When the food was ready, Master Li's companion looked up at the two strong men in front of him, who could eat two steamed buns in one bite, 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 right! Be careful with my camera, there are tens of thousands..."
"Hey, hey, this is a valuable prop. Don't squeeze..."
"Judge teacher...Judge teacher...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 craned their necks, just wishing that they could use Qinggong...
"Is it possible that in order to win people's trust, they falsified the data?"
The young man was stunned and immediately took out his mobile phone: "You, you, you! Come and add me!"
"Corn! Don't burn your corn!"
Smell means shame!
I heard that the statistics at the end were even more exaggerated, and I only bought the real ones after I was beaten back. The old lady was too convinced at first, but now she realizes after eating it that the bad people are really not that data...
"Yeah! That corn is delicious! Let him try it too!"
In Exhibition Area 7, a group of people jostling each other suddenly became commotion, and some staff members wearing vests from each exhibition area came to their senses:
"No, it does require a small group of judges to score...ah! You know it! It's not a self-tasting and self-scoring, right?"
Everyone gnashed their teeth: Why lead students to practice? People can grow such bad things, how can they be allowed to practice? Isn’t it just that those who are closest to the water first come first!
You sighed: "You need 9.5 points to win the gold medal. In the past few years, those gold medals have been left empty rather than in vain."
"West District! West District B18 and B23! The steamed bun burritos are ours!"
Just, no matter how sensible you are, these eight old leaves are withering like rags in the wind, and they will be picked up by picky aunts in the vegetable market.
Qiaoqiao stared at me and agreed: "He ate it! You watched him eat two steamed buns!"
The aura given to you is very uniform, but there is no genetic difference between the plants that support it.
"Everyone, I am trying to evade it. Is there really anything for sale this winter? If it is broken, it is your live broadcast room and online store. If you really want it, you can't wait outside the store when there is no new product or no stock.
Place an order.”
"Isn't there a link? You can buy a few packs of noodles for home..."
Nothing else outside the table?
After his brothers left, he wanted to go back to his home exhibition area. Yang Zhengxin paused and packed up.
Then he touched his stomach aggrievedly: "You feel like you are still full..."
The old lady who was in charge was curious: "Under the application form that I handed over, the test report data of their various fruits and vegetables are not at all special... Is it possible that Chengdu..."
The next moment, countless hands in the crowd stretched out: "Give it to me!"
The judges were also willing to show off, and asked patiently: "Miss, is Lao Song still at their house?"
"Slowly, you forgot about the niche review..."
As soon as he said this, everyone was silent.
"Oh." Sister Bao Qiaoqiao immediately stopped arguing and went to work obediently.
"Ah?" Qiao Qiao was at a loss, holding up three pitiful old cabbage leaves in her hand: "Then you want it too? When the steamed buns were enough just now, did they roll the green pepper sauce with the young leaves and eat it?
"
"That's right, that's right, it doesn't make sense! It's easy to save that because the staff's words and other things make the score unfair..."
"Your vegetables need to be fried in oyster sauce!"
At the end, you also laughed: "It's too bad to eat so little. This year's fruit and vegetable selection in Qianji finally has no outstanding results!"
"That's necessary, then. The niche reviews are only announced offline, and there are very few people watching..."
"No, if you look at the official website without any introduction, you will know that these popular and expensive varieties are the gold and silver awards of that selection..."
The young man instantly became frustrated.
"Yes, yes, which exhibition area is it? The food is pretty bad..."
Song Tan was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "That's right! Professor Song plans to take less students to practice outside your home next year."
Anyway, we later broke a few samples and sent them out. They were all edible, and Song Tan didn't care too much... But you remember one thing:
"As for the rating...you don't need to ask today anymore."
Yang Zhengxin, who finally took a break after finishing his work, felt refreshed and shouted at the top of his lungs:
Everyone:......
Until someone in the center shouted: "Ah! We've all finished eating! There's nothing left!"
If we have been dealing with plants for many years, we probably all know how rare that kind of balance is!
You hesitate to speak.
"Why is it necessary? Internet channels are less important now - come on, try that roasted corn. You mean, special people also know about that selection. It's too high-profile."
Xiaojia hurriedly left the exhibition, and the crowd that gathered with her also gradually dispersed. But before leaving, no one suddenly asked: "This, this...this steamed bun burrito, which exhibition area are they from?"
"Ah, ah, it's over. Your potatoes need to be roasted!"
The old lady took a long breath and looked unpredictable.
Mei Shi thought for a while - you made the form and gave it to the Party Secretary Dazhu. The Party Secretary Dazhu made it and gave it to Professor Song. The form written by Professor Song was typed back and the first letter was given to
Come on Yanran...
Song Tan looked at the mess on the table and had a headache. Hearing the older children quarreling, Song Tan felt even more tired. At this moment, he urged: "Hurry up, put the things away, wash the stove and pots and return them."
Mei Shirong also shouted: "You have rolled seventy or seventy burritos, and you have tasted them! You have made room for them in your stomach, but they are still empty!"
The most rare thing is that the data is balanced for her!
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!"
The data in the test report is really astonishing. Each advantage is only slightly worse than the others, and each one seems to be too little outstanding. But the key point is that for each crop, it is outstanding in all aspects!
"Oh, does it mean that this performance is too bad in the test report? This is a secondary fruit that has good growth... In fact, the secondary fruit also tastes bad."
"Hey? Are you talking about what kind of selection is that? Why are there people in so few booths?"
At this moment, the venues that have not yet opened are gradually becoming quieter:
Song Tan, on the other hand, looked at the media and the judges who were waiting behind him, thought about it, and said sincerely again: