It is said that humans can only concentrate on working for three to four hours at most. If this time is exceeded, side effects will occur, and Si Li is suffering from this side effect.

It was still dark in the early morning, and in line with the principle of not revealing the identity of the lady and not being too arrogant, Wang Ting drove the donkey cart with the three girls and a bunch of miscellaneous utensils on the road.

Si Li leaned against the board of the donkey carriage in a daze, sleeping all night, only to be woken up and forcibly dragged to work before he got enough sleep. Whoever tries will know how it feels.

Meng Taotao looked at her worriedly and said, "If Miss feels uncomfortable, wait until you get to the place and have a good rest in the back."

Si Li is now just one breath away from becoming a walking dead, and communication relies on his remaining concern for employees, "Yeah."

Wang Ting swung his whip, "Why don't you go back now?" The man who went back drove the car faster. It was indeed the ruthless steward Xiao Wang who had persuaded Meng Taotao to pull Si Li up in the morning.

Not far away, the car stopped. Xiaoque looked around and said, "Isn't it here yet?"

Wang Ting pushed the little girl's head away and chuckled, "The steward is exchanging favors for the young lady, so be satisfied. Others don't have it yet."

A few people got out of the car and found that the stall was indeed as Xiaoque said. It was on the branch dirt road leading from the official road, still dozens of meters away from the official road. However, there are other vendors setting up stalls on the left and right. Looking back, there is a stall more than 100 meters away from the official road. In comparison, this is a good location.

The stall next to the official road was a middle-aged man selling sugar figures and paintings with a young man. There were three iron stoves alone. Seeing them coming, the middle-aged man didn't even raise his eyelids, pretending that the stove beyond the white gray circle painted by the government was not his own.

This is a deliberate attempt to bully people and take up space. Si Li just wanted to rest and was too lazy to argue, "Xiao Que, it's time to move things."

The middle-aged man saw that the little bird did not go to the car to unload the goods, but instead came to him. He snorted lightly. The stove was boiling sugar syrup. It took him and his son combined to move it. How strong can a girl be?

But there are always surprises. An iron stove half a man's height seemed to be flying, and it landed next to the middle-aged man with a clang, squeezing him exactly in the middle with the other two stoves. As he breathed, sweat could be seen on the middle-aged man's face.

"Little... shopkeeper, I want to eat cake." Xiao Que still remembered Meng Taotao's instructions before going out, and eagerly came over to beg for food after finishing her work. Si Li touched her head and handed her a piece of mung bean cake.

Wang Ting and Xiaoque worked together to build a shed and set up a wooden table and boiler. Meng Taotao built a simple earthen stove and set up a large pot. Looking back, Si Li, who was responsible for placing the cakes, moved slowly. The three of them had finished their work. , the cakes were only half laid out.

The oil paper and hemp rope were all prepared, and the bowls, chopsticks and spoons were placed in a flash. Si Li pushed forward the progress in slow motion. If she didn't have a little sense of responsibility, she wouldn't even want to do this. Wang Ting couldn't stand Si Li's weak look, so he jumped out of the car with two big baskets, "They're all here. Really, I'm here to keep an eye on you so that nothing happens, mind your own business, and you won't pay me any wages." The second half The sentence had turned into a whisper. Si Li didn't hear clearly and didn't bother to ask.

The stall was quickly set up. Inside the shed was a cutting board set up on a donkey cart, a table and two benches, barely squeezing out a place to eat. Outside the shed was a pastry table and an oil pan. In front of the table There is a cloth sign with the name of the guesthouse and the prices of six kinds of dishes, which looks quite decent.

The price is set by Meng Taotao, and he follows the path of small profits but quick turnover to build reputation. Xiucai Tofu costs nine cents and ten cents, persimmon heart rice cake costs five cents a piece, mung bean cake costs three cents a piece, a bowl of fried wolf-tooth potatoes costs 20 cents, a bowl of mashed potatoes costs 10 cents, and cold cucumbers cost only 10 cents. Put a name on it.

After all, their stall is obviously focused on snacks. Cucumbers are expensive this season, and cold dishes are even more expensive. If they really mark the price, they are afraid of scaring away customers.

The sky is getting brighter, and the sound of carriages heading to Guangji Temple can be heard all the time. There are not many tourists coming on foot, and even fewer stopping to eat. Si Li sat at the pastry table with her head propped up, supporting Xiaoque with her eyes as she took the basket of pastries to sell in front of the temple gate. Wang Ting couldn't see her acting like this, so he pulled Xiaoque out and turned around to find Si Li looking at him and forcefully explaining, "I was just going for a stroll, so I was on my way."

The shopkeeper of the sugar painting next to him was very angry, "Young people just can't calm down. How can anyone come to eat now? Food stalls are not allowed to enter the temple on the first day, and business will not come until noon. What's the rush?"

Si Li cherished her words like gold, "Oh."

Not only was the shopkeeper of Tang Hua so angry, but Wang Ting was also choked.

The Buddhist Dharma Conference lasts for three days in total. On the first day, we worship Buddha and discuss sutras, on the second day, we open the forum and give sutra lectures, and on the third day, we give lectures on sutras and view chrysanthemums. Due to Master Buku's reputation as a vegetarian of Guangji Temple and the food tradition of the Ning Dynasty, the Buddhist Dharma Conference has also become an alternative food gathering, and restaurants of all sizes near the capital will come to join in the fun.

