At the moment of delicious food, Master Li’s companion looked up at the two strong men in front of him, who could eat two steamed buns each, but they had to eat in small bites...
“Gulu.” He swallowed.
After a while, his many years of experience in joining in the fun urged him to work hard, squeeze forward as hard as he could, and then kept shouting:
“Steamed buns! I want to eat steamed buns too! Radish, I want to buy radish too!”
However, there were too many barriers in front of him. The most hateful thing was that there were people who brought props to block the way. Not only did they block him, but they also shouted: "Be careful, be careful! One piece of equipment costs hundreds of thousands!"
“That’s it! Be careful with my camera, there are tens of thousands…”
“Hey, hey, this is a valuable prop, don’t crowd...”
“Teacher Judge…Teacher Judge…we have been delayed for more than an hour, so why don’t we leave…”
"Teacher, don't eat... You really can't eat anymore, it will fill your stomach..."
The crowd became more and more commotion, and everyone's eagerness became more and more obvious. Now the small exhibition area was noisy, and everyone stretched their necks, just wishing that Qinggong could be used...
Until someone in the center shouted: "Ah! It's all eaten! There's nothing left!"
At that moment, I didn’t know what my companion was feeling. He just subconsciously shouted loudly: "I don’t believe it! Give me the cabbage leaves and go back to boil the hot pot!"
As soon as he said this, everyone was silent.
The next moment, countless hands in the crowd stretched out: "Give it to me!"
"Huh?" Qiao Qiao was at a loss and held up three pitiful old cabbage leaves in her hand: "Do you want this too? Didn't you roll the green pepper sauce with the young leaves and eat it just now when the steamed buns were not enough?"
Everyone:…
No matter how irrational I am, those three old leaves are wilting like rags in the wind, and they will be picked off by picky aunties who refuse to put them in the vegetable market.
Everyone was instantly depressed.
At this moment, the venues that have been opened are gradually becoming noisy:
“Huh? Didn’t you say this is some kind of selection? Why are so many booths empty?”
“That’s right, it doesn’t require public review and scoring...ah! I understand! It’s just self-tasting and self-scoring, right?”
“Yes, yes, that makes sense! This saves the effort in unfair scoring due to the staff’s words and other things…”
“This is not necessary, the public review is only announced online, and not many people see it...”
“Why is it not necessary? Online channels are so important now—here, try this roasted corn. I mean, most people don’t know about this selection. It’s too low-key.”
“Ah! This corn is delicious! You should try it too!”
“That’s right, if I hadn’t read the introduction on the official website, I wouldn’t have known what the gold and silver medals of this competition were for those popular and expensive varieties...”
In Exhibition Area No. 7, a group of people crowded together suddenly became commotion, and several staff members wearing vests from various exhibition areas came to their senses:
“Ah ah it’s over, our potatoes have to be roasted!”
“Our vegetables need to be fried in oyster sauce!”
“Corn! Don’t burn my corn!”
“Quick, quick, quick, I forgot about the public review...”
Everyone hurriedly left, and the crowd of people joining in the fun gradually dispersed. But before leaving, someone suddenly asked: "Which exhibition area are those...that steamed buns and burritos from?"
"Is there a link? I'll buy some packets of noodles for my family..." Yang Zhengxin, who finally took a break from his work, became energetic and shouted at the top of his lungs:
“West District! West District B18 and B23! The steamed buns and burritos belong to them!”
Then he touched his stomach aggrievedly: "I feel like I'm not full yet..."
Qiaoqiao stared at him, disapproving: "You ate! I watched you eat two steamed buns!"
Yang Zhengxin also shouted: "I rolled ten or twenty burritos, but I haven't tasted them yet! I left room for them in my stomach, and they're still empty now!"
Song Tan looked at the table full of messes and had a headache. Hearing the children arguing was even more tiring. At this moment, he urged: "Hurry up, pack your things, wash the stove and pot and return them."
“Oh.” Sister Bao Qiaoqiao immediately stopped arguing and went to work obediently.
The brothers had all left, and he didn’t want to go back to his home exhibition area. Yang Zhengxin paused and packed up.
Song Tan, on the other hand, looked at the media people and judges who were waiting in front of him, thought about it, and said sincerely again:
“Everyone, I’m not trying to shirk it, but there is really nothing for sale this winter—otherwise, this is our live broadcast room and online store. If you really want it, you can place an order in the store when new products are available or in stock.”
Everyone was stunned for a moment and then immediately took out their mobile phones: "Me, me, me! I'll add it!"
Not to be outdone, the judges asked patiently: "Little girl, is Lao Song still at your house?"
Song Tan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "That's right! Professor Song plans to bring more students to practice at my home next year."
Everyone is gnashing their teeth: What should we teach students to practice? People can grow such good things, but can they still be allowed to be practiced by you? It's nothing more than the first to get the moon near the water and the tower!
Shameless!
The little old lady who was in the lead asked curiously: "On the application form that was handed over, the test report data of your various fruits and vegetables are a bit unusual... Could it be that they are all..."
She was about to speak but stopped.
The data in the test report is really amazing. Each advantage is only slightly better than the others and does not seem to be too outstanding. But the key point is that for each crop, there are several items that stand out!
The most rare thing is that the data is extremely balanced!
If they hadn't been working with plants for many years, they might not even know how rare this kind of balance is!
I heard that the data at the beginning was more exaggerated, but it was later turned back to be true. The little old lady didn't believe it at first, but now she knows after eating it, maybe this is the data...
“Is it possible that, in order to win people’s trust, you have falsified the data?”
Song Tan thought for a while - she didn't make the form, it was outsourced to Party Secretary Xiao Zhu. Xiaozhu couldn't do it, so he outsourced it to Professor Song. What Professor Song wrote was rejected, and was finally outsourced to Yan Ran...
What’s in the table?
Anyway, they had sent out a lot of samples before, and they were all edible. Song Tan didn't pay much attention...but she remembered one thing:
“Oh, are you talking about the test report that didn’t perform very well? Those were selected secondary fruits that grew poorly... In fact, the taste of the secondary fruits is not bad.”
The aura given to her is very uniform, but there are genetic differences among the plants that can't stand it.
The old lady took a long breath, her expression unpredictable and complicated.
In the end, she also laughed: "Okay, okay, after eating so much of your food, this year's Houji Fruit and Vegetable Selection will finally have outstanding results!"
She sighed: "You need 9.5 points to get the gold medal. In the past few years, these gold medals have been in short supply, and many of them have been left empty."
“As for the rating...I don’t think I need to ask again today.”
(End of this chapter)