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Sheng Juezhi clenched his back molars, feeling very upset.

In front of him, it's fine to praise him for being beautiful, but you still have to give him a gift?

I don't think about it!

The stall owner didn't realize how the murderous aura came from Sheng Juezhi's body, he waved his hands in earnest to indicate that he really didn't need to pay.

"The cadres have said hello, and I know that you are here to promote us."

The stall owner rubbed his hands, a shy smile appeared on his dark and thin face.

"You are here to do good things. This stuff is made up by yourself when you have nothing to do. It's worthless. Whatever you like, just play with it."

The landscape of Quanhe Township is very good, and the buildings in the village are very old-fashioned, especially the bamboo houses they live in, which are very distinctive.

If you want to develop tourism, it should be very easy.

The only problem is the remoteness.

Although the scenery is good, it is not irreplaceable.

And there are no particularly famous attractions.

This has led tourists to never consider such a remote and unknown place when choosing a tourist destination.

In addition to farming, the local villagers can only go out to work. The economy has not been driven, and the government is very troubled.

With this kind of public welfare activity led by CCTV this time, if it can grasp the local characteristics and attract attention after the broadcast, it can drive the local tourism industry.

It can also generate income for local residents and help them get rid of poverty.

So just in case, the cadres greeted the residents of Quanhe Township in advance and gave a hint.

Knowing that the people from the TV station were here to help them, although the residents of Quanhe Township were very curious, they did not gather around to cause any trouble to the program team because of the advance warning of the cadres.

They love their hometown more than others. If possible, they naturally hope that their hometown will become better and better, so that more people can see it.

"Give it to you."

Seeing that Shi Xingchi was not moving, the stall owner simply picked up the pendant that Shi Xingchi had taken a fancy to, and was about to stuff it into his hand.

"I have to thank you all, this is worthless, don't be polite, just take it."

Shi Xingchi pursed his lips, he could understand the stall owner's mood.

Quanhe Township is located in a remote area, mostly in mountainous areas, the agricultural development is not good, and other businesses cannot develop due to the terrain.

In order to make a living, most of the local residents can only leave their hometowns and go out to work.

There are only old, weak, young and disabled left in the family.

Still, life was a bit difficult.

If the local tourism industry can really be developed, their life will be much easier in the future.

People who go out to work can also return to their hometowns to develop. Getting rid of poverty and becoming rich is not a dream.

Shi Xingchi is also a person who has suffered, so he can understand the mood of the stall owner.

"The weaving is exquisite and beautiful."

Shi Xingchi sincerely praised.

"If you take it outside, you will definitely be able to sell it at a high price. After the show is broadcast, more people will see it, and maybe many people will come to buy it, and the supply will exceed the demand at that time."

What Shi Xingchi said made the stall owner very happy, and he rubbed his hands happily to thank him.

"I'll borrow your good words."

The stall owner was a little embarrassed.

"I didn't expect to be able to make a big sale, just earn some pocket money to supplement the expenses and relieve the burden on the family."

His words were very simple, and it made the people in the program group feel a lot of emotion.

In the end they insisted on giving the money.

Not only Shi Xingchi, but also Zhang Zeming and the others each chose a knitting product from the stall.

The craftsmanship of the stall owner is really good. Most of his stalls sell hanging ornaments and handicrafts, which are very local.

Both the money and the goods are settled, and both parties are in a good mood.

After shopping in the market all morning, Shi Xingchi and the others bought a lot of things.

The local bamboo weaving products are really so exquisite that people can't help but marvel at them.

Not to mention any decorations and ornaments, there are even paintings woven with bamboo strips.

According to the introduction of the host, these bamboo products belong to the local intangible cultural heritage.

It's just that today, the market is flooded with all kinds of handicrafts that are more fancy and have more styles.

This kind of bamboo products has gradually lost its market.

Because it is purely handmade, it takes time and effort, so the price cannot be suppressed too low.

When consumers only see the price, they will feel that the price does not match the product.

For the same price, if you buy modern handicrafts, you can buy more styles and richer colors, which look better than this kind of bamboo products.

In addition, Quanhe Township is located in a remote place, making it inconvenient to enter and exit.

In order to sell a few bamboo woven products, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, not to mention whether they can be sold, and it is not worthwhile.

It would be great if, as Shi Xingchi and the others said, the local tourism industry can develop and attract more tourists, and their bamboo products can be sold.

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After visiting the market, Brother Hao took Sheng Juezhi and the others to an open space, cueing the following process to the guests and the audience in the live broadcast room.

"At the market just now, we saw a lot of local specialty products and tasted local specialty breakfast delicacies."

"It's lunch time now, and we're going to take the two of you to taste the famous local specialties—hand pilaf."

Shi Xingchi froze for a moment.

He who has no experience, when he heard the pilaf, he subconsciously thought of the mutton pilaf in Xinjiang.

The residents here are not Uyghurs either. How come the hand-picked rice has become their special delicacy?

The host obviously did their homework in advance, and led Sheng Juezhi and the others into a local restaurant.

It is estimated that the program team contacted in advance.

A few minutes after they arrived, the shopkeeper brought out their lunch.

It was different from what Shi Xingchi imagined.

The special pilaf here is not the mutton pilaf in Xinjiang.

Together, the two waiters brought a large, round, bamboo-style platter to the table.

The bottom of the plate is lined with banana leaves.

The ultimate part is the pilaf, which is paired with local glutinous corn and five-color rice.

There are side dishes and meat in a circle, which look extremely rich.

Although I ate a lot in the morning, it was quite exhausting to visit the market all morning.

Shi Xingchi sniffed the scent in the air, looked at this large portion of delicious food, opened his mouth wide in shock, and his eyes lit up.

The audience in the live broadcast room also showed the same "ignorant" expression as Shi Xingchi.

"Such a big portion, so rich." Shi Xingchi couldn't help swallowing, and said in a low voice.

"Just the few of us, are you done eating?"

The host was talking to the waiter according to the script, but no one noticed what Shi Xingchi was saying.

Only Sheng Juezhi immediately accepted his words and laughed lightly.

"There are so many people in the program group, whose appetite are you looking down on?"