It has been an hour since I saw the place, and the mission progress is still at zero. It seems that not only is her place not open, but Xiaoque and the others are also not going well. Si Li sighed. Try your best and prepare for the worst. If you can't accomplish it, it's probably because your skills are inferior. There's nothing to say.

From what she saw, there were already three well-established pastry shops in Beijing. The system asked her to pass five levels and win six to gain recognition from others among so many delicacies. The difficulty should not be too great, and it would not be unfair if she lost.

Until daybreak, looking along the official road, there are wine flags on both sides of the road. The carriages of the wealthy families in the city who came to listen to the sutras arrived early in the morning. At this time, the official road turned into a pedestrian street. People crowded forward and walked forward. The adults were very busy with their children who were curious about everything.

The shopkeeper next door, who said the business would arrive at noon, sold the first Sun Wukong. Watching the child leave happily, he glanced to the side with pride.

The little girl doesn't hawk or fire, she looks like she's here to sleep.

Who does this kind of business?

The victory that Si Li almost won just now made Meng Taotao forbidden to approach the chopping board boiler. It was a time of boredom. Meng Taotao picked up the pot and prepared to make the first pot of Zhuangyuan Tofu broth. Originally, Si Li's wolf-toothed potatoes had a stronger aroma and were more suitable for attracting customers by being the first to attract customers, but with Si Li's current appearance, Meng Taotao was really worried.

Si Li yawned and forced his eyelids open, "I'm here to see the fire."

The shopkeeper of the wonton stall across the dirt road had just arrived and replaced his daughter. When he looked up and saw Meng Taotao, he was shocked, "Xiao Meng, why are you here? Lao Huang, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you... starting your own business?" "

Meng Taotao pointed to the signboard and said, "Follow my shopkeeper. The price of tofu is a penny cheaper than before. Uncle is free to take his children to try it."

"Definitely." After the wonton shopkeeper finished dealing with it, he turned around and whispered to his wife, "Old Huang also said that Xiao Meng ran away without permission. Why does this look so different to me?"

His wife rolled her eyes, "Can you believe Lao Huang's words? He also said that Xiucai Tofu is his family's secret recipe!"

The tourists who came to listen to the scriptures in the morning had already gone up the mountain, and most of the people still down the mountain at this time came to join in the fun of the gathering. The tofu broth from the Hu Lai Ju stall was cooked, and the white and tender tofu made a sizzling sound in the oil pan. The aroma blended into the aroma of food on both sides of the road. After a while, people followed the aroma and came looking for it.

"I just said the taste is familiar, scholar lady, why did you change the place to make it easier for me to find it!" The tall and thick man waved his hand, "Let me have one first and put more soup in it! Old Huangtou can't make the same taste as you, that old man This thing is so shameless.”

Meng Taotao said, "I'll be fine soon. I used to stay at Huang's house, but now my shopkeeper appreciates it and I've changed my job. From now on, if my eldest brother wants to eat, he can come and go. You have to bring the newly made cakes and pancakes." Go back and give it to your sister-in-law to try?"

"She's carrying a doll up there. I'm a rough guy and I don't understand." The man complained as he patted the coins, "Two of them."

Si Li wrapped the cake and handed it to the man. The man looked at her slow and anxious movements and said, "Mrs. Meng, your new assistant is too young to be able to do the job."

"This is my shopkeeper." Meng Taotao responded with ease and asked the man to come in and sit down.

It didn’t take long for Meng Taotao’s loyal customers to come in three waves. The tofu was sold quickly, and two packages of pastries were also sold. Seeing the prosperous business of their stall, the sour taste in the eyes of the sugar painting shopkeeper next to him almost overflowed. Si Li just pretended not to see his eyes and started to fish happily.

Is this what it feels like to have flying thighs? Love it, love it.

After seeing off the wave of passengers at noon, these three sentences, "Why are you here?", "It's a good thing to leave the Huang family", and "It's easy to find me" have already made Si Li's ears prickly. Almost everyone who came here All the customers have to say it again, which is evident from the fact that the Huang family's stall was attracting a lot of attention at first.

Si Li rested for a long time and finally recovered from the feeling as if his body had been hollowed out and that he was a useless person. He was still frightened by his dying state in the morning. Good guy, it almost made her want to give up the system and end it all.

Meng Taotao washed his hands, turned around and saw Si Li cutting potatoes with a knife and was shocked, "Be careful with your hands!"

Si Li: "I think I can hit ten now, do you believe it?"

Facing Meng Taotao's suspicious eyes, Si Li imitated the gesture of Meng Taotao showing off his skill in cutting tofu pudding with two swipes.

The murder did not occur. The tofu was put into the water, and the four pieces of tofu with complete slices spread out. The upgraded knife skills perfectly fulfilled the brain's intention. Si Li smiled and said, "How is it?"

Meng Taotao didn't know for a while whether the person who cut the tofu into pieces the day before yesterday was his delusion. Yesterday's change in the quality of pastries can be said to have improved dramatically over time in terms of seasoning, but how could the knife skills have changed so much?

Is this what the world of genius is like?

[System: Employee "Meng Taotao" loyalty +1. 】

Si Li was able to guess why Meng Taotao's loyalty changed this time, and she suppressed her laughter. What a genius, she must have a system cheat.

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The author has something to say:

This concentration time is a conclusion of attention psychology research. There are other opinions, but we will use this one for now. It is generally said that teenagers can concentrate for up to 50 minutes in a period of time, and then they will be distracted . Concentrating for a long time is very tiring and may cause headaches, which is not a big deal (it just drains the body, refer to Lili)