"Don't worry, buddy. I run an honest business. If I say it's not diseased pork, then it's not."
At the market.
The meat stall owner had returned to his stall, patting his chest, his face full of smiles at Xu Liang.
While speaking, he reached over and picked up a few pieces of fresh, tender meat from the corner of the table.
The meat was incredibly fresh, bright red, and looked quite delicate.
"Here, take these two tender pieces!"
The owner generously weighed them, then put them into a plastic bag, measured, and packed them.
He also stuffed in a dark sausage.
"I'll throw in a sausage for you to try at home."
"It's tasty, come back for more!"
Xu Liang stroked his chin, contemplated for a moment, and finally nodded.
"Alright."
He took the meat, paid, and left with the owner's smiling gaze upon him.
Then, he wandered around the other stalls in the market, bought all the vegetables he needed, and finally headed home to Wang Chao's place.
August was exceptionally hot.
