Two oil pans were set up in front of the Wanglaiju stall, and the overbearing aroma of wolf tooth potatoes wafted in all directions. With the support of Meng Taotao's regular customers and more and more tourists following the aroma, the stall's business was obviously much better than the surrounding areas.

However, the most popular item is Xiucai Tofu. The wolf-tooth potatoes and mashed potatoes are expensive, and the cakes are small and exquisite and are produced by unknown shops. Many people look at them, but few buy them. People often stop in front of the stalls. The auspicious words of Fulu Shouxi make people happy, the name of Wanglaiju is grand and unrestrained, and the cakes with lifelike lotus paintings are amazing. They hesitate for a long time before paying for one to take home and try it.

However, the cakes and potatoes were sold, but the mission progress remained at zero. Si Li was puzzled and stopped a young man who was holding a bowl and eating with difficulty, "Sir, do you have any opinion on my 'Fried Wolf Fang'?"

The boy in plain clothes chuckled and said, "No."

His mother, who was sitting opposite him, tapped his head, then quietly took the last potato chip from the bowl and said slowly, "If you really want me to say it, it's probably because the name is unclear. It's really curious what kind of thing it is made of."

Several customers who were lingering in front of the stall looking at the various pastry patterns pricked up their ears when they heard this. The fried wolf teeth had a strong color and a strong smell. They wanted to try it, but they were afraid that this unknown street stall would use some inferior ingredients. If it was the same as the expensive pepper and potato in the "mashed potatoes", they would be disappointed.

Si Li and Meng Taotao exchanged glances and said frankly, "It's potatoes."

The customers who had been lingering in front of the stalls dispersed immediately. The owner of the sugar painting shop next door sneered, "Oh, you treat potatoes as treasures, really..."

The little girl, who had already paid for the cakes, turned pale when her companion pulled her sleeves and said, "Aying, their restaurant is so unrefined, why don't you go to Sanzhenzhai instead!"

Si Li recognized this Ah Ying. Before the original owner fell into the water, she followed Si Tang's other classmates and made the original owner a useless person who knew nothing and had no family education. Judging from her dress and the tone she had that day, she was probably one of the bullied followers in that group of people. I didn't expect her to come to Guanghua Mountain again today. I don't know if she has ever repented for almost killing someone that day.

"I wonder if Sister Tang will come today. She is always greedy. We should tell her not to eat here." Ah Ying did not recognize Si Li. After hesitating for a moment, she turned and left.

Si Tang is coming too? That's really a narrow road for enemies. Si Li sneered.

Meng Taotao noticed that Si Li looked a little strange, and asked worriedly, "The shopkeeper?"

The boy, who had been silent just now, dipped the sauce at the bottom of the bowl with a pancake, and finally opened his mouth. He handed the bowl to Si Li and said seriously, "It's delicious. It's the most delicious potato I have ever eaten." His eyes were shining, and it was obvious that he really thought so.

[System: Gained the approval of a diner, mission progress 1/100, host, please keep going.]

Si Li smiled and said, "Thank you."

The young man's mother said quickly, "Well, I just asked casually, don't take it to heart. What's wrong with the potatoes? The potatoes are hungry. It's really because the Queen let them eat too much. They complain about this and that."

This person is a wise person. There is no high or low quality of food. It is determined by people. Si Li smiled and stuffed a piece of mung bean cake into her hand. "Keep it for yourself, Auntie."

"How can I do this?" The boy's mother tried to refuse, but Si Li was already busy trying to attract customers again. The red lotus pressed out from the mung bean cake dipped in madder juice was very beautiful. The boy's mother was reluctant to eat it, so she handed it to the boy. The boy shook his head and said, "I'll give it to my sister when I get home."

The mother and son walked out of the straw hut hand in hand. On the official road, a tall and bright-looking girl came over with a middle-aged man who was stamping his feet in anxiety. The middle-aged man with a full beard scolded them as soon as he opened his mouth, "Really, where have you been?! You've been causing me so much trouble every day!"

The woman retorted, "Jian Bingde, are you tired of living like this? You are so old but still have such a bad temper. No wonder Ali got sick after seeing you once and never dared to see you again! It's a waste to let you manage such a large caravan!"

Jian Bingde choked, and the girl next to him tried to hold back her laughter, "Ah Quan, let them go, let's go and see what rare things those bakeries in Beijing have produced today."

Jian Quanfu took out the green bean cake from his pocket and said, "Sister, eat this."

The elder sister of the Jian family took a bite carelessly, and her eyes lit up, "It's really good!"

