Chapter 958

Song Tan guessed correctly; there were fifty families, and the judges didn't just take a bite and leave, but explained the advantages and disadvantages one by one, and even the more professional ones mentioned the cultivation direction and methods.

In this way, even if the booth was small, it would probably be delayed for a while.

As for her South 7, looking forward, the people at the several large booths nearby were already bored and playing with their phones.

Song Tan was not idle.

Qiao Qiao was still happily testing vehicles back and forth in the agricultural machinery exhibition area with the high school student. Even though those vehicles couldn't move and couldn't be turned significantly, the two were still studying the different center consoles and steering wheels.

Song Tan called him back: "Lunch will probably be late. Go to logistics to get some seasonings, and by the way, see if there's any staple food. Since we're free, let's eat something too."

The little high school student in the green vest who followed Qiao Qiao over looked stunned: "Why do you think logistics has everything?"

Song Tan was puzzled: "The staff said so before. The public review in the later stage requires us to cook ourselves to attract everyone to give high scores."

"No, no, no!" The little high school student was clearly here for the first time this year: "The only seasonings given are oil and salt. As for staple food, there is none. You have to buy whatever you're missing yourself."

When he said this, he suddenly leaned in sneakily: "Pretty sister, are you hungry? Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll find a way to get it for you."

It was neither disgusting nor did it feel like anything; it was better to gnaw on a green apple at the market.

Qiao Qiao suppressed a laugh: "Then did you taste it? What if it smells bad but tastes delicious? Like stinky tofu."

Qu Song watched their backs; seeing no one around, he strolled over to the agricultural machinery as well.

The other party:... That makes sense, but it seems like something is not quite right... In any case, he decided to put aside this topic: "Sister, what do you want? I'll find a way for you."

"Isn't the New Year's Day holiday over? Why are you still not in class?"

As for Qu Song... he only had eyes shining: "What is guaranteed admission? Does guaranteed admission mean a lot more holidays?"

Then he reached out to grab the railing, jumped lightly, and the whole person climbed onto the long arm of the excavator nimbly. Then he flipped his body and sat in the bucket of the small excavator.

Song Tan nodded: "Eating breakfast well is good."

"Fine." The high school student didn't find a kindred spirit, so he had to give up. At this moment, he placed the things in his arms onto the booth:

"This way, the food broadcast will attract people!"

"It's different, it's different." Song Tan shook her head frantically: "Stinky tofu smells bad but tastes very fragrant. But durian smells bad and tastes just average."

The high school student was happy: "Why order takeout? Sister, your booth is so small; your family must be doing large-scale business, right? I'll save you some money."

And Qiao Qiao laughed: "You also know we have few things. After the judges taste a wave, you eat and eat... what's left?"

"But I thought your booth was so small, there weren't many things, and the place was remote, so I held back and didn't eat much."

"But aren't I still working?"

Little children are indeed cute!

Song Tan:... He has a sweet mouth.

The other party didn't care: "I'm not leaving; I'm just walking around the venue—besides, there are others who need professional explanations. I'm just working for free."

The other party cleared his throat: "Guaranteed admission means one of my grades is a big chunk better than others. No matter how others compare, they can't match it. Then some excellent universities took a fancy to me, so they let me go without taking the exam!"

It's just that...

Qu Song didn't care: "If you don't tell me, how would I know? What is guaranteed admission?"

The two ran back holding and hugging things all the way. Qiao Qiao looked at Song Tan's flushed face and couldn't help laughing: "You've run tens of thousands of steps all morning, right? Are you hungry?"

Little children are certainly cute, but they are inevitably unreliable when doing things. For example, Song Tan and the little high school student went to try to beg for food, but by the time they returned, it was already past 11 o'clock.

"Ah?" Song Tan was dragged away in a daze.

Qu Song:... Cultivation youth, still a poor student upon return, let's not mention it.

He looked smart and patted his chest: "When the public review is in the afternoon, there probably won't be anyone at your place, and you're not allowed to shout loudly. It just so happens that I'll be starving, so I'll stand by your booth and eat and eat, making your family's things the most unique in the world!"

Qu Song wrinkled his nose: "It really smells bad. No wonder that uncle didn't arrange the durian here today. It's too smelly; after smelling it, you can't smell any other flavors."

He had been moving around all morning; it would be strange if he weren't hungry.

The other party's lips curled upward, then he tried hard to tighten his expression and pressed it down, only then putting on a nonchalant posture: "I got guaranteed admission. It doesn't matter if I go to class or not."

The new partner nearby couldn't wait to sponge a bite from every booth, while Song Tan only ate two bites and felt it was very mediocre.

For the sake of the public review that didn't participate in the scoring, the little high school student racked his brains.

The little high school student became proud:

Don't say it, the bucket of this excavator is really quite comfortable. If there were a cushion in it, how nice it would be to sleep comfortably like this...

"Look, I said you haven't seen it. Agricultural products, agricultural products, naturally have everything. They really have boiled noodles, alkaline noodles, mung bean noodles, they have everything!"

"Let's go!" He pulled Song Tan: "I'll show you my ability to beg for food today!"

The little high school student was instantly deflated, having a sense of helplessness like wearing silk in the dark: "You wouldn't understand even if I told you..."

Qiao Qiao didn't believe it: "What can you eat at an agricultural product exhibition? It's not like they'll cook a bowl of noodles for you to taste, right? It's probably just mixing fruits to get full on water."

"If you eat so much, how can you be hungry? Besides, you probably don't have an appetite at this time."

Even if it's just a model.

The high school student nearby laughed:

Qiao Qiao thought for a while: "There are vegetables here too, oil and salt should be enough, just missing some staple food... noodles, pancakes, or rice are all fine. No rush, at worst I'll order takeout; it's still early."

However, after a pause, he said: "I'm not that hungry either."

"Sister, if we watch for a while, why don't you go stroll around the exhibition area? They have so many things, and they're all quite delicious; I'm already full."

He leaned close to the other party with bad intentions: "Look at you, why don't you know how to enjoy? Such good durian, it sells for dozens of yuan a jin outside, but you're just not used to the smell!"

Qiao Qiao thought that working for free and running all over the venue, testing machines one by one, many people probably want to do this kind of free work.

Song Tan thought for a while: "But if you don't take the exam, how do you know your grades are a big chunk better than others? You must have taken the exam before, right."