Song Tan's guess was correct. For fifty companies, the judges didn't take a taste and leave. Instead, they had to explain the advantages and disadvantages one by one. Some of the more professional ones even mentioned the direction and method of cultivation.
As a result, no matter how small the booth is, it may be delayed for a while.
As for her Nan 7, looking forward, people at several small booths nearby were already bored and playing with their mobile phones.
Song Tan was not idle.
Qiaoqiao was still happily following the high school students in the agricultural machinery exhibition area to test the cars. Even though these cars could not walk or rotate greatly, the two of them still studied the different center consoles and steering wheels.
Song Tan called people back: "I think we'll have to wait a little late for lunch. Let's go to the logistics department to get some seasonings and see if there are any staple food. Let's eat some if we have nothing to do."
The little high school student in the green vest who ran over with Qiao Qiao had a look of astonishment on his face: "Why do you think you have all the logistics?"
Song Tan was puzzled: "As the staff said before, we need to cook our own dishes in the later stage of the public review to attract everyone to give high scores."
"No, no, no!" The little high school student obviously didn't come here for the first time this year: "The seasonings given are just oil and salt, and there is no staple food. You have to buy whatever is missing."
When he said this, he suddenly came over mischievously: "Beautiful sister, are you hungry? Tell me what you want to eat and I will think of ways to get it for you."
Song Tan: ...the mouth is quite sweet.
"But aren't you still working?"
But the other party didn't care: "I'm not leaving, I'm just walking around the venue - not to mention they are the ones who need professional explanations, I'm just a day job."
Song Tan wanted to do it for free and ran around the place trying out the machines one by one. Then there were probably many people who wanted to do it for free.
only……
"Isn't the New Year's Day holiday over? Why don't you go to class yet?"
The corners of the other party's lips raised upwards, and then he tried his best to tighten his expression and suppressed it again, and then he assumed a nonchalant attitude: "I'll recommend you. It doesn't matter if you go to class or not."
Song Tan: ...I have been practicing immortality for many years, but I am still a scumbag when I come back, so I won’t mention it.
As for Qiao Qiao...he would only shine with his eyes: "What is a recommended offer? Will the recommended leave be much more?"
The little high school student was instantly discouraged, with a sense of helplessness as if he were walking at night: "I tell you, you don't understand either..."
Qiaoqiao didn't care: "If you don't tell me, how will I understand? What is a recommendation?"
The other party cleared his throat: "The recommendation means that one of my grades is much better than others, and no one else can compare with it. Then some excellent universities take a fancy to me and let me go without taking a test!"
Qiao Qiao thought for a while: "But if you don't take the exam, how do you know that your grades are much better than others? You must have passed the exam."
The other party: ...There's nothing wrong with saying that, but something doesn't seem to be right... In short, he decided to drop the topic: "Sister, what do you want? I'll find a solution for you."
Song Tan thought for a while: "There are also vegetables here, and there should be enough oil and salt, but the lack of staple food...noodles, cakes, and rice are all fine. Don't worry, I'll just order takeout. It's still early.
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But the high school student was happy: "What kind of takeout are you ordering? Sister, your exhibition area is so small, it must be a very small-scale business, right? I'll save you some money."
"Let's go!" He pulled Qiaoqiao: "I'm going to ask you to show me my ability to beg for food today!"
"Ah?" Qiao Qiao was taken away at a loss.
The kid is really cute!
Song Tan looked at the backs of the two of them. Now he saw that there was no one around, and wandered to the farm equipment.
Then he stretched out his hand to grab the railing, and with a slight jump, he climbed onto the long arm of the excavator. Then he turned around and sat in the bucket of the small excavator.
Even if it's just a model.
Not to mention, the bucket of this excavator is really comfortable. If only there was a cushion, it would be great to sleep so comfortably...
…
Although children are cute, they are inevitably unreliable when doing things. For example, Qiaoqiao and a high school student went together to try to beg for food, but when they came back, it was already past 11 o'clock.
The two of them ran back holding each other in their arms. Song Tan looked at Qiao Qiao's red face and couldn't help but laugh: "You ran tens of thousands of steps in the morning, right? Are you hungry?"
Qiao Qiao nodded: "Breakfast is good."
He has been moving all morning, it's no wonder he's not hungry.
But after a pause, he added: "I'm not that hungry."
The high school student next to me burst out laughing:
"How can you be hungry after eating so much? Besides, you probably have no appetite now."
He approached the other party with evil intentions: "Why don't you know how to enjoy it? You can't get used to smelling such a good durian, which is sold for dozens of pounds per pound outside!"
Qiao Qiao wrinkled her nose: "It smells really bad. No wonder that uncle didn't arrange the durian here today. It's so smelly that after you smell it, you can't smell anything else."
Song Tan couldn't help laughing: "Then have you tasted it? What if it smells bad and tastes particularly delicious? Just like stinky tofu."
"It's different." Qiao Qiao shook her head crazily: "Stinky tofu smells bad but tastes delicious. But durian smells bad and tastes just so-so."
The new friends next to me wanted to take a bite of every exhibition area, but Qiaoqiao only took two bites and felt that it was very mediocre.
I don't hate it and I don't feel it at all. I might as well eat a green apple when I go to the market.
"Okay." The high school student couldn't find any friends, so he had no choice but to give up and put everything in his arms on the stand:
"Sister, how about we watch for a while, and you also go to the exhibition area? They have a lot of things, and they are all quite delicious. I am full."
Song Tan didn't believe it: "How can you eat enough at an agricultural product exhibition? They won't cook a bowl of noodles for you to try, right? It's probably mixed with fruit and water to make you full."
The little high school student became proud:
"Look, I'm telling you, you've never seen it before. Agricultural products, agricultural products, of course, there are all kinds of noodles. They actually have noodles cooked with alkaline noodles, mung bean noodles, and all kinds of noodles!"
"But I thought my sister, your exhibition area is very small, there aren't many things, and the place is remote, so I couldn't bear to eat more."
He looked smart, and he patted his chest and said: "When the public review is held in the afternoon, there will probably be no one here, and you won't be allowed to shout loudly. By then, I will be so hungry that I will stand next to your booth and eat like crazy.
, I will eat your food until it is the only one in the world!"
“This way mukbang will attract people to come!”
The little high school student was heartbroken because of the public review and the fact that he did not participate in the scoring at all.
And Song Tan said with a smile: "You also know that we have little food. Once the judges have tasted it, you can gorge on it...what is left?"