The main venue of the Daoxiang Food Festival.
Wen Xi was asking Aunt Luo, who had "moved" from the Lotus Market, to set up a stall selling stinky tofu.
"Xiao Wen, thanks so much for teaching me how to fry stinky tofu!"
"I have a source of living expenses for my granddaughter this semester."
While setting up the stall, Aunt Luo thanked Wen Xi. Since she improved her skill in frying stinky tofu, the stall's sales have increased several times.
Many people were craving the stinky tofu fried by Wen Xi, but the stinky tofu that Wen Xi made that night was limited to a certain time. After everyone learned that Aunt Luo and Wen Xi had learned the craft, they came to Aunt Luo to buy stinky tofu.
Usually when she picked up her granddaughter from school, her granddaughter's classmates found out that her family sold stinky tofu and started to exclude her granddaughter, always saying that her granddaughter smelled greasy.
Now, those students who once looked down on her granddaughter are pestering their parents every day to bring them to buy Aunt Luo’s stinky tofu.
However, Mr. Yang, the boss of the Lotus Night Market, took advantage of the surge in traffic at the night market and started charging stall fees, sanitation fees, and management fees.
So after learning that Wen Xi was going to hold a food festival, Aunt Luo, who is the top celebrity at the Lotus Night Market, moved her position without hesitation.
"It's all thanks to you that you promoted our food festival when you were closing your stall at the Lotus Night Market yesterday." Wen Xi smiled brightly, "Many people came here today just for your fried stinky tofu."
"You are the top star of our food festival!"
There are several snack vendors in the Lotus Night Market that are good at making concessions and do not want to be affected by other vendors that are “playing dirty”, so they “jumped ship” together with Aunt Luo.
I had originally prepared for the initial losses, but when I got here I found that there was quite a lot of traffic, and there were no miscellaneous expenses. The organizer also helped me solve the problem of purchasing ingredients.
The interns in green vests here are also very enthusiastic, unlike the cold and snobbish neighbors in the Lotus Market.
While the two were chatting, an intern came to find Wen Xi: "Sister Xi, the police are here, they are at the door."
"Okay, I'll be there now." Wen Xi said hello to Aunt Luo and walked towards the entrance of the food festival.
Two young police officers, a man and a woman, came to the gate of the food festival. They were wearing neat police uniforms and badges.
When they saw Wen Xi, they extended their hands and said, "Hello, we are police officers from the street police station."
"I contacted you this morning. Thank you for supporting our anti-fraud awareness work."
Wen Xi shook hands with the two policemen and said politely, "It's only right to support the police's work."
Recently, there have been frequent incidents of college students being defrauded online, being cheated when looking for a job, or being cheated when renting a house.
When the street and police station learned that the "National Style Youth Journey" program team was going to hold a food festival, they contacted the organizer and used the food festival venue to carry out anti-fraud publicity.
The program team agreed immediately. With the police present, the order of the food festival can be guaranteed.
Wen Xi pointed to the open space at the door and said, "I've reserved a space for you at the door."
The policewoman smiled and nodded at Wen Xi. She pointed to the car they drove over and said, "Let's go get some things to set up the promotional booth first."
Wen Xi looked at the upright backs of the two policemen as they left, and couldn't help but sigh, "How cool!"
At this time, Qi Dongzhi from the L University Photography Association said to Wen Xi, "Sister Xi, some anchors who do outdoor live broadcasts have arrived one after another."
"The live broadcast equipment they wear is very advanced. Some can even shoot 360 degrees."
Wen Xi glanced at the tourists at the food festival and asked, "Have you all registered?"
Qi Dongzhi nodded: "It's done, don't worry."
*
As soon as Brother Chen, the anti-counterfeiting fighter, entered the main venue of the food festival, he was dazzled.
Most of the snack stalls here sell special snacks, but they are a little different from the usual ones. They have fruit juice, crayfish, hot and cold dishes, but the names and promotional slogans are particularly showy.
"Sweet corn juice produced by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences."
"L University Food Research Institute Feitian Spicy Strips."
"L University Aquaculture specializes in intensively feeding crayfish."
Even the tea leaves used in the milk tea stall are proudly produced by the Tea Science Department of L University.
"It's different now that the prefixes of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences and L University are added!" Brother Chen was walking around while filming while holding the live broadcast equipment.
"It immediately makes people feel excited and want to try out the differences between the snacks they usually eat."
At this moment, someone invited Brother Chen to connect online.
"Hey everyone, Yangtuojun, the anchor at the Lotus Night Market, is connecting with me live!"
"Let's take a look at the comparison between the two snack venues!"
Many viewers in the live broadcast room came for the gimmick of comparing the two night markets. The barrage of comments suddenly became lively, and people sent gifts one after another.
After the live broadcast connection was connected, a picture frame appeared on the audience's mobile phone screens.
The live broadcast showed the host of the Lotus Night Market, Yangtuojun, a cute and well-behaved girl.
She greeted everyone lively: "Mr. Alpaca, can you hear me?"
Brother Chen: "I can hear you. The signal here is stable. Let's get started!"
"Hello everyone, behind me is the Lotus Pond, a famous check-in spot at the Lotus Night Market!"
Alpaca's camera also turned behind him, and three or five lotus flowers were blooming in the narrow ditch.
The banks of the ditch were crowded with people watching the lotus flowers and taking photos, and the noise was very noisy.
If you want to take pictures, you have to wait in line. The scenes captured by Alpaca's camera are all captured through the gaps between people.
Mr. Alpaca asked the old man wearing an "Order Manager" armband: "Uncle, why are there so few lotus flowers?"
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