Chapter 961: The Judges Arrive

It's no wonder the teams following from major media outlets were all listless.

After all, there were many big events at the end of the year, and many teams had their own arrangements; they were all fighting for traffic. And for a niche sub-district like the Agricultural Channel, one could imagine that those who came definitely weren't the recognized professionals in the media industry.

For example, for the Agricultural Heart Channel, the ones who came were a rookie reporter and a cameraman who had been on the job for a year. Before coming, their seniors had instructed them that there weren't any serious explosive segments there, so they should just treat it as filming a food program and not have any pressure, just accumulate experience...

The two rookies and one assistant didn't dare to have too high expectations, but the problem was, this was different from the food programs they imagined! Which food program would see raw chili peppers and stuff them directly into their mouths?

If the leftovers weren't enough, they had to add oil and salt and taste the cooked ones... What kind of flavor could this have?

Following the filming all morning, they had gradually lost their filters even when looking at the several national-level judges. The seniors of other families were either giving lectures or doing research.

And the several in front of them were even breaking off cabbage stalks to taste...

Fortunately, the dawn of victory was right before their eyes!

Because of the venue layout this year, Area South A7 was the last exhibition area for the Houji selection. The place was so small, it was estimated to be small-scale.

After the judges tasted them one by one, their half-session in the morning would be over, and they could have a good meal at noon.

As for the public review in the afternoon... the cameraman would film some shots here, and they would randomly pick some passersby to interview, and that would be okay.

This process turned around in the rookie reporter's mind from the Agricultural Heart Channel. However, she didn't expect that the atmosphere in front would suddenly become strange, as if everyone had quieted down in an instant.

Her heart stirred, and she subconsciously took the microphone and squeezed forward.

And at this moment, the judges were stopping in front of the long table in the exhibition area.

Leading them was a spirited little old man, whose eyes swept around the exhibition area, and he laughed: "Which company are you from? This stand is a bit sloppy this year."

Isn't that just sloppy?

Even if other families used trays, the vegetables in the plates were arranged neatly. Unlike them, there were disposable bowls of all sizes on the tray, containing strawberry chunks, cucumber chunks, radish chunks, sweet potato chunks, green vegetable leaves, etc... Because the specifications weren't unified, didn't it look messy?

Song Tan answered steadily: "We are a company registered by our own farm, called Yunqiao Agriculture... This is our first time participating in the selection this year, we don't have much experience, but we brought everything we could, please taste it, teachers."

Eh?

Yunqiao Agriculture?

The judges finally remembered the sentence Old Song had mentioned before, and at this moment, they exchanged curious glances, then their spirits lifted:

"Come, let me taste what characteristics your family's things have!"

That guy Old Song still had two points of reliability in his words. If he said it was S+ grade, then the quality wouldn't fall below S no matter what.

It's just that...

"You are too stingy." The little old lady beside couldn't bear to look: "Why are the strawberries cut into chunks?"

They had come to participate in the selection, so it wouldn't be excessive for the judges to have one each!

They spoke quite directly and would never be as euphemistic as in television programs. But Song Tan felt close when hearing the complaints.

Because whether it was Professor Song or others in her hometown, the essence of their speech was actually this flavor.

Therefore, she also laughed: "It's not stinginess, it's that we only hurriedly built the greenhouse after hearing about the selection this year. The yield of things inside is too small, and these strawberries aren't very mature."

She spoke quite sincerely, and the judges didn't care about these things, just watching Song Tan lift the plastic wrap.

At this moment, those with keen noses moved their noses: "The aroma of this strawberry is quite special."

"Saga Snow Rabbit" wasn't a new product, and the combination of yellow peach and strawberry aroma was quite representative, but if it were just this point, it wouldn't be enough to move the judges.

It's just that... why is this strawberry so fragrant?

Everyone's expectations were instantly pulled to the max, and then they touched the toothpicks in unison, stabbing toward the strawberries in the bowl.

Qiao Qiao's knife work was still okay; the strawberry was cut into two halves, perfectly presenting the skin and flesh.

Everyone held it in their hands, and the first reaction was—

"This strawberry is planted well! Such a big fruit, the flesh inside is so firm and tender, not hollow at all."

"Indeed." Someone laughed and responded: "This appearance is quite perfect, and the size is indeed not small."

Subsequently, everyone carefully bit off half a piece in unison, chewing it carefully in their mouths.

The little reporter from the Agricultural Heart Channel held the microphone, staring tightly at everyone's expressions.

According to the personalities of the judges in the exhibition area before, various evaluations should have come out while eating—for example, how much sweetness, how much acidity, are there many fibers? Are there any areas that need optimization?

However, this time everyone chewed twice, their expressions changed again and again, but not a single word came out of their mouths.

It just so happened that the strawberry aroma was close at hand, making the little reporter unable to help but crave it.

Just... is it because I'm hungry? Why does this strawberry feel so fragrant and delicious?!

Watching the judges finish the remaining strawberries with solemn expressions, the surrounding media outlets also couldn't help but be restless.

And Song Tan picked up the big bowl containing strawberries and handed it forward: "Everyone taste it."

These strawberries couldn't be kept after being cut. With such a large group of people, they wouldn't be so stingy as not to let them taste, right?

Anyway, the judges had already eaten it.

This thought had just turned, when she heard someone among the judges shout loudly:

"Wait! I haven't tasted the details yet."

"Wait! Let me confirm again."

"Yes, yes, yes, I wasn't sure just now, I have to try again..."

Goodness, one by one, with serious faces and solemn expressions, it was as if they weren't tasting fruit, but imperial physicians testing for poison.

But the action of eating the remaining half was so fast!

The action of the toothpicks stabbing into the bowl was as fast as lightning and fierce as a falcon! Just looking at this eagerness, who in the room didn't know the things were delicious!

The media outlets also became restless.

Poor Yang Zhengxin was guarding outside the circle, watching everyone touch the toothpick box one by one, and then the movements were fast and neat, wishing they could stab the paper bowl into a sieve...

Just like that, in three or two strokes, they actually stabbed the fragrant and delicious strawberries clean!

Waiting for him to raise his head with teary eyes, before the judges could give a conclusion, he heard the media subconsciously ask: "Where can I place an order for strawberries?"

Qiao Qiao had almost made answering this question an instinct. At this moment, she hurriedly raised her voice: "Strawberries aren't for sale. We planted too few this year, not enough to sell."

Media:?!!!

You've already planned your salary, and you tell me this?! ===== CHAPTER 962 =====