"I've heard of it!" The young man excitedly turned to his friend behind him and introduced, "Let me tell you, the program 'A Bite of Rainbow City' is really good. It never interviews restaurant owners, but only randomly records diners. They have staff members in every city to record the best-selling foods in the streets and alleys."
"Because of its authentic recording, it has become a food trendsetter in Rainbow City. The food that the crew visits is generally delicious."
"Brother, how do you know those are customers and not shills?"
"Because this program is live, and live broadcasts are silent! The reporters are only responsible for recording the expressions and reactions of the diners while they are eating. They will not have any extra interaction with the diners or the restaurants. Often, some restaurants are on the live broadcast without even knowing it."
"What's so interesting about that? It's like watching a pantomime."
"No, no, no! It's not a pantomime. The interviewers are silent to prevent cheating, but the production team will invite several food critics to comment, and there will also be a host speaking. The comments section is also very interesting. You'll see when you watch the next live broadcast."
"So what time do you usually go live on stream?"
"Sigh, whenever the reporters come across delicious and worthwhile food on the street, they will apply to start a live broadcast. The time is not fixed. Sometimes it is two or three times a week, and sometimes it is only once a week. It is this sense of randomness that makes everyone feel that it is real and interesting. Once the program is launched, it will definitely have tens of thousands of views in minutes."
"What you said makes sense. I'll try it next time."
"I was so busy talking to you, where did that young man who said he was a field researcher go? Did you see him?"
The companion shook his head; neither of them could remember what the person who had just spoken looked like.
"Forget it, let's go buy a bowl of Lei Cha first. There's already a line at that vendor's stall, let's hurry and grab a spot!"
Because more than a dozen little kids were sitting on the steps not far from Qin Yi's stall eating Lei Cha (a type of tea), passing tourists couldn't help but take a second look.
After looking at the little kid next to them, and then at the Lei Cha (擂茶) that the owner was selling, which was a drink they had never tried before, they all had a curious expression.
Have you ever tried it?
The people in line shook their heads.
Do you have this tea in your hometown?
The passerby shook his head.
"Don't even mention you outsiders, even I, a local from this ancient town, have never had Lei Cha!"
"I think this is the first time this owner is selling Lei Cha (擂茶). She used to sell sugar paintings. I even bought a dragon head painting from her before."
"How does the sugar painting taste?"
"It must be delicious! It's sweet, crisp, and looks beautiful. This owner has a pair of skillful hands."
"Now that you mention it, I'm really looking forward to this Lei Cha. Look, the kids who just had some are already lining up again, and the line has suddenly become really long. Luckily, we arrived early."
As the queue grew longer, Qin Yi gradually felt busy.
As an experienced stall owner, she felt it was time to start preparing for the next batch of goods.
But now I have to sell things, so I don't have time to make Lei Cha (a type of tea).
As Qin Yi worked, she looked around and finally spotted a familiar figure on the west side of the square. The person was sitting on a chair and looking in her direction.
"Xiao Qing!" Qin Yi beckoned, "Come and help me."
Zhuang Qing ran happily to Qin Yi's side: "Sister Qin, your business is even better than when you were selling sugar paintings! Sigh, when will my little stall be able to have a boom like yours?"
Qin Yi didn't have time for formalities and directly told Zhuang Qing, "You help me collect the money and pack the iced and hot Lei Cha. Just put them in a bowl and then add a box of my prepared condiments. If any customers order flavored Lei Cha, just ask me to make it. Your salary will be included in the room fee, and I'll pay you all at once later."
Zhuang Qing rolled up her sleeves and said earnestly, "Sister Qin, I guarantee I'll complete the mission! So what are you going to do?"
Qin Yi took out her mortar and pestle and held them to her chest. "I need to grind the raw materials for a batch of Lei Cha (pounded tea), which is quite laborious, so I'm asking you for help."
Grinding a large bowl of green tea leaves, nuts, rice, sesame seeds, and the like by hand is indeed time-consuming. It takes about twenty minutes to grind this whole bowl into a powder.
A customer who had just bought Lei Cha asked in bewilderment, "Boss, you're going too slow. Why don't you just use a food processor and blend it all together?"
Qin Yi explained, "The characteristic of Lei Cha lies in the word 'Lei' (擂, meaning pounding). The pestle carries the natural aroma of herbs and wood, and only hand-pounded Lei Cha has the original flavor."
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"Everyone, follow me. We've arrived at the last stop for our tour group today: Bluestone Square..."
Fei Hua, wearing a small red hat and holding a small red flag, beckoned the tourists to follow in his footsteps.
As a new tour guide leading a group for the first time.
He was completely unfazed.
His seniors taught him three secrets to being a tour guide: 1. Praise the customers lavishly, 2. Keep talking to avoid awkward silences, and 3. Count heads.
Fei Hua asked, "Is it really that simple?"
The senior replied, "It's that simple."
During the day, he talked nonsense based entirely on the tourist guide of Qingcha Ancient Town, which managed to fool most of the tourists. Since it was everyone's first time visiting, he put on a small megaphone and listened to whoever spoke the loudest!
Win this final battle.
Today we can conclude this project successfully.
"What you see in front of you is the core area of the ancient town. This bluestone square is a huge square surrounded by many blue stones. It is where local residents hold important ceremonies and celebrations. At other times, it is used for entertainment, leisure, dancing, live streaming and so on. All kinds of people can be found here."
"The restrooms are up ahead. Go to the restrooms if you need to wash your hands, and go to the toilet if you need to use the restrooms. The toilets are right there."
"Tourists who didn't go to the restroom, follow me. Look over here, there's a plum tree. It looks like the blossoms are almost all gone. Once the blossoms are all gone, the fruit will grow, right? Everyone come and see what the fruit looks like. Can you see it?"
The tourists all crowded around to peer inside: "Nothing there?"
Fei Hua waved a small red flag and called out to everyone, "That's right, I didn't see it either."
"Come on, let's count the number of people, and then we'll continue on our way."
"It looks like there's a group of people queuing up to buy local specialties."
"Oh, so this is Lei Cha. I heard that Lei Cha is a specialty drink of our Qingcha Ancient Town," Fei Hua 2.0 said as he looked at the billboard. "It is made with all-natural ingredients, including ginger, peanuts, rice and various nuts, which are ground together and then mixed with tea leaves grown in the mountains. It is nourishing and healthy."
The tourists asked, "Guide Fei, with so many people lining up to buy it, must it be delicious?"
Fei Hua replied, "That's definitely the best."
"Have you eaten there?"
"I've never eaten it before, but I heard someone mention it when I passed by earlier."
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