At the same time, in Jingzhou …
Pei Qian was also in his office. He looked at the work reports of the various departments while paying attention to the Street Food Contest through the live-stream.
The first group was the pancake group. The progress of each vendor was different. Some had just flipped the pancakes, while others had already begun to sprinkle chopped green onions on them. While everyone was very skilled, there were still differences in their skills.
"I'm actually watching a live-stream of pancakes. I keep feeling that this scene is a little ridiculous."
Pei Qian could not help but complain.
The number of viewers in the live-stream slowly increased, and the bullet screen comments became denser.
"What the hell is this! A group of people dressed so formally, but they're selling pancakes? "
"There are actually judges for pancakes? This is too magical! "
"The world is huge, and there are all kinds of strange things! It's actually a Street Food Contest? Will there be malatang, scallion pancakes, and fried chicken fillets later? "
"The organizer is the Cold-Faced Lady? Is this a publicity stunt? Hey, wait, isn't the Cold-Faced Lady dead? "
"I heard that Tengda seems to have taken over? I wonder if it's true. "
There were more and more people in the live-stream.
The live-stream of the Street Food Contest might not have a particularly good recommendation spot but there would be a lot of natural traffic after it was hung in the living area. Be it the title of the Street Food Contest or the content of the live-stream, they had greatly aroused the interest of the netizens. They could not leave after entering.
It was too interesting. I've never seen it before!
Someone realized that the account of this live-stream was' Cold-Faced Lady '. This was an account that Meng Chang had specially registered to promote the Cold-Faced Lady.
Many people did not continue to pay attention to the Cold-Faced Lady's follow-up. What's more, Pei Qian did not deliberately publicize this matter. Thus, most people did not know that Tengda had taken over the Cold-Faced Lady. They were still puzzled. Didn't they say that the Cold-Faced Lady had gone bankrupt? How did they still have the money to organize such a competition?
However, most of the audience did not dwell too much on this because their attention was quickly attracted by the delicious pancakes.
The cameraman this time was specially hired. There were several cameras that switched back and forth. Some were in charge of filming the expressions of the judges, some were in charge of filming the actions of the stall owners from a distance, and some were in charge of filming the appearance of the pancakes from a close distance.
The golden pancakes were quickly laid out. Some were covered with fried dough sticks, while others were covered with thin crispy pancakes. On the golden skin, there were burnt brown crispy pancakes, black sesame seeds, and light green shredded onions. It looked very tempting.
A row of staff came to the pancake stall with a tray. The tray was specially made with many small compartments on it. Each compartment corresponded to a stall owner's number.
The stall owner cut the pancake into many small pieces and placed one piece on each staff member's tray. He then placed it in the corresponding compartment.
After the staff walked around, the tray was filled with all the stall owners' pancakes. They brought it directly to the judges and the audience for them to taste.
Of course, because there were more spectators at the scene, the stall owners had to continue making pancakes to ensure that everyone could taste it.
The first to taste it was, of course, the judges specially invited by the show.
The judges had chopsticks and other utensils in their hands. He picked up a piece of pancake and put it into his mouth, tasted it carefully, chewed it, and recorded the taste of the corresponding pancake in a small notebook beside him. He drank a mouthful of mineral water to get rid of the taste in his mouth before continuing to taste the next pancake.
When the judges were almost done tasting, the host handed the microphone over and let each judge express their opinion.
At that moment, the audience was still tasting the pancakes.
As the judges evaluated, the audience tasted it. To a certain extent, it could be used as an explanation.
Of course, if the audience felt that the judges were wrong, they could also insist on their own opinions.
Be it the judges or the audience, they could be very subjective when tasting. They could only evaluate the pancakes that they thought were delicious and not comment on the other pancakes. They could even decide which pancakes to eat or not to eat based on their appearance.
That was because the evaluation of delicacies was a relatively subjective matter. Delicacies were also particular about color, smell, and taste. If they did not look good, there was a high chance that they would not be liked.
There was no other way. After all, this was a world that valued appearance.
In short, the rules were fair. Whoever could fight their way out of the encirclement depended on their ability.
After tasting it, the judges had a rough idea of what to do and began to speak.
"I think the No. 3 pancake is very good. The skin is crispy, and it leaves a fragrance in the lips and teeth. The cooking method is closer to the traditional method, but there are some personal innovations in it."
"I think No. 7 is not bad. The main thing is that the ingredients used in the sauce and various side dishes are very particular. It is not excessive, and it will not be all sauce in one bite. It can maximize the taste of the multi-grain dough, giving people a relatively fresh feeling. At the same time, it is also in line with the low-calorie eating habits of modern people …"
The judges began to express their opinions and comment on the pancakes from different angles.
