Who Made Him a Lawyer? Chapter 48 - 44: Sick Pork!

Xu Liang was shocked and cautiously probed:

"We don’t have any grudge, do we?"

Yang Ruoxi was taken aback, and upon understanding the aning behind his words, she instantly beca embarrassed and angry.

"Am I that bad?!"

"You’re average, I guess."

Xu Liang didn’t overly disparage.

At most, she was sowhat inexperienced, too conservative in her ideas for courtroom trials.

To sum it up.

Her face wasn’t thick enough, and her heart wasn’t ruthless enough!

If you’re not thick-skinned or ruthless, how can you be a lawyer!?

Take the Chen Dong case, other lawyers would at most use the angle of being 17 years old plus having a ntal illness.

Xu Liang was different.

He dared to have the thick skin to claim self-defense, which made the opposing lawyer, Zhang Cheng, inwardly curse!

Even if it couldn’t be established, he could fight for hypothetical self-defense; if you don’t dare to say it, you gain nothing...

"Little Yang."

Xu Liang smiled at the person in front of him who was glaring up at him.

"Go and gain more experience."

Yang Ruoxi, exasperated, wanted to retort but couldn’t, and in the end, wore a stern face.

"I wasn’t angry when you called Little Yang earlier, but now do you know what you should call ?"

"What?" Xu Liang was puzzled.

"Call Landlord!"

Yang Ruoxi lifted her head, extending her slender hand, "The rent’s been overdue for several months!"

Xu Liang: ...

"Haha, I’ll go back and get the money for you, and take the opportunity to treat you all to a al."

Xu Liang chuckled, glancing at Wang Chao, who was curled up in the car.

The illegal property Chen Jian acquired had all been confiscated. He had currently compensated Chen Hua with a small amount of money, with the rest of the assets pending division.

After Chen Hua left himself a few months’ living expenses, he paid Xu Liang fifty thousand yuan in legal fees and so other fees.

Counting what he got from the police station, he could sowhat be considered as having a bit of wealth now!

With this in mind, Xu Liang turned around and walked towards the car.

Upon hearing that there would be a al treat, Yang Ruoxi finally smiled.

"That’s more like it..."

With that, she ran forward in small steps and stood to the side.

...

It was still early.

The three of them discussed and ultimately decided not to go to a big restaurant for now.

They planned to wait for Chen Hua and the others to finish in court before eating together, for now, they would find a decent place and have a bite.

And the place to casually deal with the al...

Was ultimately chosen by Yang Ruoxi as the noodle shop opposite Xu Liang’s law firm’s main entrance.

Which was Old Zhang’s noodle shop.

Unfortunately though...

On that noon at half-past twelve.

At the noodle shop.

"Closed? Why close so early?"

"Well, my daughter-in-law is about to give birth, I need to go check it out at the hospital."

Seeing Old Zhang anxiously untying his apron in front of them, Yang Ruoxi sighed.

"Why don’t I make you two bowls of noodles? It’s quick, done in a few minutes."

The anxious Old Zhang stopped untying his half-untied apron, looked at Xu Liang, and replied.

Xu Liang shook his head.

"Never mind, old man. You go to the hospital to see if it’s a grandson or granddaughter first."

Upon hearing this, Old Zhang didn’t fuss, hurriedly walked out.

Before leaving, he didn’t forget to leave a sentence behind.

"Aren’t you also good at cooking, and even better than I am..."

Old Zhang mumbled as he walked out, disappearing in no ti, not even closing the shop door, not afraid at all that they would take anything.

But the two people beside him beca curious.

"You can cook?"

Yang Ruoxi was full of surprise.

"A little bit." Xu Liang thought of the lancholy Soul-Devouring Rice Bowl, humbly said.

Wang Chao and Yang Ruoxi exchanged a glance, the siblings looked at him eagerly.

Feeling overwheld by their gaze, he tried to ask tentatively.

"Then how about... trying my cooking at lunch?"

The two didn’t hesitate at all, nodding their heads enthusiastically.

"Okay!"

Xu Liang smacked his lips.

He first closed Old Zhang’s shop properly, then led the group back to his ho.

There was nobody at ho temporarily.

Xu Ze was still at school, Xu Fuqiang and his wife were at work.

Xu Liang let the two sit in the living room for a while, then went into the kitchen.

"Pop!"

He opened the fridge, there was still half a bowl of leftover fried rice from yesterday, then walked to the living room.

"We’ll have this as the staple food, and I’ll fry two more dishes, how about that?"

