Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 993 993. Venue adjustment

Although they were thoughtful, Song Tan also told the truth:

"Our family produces very little food, especially in winter. We don't even have enough for our own food, so we don't plan to sell it during the selection process."

“So packaging boxes and other items are bought temporarily to facilitate transportation, and other bags are used to save some space.”

The person in charge struggled to move his eyes away from the trailer. At this moment, he just sighed deeply: "That's such a pity. In the selection process, the ones who could produce a lot of sales and repeat customers... you didn't seize the opportunity to expand sales!"

He opened the cold storage, provided special storage boxes, and then labeled and classified them one by one. At the same time, he also said: "I didn't expect that you have so few things. The original booth was in a good location, quite big, and there were special products." Exhibition area…”

What he is thinking about is waiting for the public review process. As long as the taste is good, stocking up more inventory will make it easier for people to buy directly.

But now...

The person in charge was embarrassed: "There are too few things and the large exhibition stand provided is not suitable..."

Anyone who takes a look at the few boxes placed alone on such a large booth might think that it is a secret operation - in fact, it is not!

Fruits and vegetables rated "S+" by Professor Song deserve a C-position booth. The person in charge was just looking for convenience at most, and he really didn't decide the place blindly.

Song Tan waved his hand: "Public review is not important to us, and we really have nothing to sell. The main thing is to look at the judges. Otherwise, are there any smaller ones that we can exchange for?"

She was so easy to talk to, and the person in charge was also happy: "Yes, just wait a moment, I will coordinate it right away - by the way, let's make a list first of how your products need to be displayed tomorrow."

"Those who need to cook can also make arrangements in advance, and there are special logistics tools."

Song Tan was surprised: "It's so meticulous..."

The person in charge laughed, with a slightly proud look on his face: "After all, this is a fruit and vegetable selection, just fruits. Many vegetables are not cooked, and their advantages are not apparent at all."

"However," he said solemnly: "Even if it is cooking, it is not really cooking - it is too easy to be influenced by the chef. Therefore, if you need to cook, we can boil it in plain water. If you need to stir-fry, we can fry it. Stir-fried. If it's served cold, we can only eat it raw."

Song Tan's expression became subtle.

She thought that the judges could eat and drink to their heart's content, but she didn't expect that it would be hard to explain.

After all, most vegetables without oil, salt and taste are really unpalatable.

So she was also very curious: "Can this really taste good or bad?"

"Yes." The person in charge said firmly: "Only by the original taste can we distinguish the advantages and characteristics. What's more, during the public review, the judges can also taste the results of each company's own cooking, which will be more comprehensive. "

Song Tan was numb: "Cooking by yourself?"

That's it, it's just that little thing, it's gone after you taste it, how can you still have a turn to cook? Although she doesn't care about public review, but——

How many selections has Professor Song missed? Why aren't there so many details? !

The person in charge nodded and looked at the two siblings at the moment: "Which one of you will do it? There is nothing to sell, but the one with an S+ rating in the preliminary selection can at least let everyone have a taste and leave a brand memory point."

Qiaoqiao immediately raised her hands: "Me, me, me!"

"Okay!" The person in charge handed the made sign to them: "Come and decorate the exhibition hall early tomorrow... Forget it, even if there is nothing to decorate, check the location in advance, and take the sign to the logistics to pick up the things."

He put the few things into storage, then took his iPad and typed the exhibition hall map:

"Tomorrow at 9 o'clock in the morning, the main venue will be more lively as an import and export agricultural products exhibition. Our selection is a bit unpopular to the public, and the scale cannot be compared, so it will be in the subsidiary venue."

"The area of ​​the auxiliary hall is not small. There are four districts: southeast, northwest and northwest. You were originally scheduled to be at No. 66, South Area A. This location is close to the center and the public review is very advantageous."

"The booth area is also large, 30 square meters...but now you..."

No matter how hard he tried, with the few things Song Tan brought, even if they were all spread on the ground, he probably wouldn't be able to make up 30 square meters.

At this moment, he pointed to No. A7 of the guide: "Is this okay? This is the only one left now. The supporting platform of this venue was scratched by a farm machine that went the wrong way at night... Of course, it has been repaired now."

It's just that although this location is ranked high, the area is only 8 square meters, and it is adjacent to the agricultural machinery exhibition stand.

Before comparison, it can be said that there is a world of difference.

And Song Tan looked at it: "Will my being here affect the judges' scoring?"

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, won't the judges' scores be unified at the end? It doesn't matter where you are...and I remember that Professor Song said before that you want to be the last one?"

He paused and then pointed to this exhibition area: "If it was originally scheduled for No. 66, it would be a bit troublesome to be the last one. But if it is this No. 7 area - look at the map, it happens to be at the last position."

How else to say remote?

"Okay, okay!" Song Tan immediately agreed: "Only the 7th!"

She simply lost the watermelon and picked up the sesame seeds without feeling distressed, so much so that the person in charge had a complicated look on her face: "You have worked so hard to re-elect. It would be great if you had prepared and stocked up early."

Song Tan sighed: "Brother Qi, you don't understand that I don't have to worry about selling my things. It's just that the price can't be raised. Professor Song said it lacks the official reputation... I just came to participate in the selection."

She spoke frankly, and the person in charge also looked very understanding: "The family is small, right? Small-scale products are cheap and good, so you don't have to worry about selling them. You should hurry up and expand production... Forget it, I think you I don’t have much business acumen either, so it’s fine to do it in a small way and save myself the burden.”

He sighed: "Is this really the decision? Our selection is still very formal. It is easy to adjust the good ones to the bad ones, but it is impossible to adjust the bad ones to their positions."

Song Tan nodded: "I won't change it!"

…

After all this trouble, by the time Song Tan and Qiao Qiao got in the car and the drowsy Master Li cheered up, it was already close to midnight.

Qiaoqiao started yawning as soon as he got in the car. He had never slept so late at home, and now he was very lack of energy. He even forgot about the children's package with toys.

And Song Tan couldn't help but feel happy when she thought of the food Lu Chuan had sent tonight -

Thank you so much! Otherwise, Qiao Qiao would be so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore.

And Master Li, after waiting for so long, if it weren’t for the extremely filling sweet potato cake, he would probably be hungry by now.

Song Tan took out his mobile phone and transferred the account to Master Li again: "Master Li, you can go back after you send us to the hotel. I didn't expect it to take so long today. Thank you for your hard work."

Update two, good night. Good morning.

Damn it, I can’t finish writing the KPI this month, and I even have to go out tomorrow... I would rather write 4,000 than go out...

I shed tears of guilt...