If a stall owner's pancake received a good review from the judges, the host would also interview the stall owner and ask him to briefly introduce his unique pancake techniques and secrets. It was a further step to canvass votes for himself.
Finally, the judges and audience would press the voting device and vote for their favorite pancakes. After the backstage summary of the votes, the results would be automatically released according to the weighted rules. The best pancake would be judged from high to low according to the scores.
…
Pei Qian looked at the live-stream and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
Not to mention, it looked quite tempting!
The photographer's close-up shots of the pancakes, coupled with the sizzling sound of the pancakes, whetted one's appetite.
There were more and more viewers in the live-stream.
"Holy sh * t, it looks so delicious! Am I imagining things? "
"It's quite formal. A luxurious hotel, a uniform chef's uniform, the judges' comments … all of these should create some psychological cues."
"Psychological cues are definitely only one aspect, but the skills of these stall owners are definitely not bad! You might not be able to eat it, but look at the way they make the pancakes, the color and texture of the pancakes. It's definitely not bad! "
"Of course, this food competition selects the most outstanding stall owners from all over the country. They are all locally famous. There might be those popular snacks that you have to queue up for a long time to eat. How can their skills be bad?"
"I'm so envious, I really want to eat it!"
Most of the audience in the live-stream had only entered because they were curious: they were all street food like pancakes, and they were even letting the judges make a selection?
But now, many viewers were already treating it as a serious gourmet program. They were even eager to order a pancake to try.
Of course, it was useless to think about it. After all, the pancakes that most people could order would definitely taste far worse than the pancakes on television.
The number of people in the live-stream began to increase rapidly, and the bullet screen comments became denser!
The living area was a popular area on the live-stream platform to begin with. Food was also an eternal topic that people paid attention to.
The Street Food Contest was both novel, down-to-earth, and professional. It was also a food program in the living area. Thus, it quickly attracted a large number of viewers!
It was Monday afternoon and the entire website was relatively quiet. However, that also meant that there were no big streamers broadcasting and there was not much quality content.
The official platform quickly noticed this. Seeing that the effect of the Street Food Contest was so good, they immediately transferred a lot of resources to the front page!
"… I didn't notice it for a while. Why is it so popular?!"
Pei Qian looked at it casually. He had just flipped through the work reports of the various departments. When he came back, the number of people in the live-stream had more than doubled!
The increase in popularity was huge. Obviously, the live-stream platform was promoting resources.
Pei Qian could not help but be shocked. "There are actually so many people watching on Monday afternoon? Don't you guys have to go to work? "
"Or are they all secretly watching it at work?"
"Slacking off at work? These are all talents! It's a pity that I can't contact these people and recruit them to Tengda. "
Pei Qian instinctively panicked. No matter what, as long as it was related to popularity, it was usually not a good thing.
However, on further thought, it would be best if the food competition did not become popular. However, even if it did, it would not affect him, right?
Pei Qian had already informed them that the judges would not boast about the Cold-Faced Lady, and it would not cause consumers to spend money on the Cold-Faced Lady.
Even if there was popularity, it would dissipate after the competition ended. What was there to worry about?
After some thought, Pei Qian felt that there was no need for him to worry. Thus, he continued watching.
…
After the competition for the pancake group ended, it was time for the scallion pancakes, grilled squid, and roasted gluten groups.
The selection process was completely the same. No one knew the final result. It all depended on the taste of the judges and audience.
However, even though they were all very simple and common roadside snacks, they could still make a difference.
After all, there was a saying that went, "Don't use your hobbies to challenge the profession that others rely on for a living."
There were so many small vendors in the country. All of them worked from dawn to dusk to sell snacks to earn money. They had to make hundreds or thousands of servings every day. Those that were not delicious had long been eliminated.
On the other hand, the participants this time were all well-known vendors from all over the country. They were one in a hundred, and each of them had their own unique skills.
In other words, there was no other way, only familiarity.
The competition this time was very long because it was divided into many groups. They had to let all the audience eat it. Time passed very quickly in addition to the judges' comments and the vendors' self-narration.
From two o 'clock in the afternoon until six o' clock in the afternoon.
It was almost time for dinner. Many people had already gotten off work, and the live-stream of the Street Food Contest had reached its peak!
The dense bullet screen was almost covered by the screen.
Next was the selection of the Roasted Cold Noodles group, followed by the selection of the unpopular snacks group, and finally the overall evaluation.
The overall evaluation segment was to compare the ratings of the different categories of snacks and find the top few rankings of the different categories of snacks. They would then give these vendors trophies and bonuses.
The audience who were still in the live-stream were basically waiting for the overall evaluation segment to see which vendor would have the last laugh.
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