Chapter 921 Your Pork Liver Is Sick

Liu Xuzhi could only endure the blow of dimensionality reduction from the top students.

Is it so easy to be fooled?

"The original name of this poem is "The Silence of Banzaguru Pema", and the author is Tashiram Duoduo. The poem comes from his collection of works "Suspected Wind and Moon" created in 2007." Su Yun said with a smile, "How is it, old Liu?"

If he was more reserved, this coercive person would get a higher score, Zheng Ren evaluated in his heart. Maybe it's because everyone is familiar with it, Su Yun didn't want to pretend, but just wanted to laugh at Liu Xuzhi.

"Really?" Liu Xuzhi was speechless, but he still believed that this poem was written by Tsangyang Gyatso.

As if he was trying to maintain the dignity of the practitioners in the Xinglin Garden live broadcast, Liu Xuzhi forgot about the dimensionality reduction attack, and forgot that he was facing a few hateful academic bullies.

Like Don Quixote, I will die without hesitation.

"There's nothing to discuss about this." Zheng Ren waved his hand and said, "The courts have all judged."

"..." Liu Xuzhi was stunned for a moment, the court? Why is it involved in the court?

"Zashiram Duoduo is a pseudonym. The author's original name is Tan Xiaojing, a girl from Guangdong. On the morning of October 19, 2011, she successfully defended her rights in the Dongcheng Court of the Imperial Capital.

The court ruled that Zhuhai Publishing House Co., Ltd. stopped publishing and distributing the book "That Day, That Month, That Year" containing the content of "Seeing and Not Seeing", and Beijing Xinhua Bookstore Wangfujing Bookstore stopped selling this book. "Zheng Ren looked at Liu Xuzhi with some doubts.

"Boss Zheng, what's the matter?" Liu Xuzhi was a little worried.

"The court has a verdict, don't you know? Old Liu, you can't be so easy to deceive." Zheng Renyu said earnestly.

Looking at Zheng Ren's honest and simple expression, Liu Xuzhi felt that he seemed to have a wrong understanding of something.

While chatting, the dishes ordered were brought up one by one.

After studying all afternoon, no one was interested in eating. It's not like celebrating the success of the live broadcast of the operation, all holding back their energy and wanting to have a good meal.

I didn't drink any alcohol, I ate a few mouthfuls of food in silence, and the topic of chatting changed to TIPS surgery again. Although Su Yun disdains this very much, it is very important for "ordinary" and "basic" doctors to understand this disease.

If it is not solved for a long time, it will affect the amount of surgery, and even affect the winning of the Nobel Prize this year.

Although Su Yun didn't believe that he could win the Nobel Prize that year, he had to fight no matter what.

They chatted quietly at first, then Zheng Ren and Mu Tao disagreed, and the voices of the argument gradually grew louder.

When Su Yun joined the battle group, the dining table became a small battlefield.

Liu Xuzhi was dumbfounded.

Do all academics live like this? It looks a little strange, you can quarrel while eating.

With Su Yun joining, Zheng Ren became silent. He seemed to be thinking about something, when suddenly he waved to the waiter and said, "Waiter!"

The nearest young waiter came over. It was meal time and he was very busy. He trotted all the way over, with a smile on his face.

"Sir, what's the matter?" the boy asked.

Zheng Ren tapped the tip of the slippery liver in front of him with his chopsticks, and said, "This liver."

The young man's face suddenly became tense, and his eyes fell into the tip of his liver, carefully looking for hair, steel wool and other things.

No, nothing was found.

"Is there a raw one? The one with the whole liver." Zheng Ren asked.

"..." The young man was stunned.

Is this coming for a meal, or is it a mess?

He has been a waiter for a long time, and he has encountered people who deliberately find fault, but they basically talk about hair and flies. This one in front of me is really strange, wanting a whole raw liver?

"I'll go ask you." Although he was surprised, he restrained himself, finished speaking in a low voice, and went to the back.

Soon, he ran back and said out of breath, "Sir, there is no more."

Su Yun knew what Zheng Ren was going to do, he waved to the young waiter, with a rare gentle smile on his face, "You can't solve it, call your chef or boss out."

"You..." The young man didn't know what to do, he really didn't know what the group in front of him was going to do.

"Your pork liver is not fresh." Su Yun said, "It's not that it's not fresh, it's sick. Do you really want us to take this kind of thing to the health and epidemic prevention station for inspection?"

I'm going... the waiter is crying so much.

Your old man has sharp eyes? Can you tell if the pig liver is sick? Nonsense.

But he couldn't keep up with the nonsense, and he was afraid that there was something wrong. His face was full of embarrassment, he bowed again and again, and ran to the back to find someone again.

"Brother Yun, are you really sick?" Liu Xuzhi asked honestly.

"You are the only one who is sick." Su Yun picked up a chopstick and slid the tip of the liver into his mouth. "The taste is not bad, but it is a little salty. I still like Cantonese food, which is lighter. Let me tell you, Lao Liu, listen Said that you only use fermented bean curd and leek flowers when you eat hand-meat meat?"

"Many people eat like this."

"Put less salt, or else at your age, you will have to find the boss for heart surgery sooner or later." Su Yunpin smacked the tip of his liver, talking nonsense with Liu Xuzhi.

Soon, a chunky middle-aged man came to the table with a serious face.

"Gentlemen, do you think there is something wrong with the pork liver?" He spoke politely, but his tone was extremely serious. The masseter muscles bulged, and he seemed to be suppressing the anger in his heart.

"You are the boss." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "I just want a whole pork liver, nothing else."

"Boss, let's go to the back kitchen to have a look at the pork liver, or let's talk about it." Su Yun lit the pork liver with chopsticks, and said, "This is pork liver with hepatitis, so you can make it like this, so you're not afraid of infecting the diners." ?”

"..." The boss was stunned.

"Hepatitis B." Su Yun lowered his voice very low, "This is not a trivial matter. We are not from the health and epidemic prevention station, just want to see how the liver is treated."

"Impossible, I've been working in catering for so many years, and I've never heard of the hepatitis B virus in pork liver." The boss's fat face was pale, and he stubbornly retorted.

"Come here." Su Yun said: "You are stubborn, let's just talk about it."

He picked up a piece of pork liver, gestured at the short and fat boss, and asked strangely: "Are you afraid that others will not know? Are you so far away?"

The chunky boss couldn't figure out what this group of people meant. Seeing that there were two foreigners, the rest of them were also well-mannered, and it didn't seem like they were causing trouble.

He was confused and moved forward.

"Look here, do you know what this is?" Su Yun asked with a strange smile.

"..." The boss was silent.

All pork livers seem to be like this. I really want to ask what the little lump on the top is, who the hell knows!

"This is a cirrhosis nodule!" Su Yun's expression changed, and he turned his face faster than a book, which startled the boss.

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Fermented bean curd, it will not be shielded, and it will become an asterisk after adding juice. Master Bird’s Nest is sincere and does not deceive me~~haha, this sentence was added later. My lords, it's almost dawn, go to bed early.