Chapter 957: South A7 District

Compared to those big exhibition areas that sell fruits vigorously, the exhibition stands of major cultivation bases seem much more low-key.

The staff is also used to it, and at this moment, they dare to say anything.

"Don't look at those fruit-selling exhibition areas with large inventory and large stock, but in fact, they may not necessarily succeed when they come to participate in the selection."

"But how to put it? As long as they enter the re-selection, this is a very good gimmick. Proving that the taste is indeed guaranteed, major suppliers will pay attention to it."

"In this way, as long as their reputation doesn't slide in the next few years, there will basically be no problems with sales."

The other party sighed, and then cheered up: "So, although your exhibition stand is small, pay attention today. In this day and age, even good wine is afraid of deep alleys."

Song Tan can understand.

If it weren't for Qiaoqiao, no matter how good the things were, they wouldn't have returned the money so quickly. So at first, even if she had spiritual energy, she only dared to use the tens of thousands of yuan at home to make do, and play small.

Look at the small exhibition stands around, the layout is quite simple, basically a few tables put together, covered with a layer of red nylon cloth provided free of charge by the venue, and next to it are trays... To be honest, it's not much different from the supermarket. 【957-

A butane stove, pot, small fruit knife, cutting board, and a box of toothpicks were provided on the side. Perhaps for safety reasons, the fruit knife was truly tiny.

"Didn't Old Song vow that there would be an S+ grade today to broaden our horizons? Let's taste this one in a while."

The venue was truly small, South A7 was truly remote, and the agricultural machinery area in the distance was still being adjusted; every careful movement caused a booming sound.

Shortly after, in the center of the venue, the 10 judges for this event were invited onto the stage one by one for speeches, photos... a series of procedures ended, and the time was exactly 9 o'clock.

Well, it seems high school students are here to volunteer. No wonder they looked young and were so easy to get along with Song Tan.

This kind of thing isn't expensive, so basically everyone uses forks. Although Qiao Qiao knew their own strength, there was no need to be too unconventional in this regard, so he nodded and noted this down.

"Hey, hey, hey! Everyone is still trying other people's things; say less, it makes it look like a black-box operation."

From this, one can see the efficiency.

"Alright!" The other party wasn't polite either; after all, the entire venue was a place for staff to try things, and he was only interested in Song Tan:

"Wow!" Song Tan opened her mouth wide looking at those agricultural machines painted green, and asked curiously: "Can we use them here?"

"Hmph, just because he says it's S, it's S? I don't believe it! I insist on being the last one to eat."

XX High School "Agriculture as the Foundation" Classroom Practice Experience Officer

She leisurely set up the table, the fruit platter, and placed the disposable cutting board there... After thinking about it, she arranged the cutting board well and took out the delicate fruit knife.

Qiao Qiao's booth, however, was not yet set up.

Immediately, a staff member in a green vest approached: "Everything is possible. We support multi-terrain collaborative adjustment here, and can also customize based on local topography. The price isn't expensive either; you can take it with a down payment of ten or twenty thousand... Hey? Are you private buyers?"

"This pomelo is not bad; the balance of sweet and sour is good."

And at the much-anticipated Booth 88, the judges strolled around this exceptionally exquisite booth while chatting in a relaxed manner:

The staff member also reminded her: "By the way, there are also those small plastic forks for sale at the entrance of the exhibition area. If you think toothpicks don't look good enough, you can go buy a box."

Even if the media isn't paying attention to this matter, whether they pay attention and whether they report it are two different things. Not to mention it's a major project led by the government; even if the heat has lasted a long time and is no longer high, it's still worth mentioning.

The excitement in Song Tan's eyes was about to overflow. Seeing this, Qiao Qiao hurried over:

He climbed onto the vehicle first, then reached out to Song Tan: "Come!"

Qiao Qiao simply left him alone and went to drag over the fruits and vegetables stored yesterday with a trolley, and by the way, had to wash some leafy greens in advance.

Thinking of this, Qiao Qiao crossed out the small fork from earlier.

"What's there to argue about? I already said my own things would be the finale, otherwise it would affect the scoring beforehand."

Nothing to do, let's cut a few cucumbers to prepare.

He became troubled: "If it's a private purchase, if it's too far, the manufacturer might charge a little for shipping."

At 8:40, a red cordon was immediately pulled up around the area, and the South Zone venue instantly quieted down.

On one hand, she smiled at the staff member in the green vest: "Thank you. When the booth is set up later, I'll treat you to something."

The two huddled together, whispering and tinkering with the control panel; they clearly got along very well.

But the center became increasingly crowded.

"Alright, alright, you talk too much... Hmm, this pomelo leaves a particularly strong fragrance in the mouth after eating it; this advantage is quite good! I have to give it two extra points."

However, there's no rush. There are over 50 families in this re-selection, each with at least one variety, and at most eight or nine. By the time they taste them one by one, it will probably be noon.

"It's okay, you go play, just be careful not to cause trouble for others."

"That's not it. This is paper tableware provided by logistics, focusing on environmental protection."

"Come, come, come! Someone came to ask me before, wanting to take them to experience it, but they were all coy and uninterested... Come, I'll take you to play!"

"It really is possible!" The staff member patted his chest: "I do this job. Look, here is my work ID!"

And the other party was still calling out for a rare kindred spirit:

At this point, the staff member also saw what was going on. He stopped promoting and instead asked: "Do you like this vehicle? This is a small agricultural rotary tiller... Come, get on, I'll take you for a test drive!"

"This thing can be a black-box operation? How? If it's not delicious, it's not delicious; if it hasn't reached that level, it hasn't reached that level..."

He held up his work badge; he was indeed an agricultural machinery guide. It's just that there was a string of prefixes behind it:

So they don't provide small plastic forks, but they can provide better tableware...

"Hurry up! Besides, for safety, the rotary tillage connection part at the bottom is just a model. We'll just control it from above to get a feel for it."

After all, this South A7 area is truly quite lonely; it really is the finale.

Qiao Qiao felt relieved.

He excitedly waved at Qiao Qiao again: "Sister! This vehicle looks so cool!"

Then he asked: "What about those disposable plates? Are they bought too?"

"Is it really okay?" Song Tan was a bit incredulous.

Song Tan looked at him curiously, then said earnestly: "Is it really okay everywhere?"

"It's okay, go play, just be careful not to cause trouble for others."