Song Can raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is there any tasting stall?"
Tasting stalls are generally only made by supermarkets. The purpose is to promote sales and attract customers, but the food may not always be delicious.
But he had never heard of a tasting stall in front of an authentic Chinese restaurant.
"You can try it." The person in front of him said: "My friend posted a picture and said it was super delicious. He used three supers in a row. I was also thinking at the time, is it that delicious? So I went to the tasting stall to try it, and found that it was really delicious!"
Song Can suddenly became interested in this restaurant that does hunger marketing.
"Okay, then I'll try it."
He nodded slightly to the man and walked forward.
The photographer who hid the camera in a bag with a hole in it immediately followed him and asked in a low voice: "Brother Song, do you need to notify the director to start the official shooting?"
Song Can shook his head and said: "There are so many people queuing up, and most of them are of younger age groups. There should be a lot of my fans among them. In order to avoid causing a disturbance, let's not call them today. Let's do an unannounced visit to shoot, you Pay attention to the angle and keep shooting now.¡±
¡°Oh, okay, okay!¡± The photographer quickly adjusted the position of the camera in the bag and confirmed that the camera position could clearly capture Song Can before restarting shooting.
The team was like a long queue, and Song Can walked for several minutes before finally seeing the head of the team.
"Wanyue Restaurant"
Song Can frowned: "The name is quite good. I don't know if it is worthy of the name and worthy of so many people queuing up."
Song Can hid the microphone in her collar and walked towards Wanyue Restaurant.
There was indeed a tasting stall on the right side of the restaurant entrance, but it was so crowded with people that he couldn't see what the tasting stall was trying.
At this moment, someone squeezed out from the crowd, happily holding a disposable bowl as if it were a treasure.
Song Can looked at the dark crowd and had no idea what to do. He couldn't really waste time queuing up. If the food wasn't delicious, the recorded footage wouldn't be used, and it would be a waste of time.
Song Can hesitated for a moment and walked up to the girl holding the bowl.
"Hello¡¡"
What Song Can didn¡¯t expect was that as soon as he said hello, the girl left and hid the bowl behind her, as if she was afraid of being snatched away by him.
Song Can smiled silently.
¡ª¡ªAs for what?
"What do you want to do?" The girl looked at the boy in front of her warily.
It was obviously a hot day, but this man wrapped himself into a rice dumpling, his face was wrapped tightly, and even his eyes were covered by sunglasses.
At first glance, he doesn¡¯t look like a good person!
Song Can said helplessly: "I just came here. I want to ask, what are so many people trying to eat?"
The girl curled her lips and said two words: "Dumplings!"
"Dumplings?" Song Can asked with a look of disbelief: "So many people are crowded here just to eat a dumpling?"
Are these people crazy?
The girl couldn't see the expression on Song Can's face, so she nodded naturally: "Yes, just to eat dumplings. The dumplings here are delicious!"
"But no matter how delicious the dumplings are, they are not worth being crowded here on a hot day, right?"
"What do you know?!" The girl glanced at him and said, "You've never tasted it at first glance. These are the most delicious dumplings in the world!"
¡°The best food in the world?¡±
Song Can felt even more disdainful.
But the girl¡¯s expression was so serious, it didn¡¯t look like she was bragging at all. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com