Nest, you truly do not deceive me~~haha, this sentence was added later. Ladies and gentlemen, dawn is breaking, please rest early.