Yang Ruoxi leaned her head over the bowl, sniffed with a twitch of her nose, and her eyes lit up imdiately.

Wang Chao was on the side, flaring his nostrils as if he was an air vacuum, also had his eyes lighten up.

"Hmm... not bad at all."

Little Yang swallowed, maintaining a blank expression as she spoke.

Although the food had cooled down, the aroma lingered, just a slight sniff made her appetite surge.

"Alright, let’s settle on this for dinner."

Xu Liang nodded and promptly returned the leftovers to the refrigerator.

He pondered for a mont, deciding to fry two at dishes and one vegetable dish, plus a staple fried rice, and imdiately began sorting through the groceries.

These past few days Zhao Ying was ho, consuming food at a faster rate.

Xu Liang searched for a long ti, yet still missed a few ingredients.

He simply took out so money and sent Wang Chao to shop.

"Rember, two pounds of tenderloin are essential, buy any other greens you see."

Wang Chao nodded, took the money, and headed out.

Seeing this, Xu Liang didn’t idle.

While prepping the als, he stead a pot of rice, gently stirred it with chopsticks to accelerate cooling once cooked.

When it was cool to the touch, he finally put the pan on the stove and heated so oil.

"Sizzle~!"

The coal-fired fla ignited, warming the oil gradually as Xu Liang added various ingredients to the pan.

Instantly, an enticing aroma spread, wafting through the cracks.

Standing at the kitchen door, only half-visible, Yang Ruoxi closed her eyes and tilted her head, secretly sniffing.

After sniffing for a while, she feared being seen in such a comical pose, just as she tried to suppress her desire and leave, she opened her eyes to find Xu Liang looking at her expressionlessly.

For a mont, they locked eyes, bewildered.

Yang Ruoxi’s face turned crimson, her lips quivered for a while until she finally managed to say:

"Don’t tell anyone."

Xu Liang’s lips curled up, "Beg ."

Yang Ruoxi’s ears burned red, yet she stamred:

"Please, don’t tell Chao."

"I’ll give you a rent reduction!"

...

...

"Two pounds of tenderloin, three eggplants, four potatoes..."

anwhile.

At the market, Wang Chao muttered continuously as he listed items.

The market was notably less crowded at noon.

So vendors didn’t even open during this ti, which helped avoid the chaos of grabbing produce.

Wang Chao wandered among the rchants, contemplating until...

"My grandson got a stomach ache from your at, you unscrupulous vendor, I’m going to sue you!"

"Oh my, why is my life so miserable..."

A sharp commotion erupted.

Wang Chao turned his head, seeing a plump lady sitting on the ground, hitting her thighs while wailing.

A butcher stood before her.

The butcher looked puzzledly at her, after a while, suddenly asked.

"You didn’t buy pork from this morning, did you..."

"No," the lady shook her head.

"Then you’re falsely accusing soone!" The butcher was instantly taken aback.

"Nonsense, it’s your at!"

The lady angrily retorted, "This morning I swiped two pieces of at from your stall to eat at ho, and my grandson suffered unbearable bellyache afterward."

"I clearly rember taking it from your stall!"

Butcher: ?

She actually stole them!

The butcher imdiately beca furious.

"Listen you old hag..."

Amidst the quarrel, Wang Chao delightedly watched, while a middle-aged man nearby wore a similarly amused expression.

"Oh dear, this Old Liu, always selling such problematic at..."

"Look what happened now, didn’t even make money and caused trouble eating it!"

"Ha, serves him right!"

The man chuckled as he spoke.

Hearing this, Wang Chao’s heart skipped, he turned to the man.

"What? There’s soone selling sick pigs here?"

He was buying at, if he bought sick at... Yang Ruoxi would flay him alive when he got back!?

"Yes, quite a few actually."

The man chuckled as he replied.

Wang Chao eyed the man up and down, "Brother, what do you sell?"

"Also selling at." The butcher responded nonchalantly.

"Ha, what a coincidence, I’m just looking to buy two pounds of at!"

Wang Chao raised an eyebrow.

"How about I buy it directly from you?"

The butcher’s eyes lit up hearing that, but upon seeing Wang Chao’s stature, suddenly felt wary, slightly hesitant but eventually spoke cheerfully:

"Sure, brother, I’ll give you a discount."

Wang Chao was overjoyed.

But at this ti his overactive imagination took control, and he cautiously asked:

"You won’t sell sick pigs too, right brother?"

The butcher pondered for a while, finally pounded his chest and vowed:

"Certainly not sick pigs!"

"Just eat with confidence."