Chapter 25: [Local Flavors]
Chapter 25: [Local Flavors]
"Master Liu, you...you set up a breakfast stall in the morning, and then come so early in the afternoon to pick up goods for the night market. Can you...what was it again? Can you manage?"
A stammering question came from behind him. Liu Zhuohao stopped, turned around helplessly, and replied:
"Wei, you're already forgetting your lines on the very first line. Can't you be a little more serious?"
Inside the wholesale market, many people stopped and looked over with great interest.
"Boss, I've never acted before, and besides..." Huang Weixiong's face tightened under the watchful eyes of the crowd, "and there are so many people watching!"
He couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard that he would be in the video and that it would be uploaded online for thousands of people to see.
Normally, as a guy, he rarely even turns on his phone's camera, let alone takes selfies. "How about we let him carry the manuscript?"
Then, Zhuang Zicong, who was filming, suggested, "Anyway, we're not professionals. If we make a few mistakes, it will make the audience feel less distant from us."
"I feel that although it's a food photography style, the style doesn't have to be so serious. We can relax a bit."
Liu Zhuohao paused for a moment, then nodded helplessly.
They're mainly here to shoot footage today, and they're also going through the process of setting up their stall.
"Um...Ah Wei."
Zhuang Zicong said somewhat awkwardly, "You don't need to turn to the side and show your face. Just turn your back. We'll take a picture of your back, and the rest can be left to, um, to the boss."
He followed suit and called out to the boss.
After all, if the videos he edits meet the requirements, Liu Zhuohao will indeed pay him a salary.
They retreated to the market entrance, to the spot where the shooting location was drawn crookedly on the ground with chalk.
Looking at Huang Weixiong's flushed face, Liu Zhuohao softened his tone: "Don't think about the camera. Just treat us like we're here to buy goods. You ask, I answer."
Huang Weixiong took out the manuscript and scanned the lines of dialogue.
The moment the camera started rolling, Zhuang Zicong made a gesture, and the two of them started walking inside without looking back.
"It's a little past 3 p.m. now, and there aren't many people at the wholesale market."
Liu Zhuohao calmly recounted in front of the camera: "If it's not filming me making steak, but filming me running a breakfast stall, there will be more people if I come around 4 a.m.
"At this time, most of the customers are buying leftover stock. This means that in order to clear out their stalls for the day and avoid inventory, the vendors will sell the remaining items at a very discounted package price."
"Of course, I'm not here to pick up leftover stock. I'm a long-term customer, and I'm here this afternoon to pick up the steaks I ordered in advance."
He paused as he spoke, appearing very experienced.
But if it were three or four in the morning, this wholesale market wouldn't be as peaceful as it is now; it would probably be much more chaotic.
Various vendors were present, and the ground in the seafood and vegetable section was slippery, with cardboard boxes, foam boxes, binding ropes, and damaged packaging materials scattered everywhere.
That environment wasn't suitable for filming.
"But I've heard that beef is different."
Huang Weixiong delivered the message at the opportune moment, his eyes still glancing at the manuscript.
"Yes, beef is different. Cattle are usually slaughtered in the morning, and after slaughter, they go through a period of aging, cutting, and so on."
Liu Zhuohao replied, "So usually it's around three or four in the afternoon, just when they're being delivered from the slaughterhouse, so they're fresh and tender."
"Even ordinary cuts, not the usual cuts like brisket, chuck, or five-flower shank... but tender meat that costs around thirty yuan per pound, taste very good."
Liu Zhuohao explained, "But the supply of beef in Chaoshan is very tight. They slaughter beef very frequently, once in the early morning and once in the morning. After the beef is slaughtered, it basically doesn't go to this large wholesale market. The majority of the beef goes to those small wholesale shops, which don't wholesale other things, they only wholesale beef."
"The small portions are for stalls in various places. They've already placed their orders, and the trucks will deliver them directly there."
This is part of the script; it was written long ago.
In the video, Liu Zhuohao is particularly close to the local culture and promotes the local characteristics.
This is a very important step for my future career.
The camera follows the three as they walk inside, inspecting the pasta, broccoli, eggs, and other goods. When they arrive at the cold storage, the owner is sitting at the door smoking.
"Hey boss, what are you filming?" he asked casually. "Besides, you're not opening until the day after tomorrow, so I don't have any stock for you right now."
Huang Weixiong was stunned when he heard this.
Afterwards, Zhuang Zicong, who was recording with a camera, also became at a loss.
"We're just shooting a promotional video first," Liu Zhuohao replied calmly. "When you sell something on TV, you have to release a promotional video first, and I'm shooting one right now."
"Whoa!"
The boss laughed, took a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, flicked it with his finger, and said, "You have quite a few tricks up your sleeve."
He caught sight of the dark camera pointed directly at him, and quickly raised his hand to cover his face, saying, "Hey, hey, don't film me!"
"Don't worry, I'll blur it out, just add a mosaic." Liu Zhuohao took the cigarette the boss flicked to him, the movement practiced, and tucked it behind his ear, half-jokingly saying, "Otherwise, what if someone sneaks into your business and steals my suppliers when my business booms?" The boss, who had initially been somewhat resistant to the camera, lowered his hand from his face upon hearing this, and said:
"I don't think your business has much of a chance of succeeding."
"In the Chaoshan region, we place great importance on freshness when it comes to food. Chaoshan beef is also famous. If you want to sell this steak..."
Liu Zhuohao glanced at the camera and replied:
"Having gotten used to Chaoshan beef hot pot and beef rice noodles, I'm sure you'd occasionally want to try something different. I definitely did my research beforehand."
……
Even after walking some distance from the wholesale market, the camera was still recording, and Zhuang Zicong's hesitant voice came from behind:
"Boss, should we cut that part out?"
He became increasingly adept at using forms of address.
"No need, it's a fact."
Liu Zhuohao sat down on the front of the food cart and replied, "The older generation may not be able to accept it, but young people are still very willing to try other flavors."
"It's like the newly opened RT-Mart in the square, and Da Long Yi. The spiciness of those Sichuan restaurants is something that people from our area can't handle."
"But business is good. What does that mean? It means that our generation of young people is quite willing to accept new flavors."
As a businessman, he must have considered this issue.
For many young people, local flavors are sometimes something they've "gotten tired of," such as savory fruits, spring rolls, and fried rice cakes...
Instead of being popular with local young people, these snacks have become a favorite among some tourists.
Meanwhile, snacks from other regions, such as Wudanglang sesame seed cakes from Shandong, fish balls from Hong Kong, and egg burgers from Northeast China, are selling very well among local young people.
This is for a reason.
Or maybe you're just tired of it.
Either the taste doesn't suit you.
"If we go back in time, whether it's savory fruit or spring rolls, those are things that older generations have eaten since childhood. Even if the taste doesn't suit them, there's nothing else they can eat."
Liu Zhuohao said with emotion, "But things are different now. People have more choices in terms of flavors. It's not just Chaoshan, but other regions as well. This is the fusion of food cultures."
The Chaoshan beef hot pot restaurants he used to run attracted customers from all over the world, including foreigners.
Especially after the pneumonia outbreak, during the peak tourist season, business was booming...
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