A certain CCTV is broadcasting food live.
Looking at the landmark buildings around, it is the food court in the county town!
Because the place is small, there are not many reporters and the like, and many people who eat melons come here curiously to join in the fun, surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.
The location reporter with exquisite makeup smiled brightly.
"... Our 'Chinese Cuisine' column team has invited Mr. Zhang, a senior Chinese medicine practitioner, to be our special guest for this issue. Mr. Zhang, please introduce to our audience the food you want to recommend today!"
Dr. Zhang has gray hair and looks to be in his 60s or 70s, but he is still in good spirits.
"I came here to visit friends a few days ago, and I accidentally ate wontons from the stall behind me. I was very surprised. After obtaining the consent of the stall owner, I checked the ingredients they used. Together, they not only have many benefits for the human body, but also make the taste of wonton more delicious."
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"It sounds amazing, I really want to try it right away!" The reporter walked back with a smile.
Geng's father suddenly had an ominous premonition.
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In the camera, the reporter walked in the direction of Xin's stall!
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"The rumored delicacy... The name of this food stall is so special! Miss, are you the owner of the stall? Can you introduce your main food?"
Facing the camera and the reporter, Tian Jiafang was so nervous that she was sweating, she didn't know where to put her hands, and looked to Jiang Yan next to her for help.
"W-why, let my son talk about it?"
The reporter saw that the other party was still wearing a middle school uniform, and thinking that the national college entrance examination would be ushered in in a few months, the topic was good, and his eyes lit up.
"Little brother, are you in high school?"
Facing the camera, Jiang Yan took his time.
"Yes, I'm in the third year of high school this year, and I'm going to take the college entrance examination in June. Besides studying, I also come here to help my mother."
After speaking, he introduced the food at the stall.
"Our family now has four kinds of snacks, which are delicious wontons, fried rice that can't be enough, super delicious beef soup, and rainbow glutinous rice balls for dessert. We use the best and freshest ingredients, and there are a few Taste Chinese herbal medicine…”
Seeing Jiang Yan's generosity and calmness, the reporter nodded appreciatively.
"Medical Doctor Zhang, this little brother is very promising. It doesn't look like he's just an underage high school student at all."
On the surface, Dr. Zhang nodded lightly, but he was very proud in his heart. He was very satisfied that Xin Nandong gave him a long face.
What they didn't know was that Jiang Yan's actual age when counted in the plane time, could scare people to death. I have seen so many big scenes, so being interviewed by a TV station is a trivial matter.
After listening to Jiang Yan's introduction, the reporter tasted the wonton and was amazed on the spot. I ate three more rainbow mochi before giving up.
"Chinese medicine doctor Zhang is right. After eating, I feel that all the fatigue has been swept away!"
Speaking, the reporter found something.
"It's such a delicious food. Why did so few people line up to buy it when we came here just now? Let's interview the people around us."
The lucky audience who was selected tidied up their clothes nervously, and stammered: "This, the food at this stall is really delicious. However, a few days ago, there was an article on the WeChat official account saying that they illegally used Poppy. Although the announcement of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau proves that it is not used, but since then, fewer people have eaten it."
"There is such a thing!"
The reporter was very surprised, and turned to look at Dr. Zhang next to him.
"Mr. Zhang, what do you think?"