The two of them were walking further and further away, and Si Li had no idea that she had missed her second uncle who was confused in the original owner's memory, and was startled by the sudden "Acceptance +1" prompt.

After admitting that the fried wolf teeth were made of potatoes, the customers who entered the shed never ordered this dish again. The sugar painting shop owner next to him would interrupt when someone asked about "fried wolf teeth" and advertise that it was made of potatoes, which drove away two groups of customers. At this time, all the diners sitting in the shed were eating Xiucai's tofu. Si Li looked around and didn't see anyone showing the same expression as the boy. She could only think that Xiao Que had gained a fan for the cake she sold.

Meng Taotao had tolerated the shopkeeper next door twice, but finally couldn't stand it anymore. "Shopkeeper, his syrup has added alum. It looks bright but is actually poisonous. Since he has made it impossible for us to do business, we might as well expose this matter."

Si Li didn't expect Meng Taotao to have such identification skills. She only saw the bright color of the sugar painting next door and didn't think of alum at all. "Are you sure? But if it is poisonous, it is only slightly poisonous. I'm afraid the government won't take care of it, right?"

Meng Taotao lowered her eyes as she fiddled with the tofu cubes that were slowly turning golden brown in the pot, and tried her best to suppress the nervousness in her voice, "The Department of Gewu established by the Empress Dowager mentioned this. According to the law, the government will not take any action if the poison is mild, but we will investigate if it is reported."

This is a chemistry master! Si Li stood in awe. It didn't matter if they didn't know how much alum the shop next door had used. After reporting it to the government, the shopkeeper next door would have no chance of getting out for the next two days.

I didn't expect that behind you, Taotao, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, there is a wolf-mie.

"He is just telling the truth. If he really starts to talk nonsense and ruin our reputation, it won't be too late to ask Manager Wang to go again." Si Li smiled softly, "After all, we are not the kind of people who bully others."

Meng Taotao felt a little disappointed and embarrassed when she heard the first sentence, but after the second sentence was said, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

However, Si Li did not want to be the first to cause trouble. Seeing that the two girls did not fight back for a long time, the owner of the sugar painting shop next door became even more unscrupulous. When selling his own sugar figures and sugar paintings, he insisted on adding, "My sugar is made of real ingredients. The pastries next door are so cheap, who knows what they add!"

Si Li smiled and said loudly, "Shopkeeper, God is watching what you do. Don't you feel guilty for saying this?"

The sugar painting shop owner curled his lips and said, "Am I wrong? Go and see who sells snacks cheaper than you?"

It turns out that taking the low-price route is also wrong?

"My snacks are made from persimmons and mung beans grown in our own fields. We set up the stall this time just to gain fame, so you can charge whatever you want. Let me tell you, your syrup is so shiny, who knows if you added alum or not!"

Upon hearing this, some tourists who were watching from the side and were aroused by the sugar painting shopkeeper's words nodded secretly. Just by looking at the fact that this "Wanglai Ju" could exchange pepper for potatoes, you knew that the shopkeeper's family was not short of money, so shouldn't he be able to sell it at whatever price he wants?

The sugar painting shopkeeper was hurt and repeated his words loudly with a red face and thick neck.

The materials originally came from the manor. Si Li, who was doing a business with no capital, was too lazy to argue with his twisted logic. She stood on tiptoe and waved, "Xiao Wang, here!"

Wang Ting rolled his eyes when he heard the voice. He walked around the official road and came back with a full stomach, but also a lot of anger. He went around various pastry shops to eat snacks, intending to bring the good ones back home for the children, but none of the cheap and ordinary snacks tasted better than Si Li's, which was really infuriating.

If he had known that these bricklayings were so useless, he should have shamelessly asked for two more the day before yesterday! Those bricklayers were indeed worldly-wise. Compared with them, he was like a bumpkin who was still smug about losing a watermelon.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ting approached reluctantly.

Meng Taotao mentioned the trouble at the stall next door and the excessive amount of alum in the syrup, and Wang Ting's eyes changed immediately. However, the stall business was not good, and the eldest lady went back to find Wang Guanshi to cry, and he who came to help was the one who suffered.

After thinking for a while, Wang Ting put the dough figurine on the table and said, "I will be back soon. You guys can't catch the car, so don't leave in a hurry."

Si Li called him, "Have you had lunch? Eat something before you go."

"No, just leave some cakes for me."

Wang Ting came and went in a hurry, the owner of the sugar painting shop next door kept making sarcastic remarks, and with the decreasing number of tourists, business plummeted in the afternoon.

In late autumn, the sun sets early, and the clouds in the sky are dyed orange and red, reflecting the red maple leaves that have not yet fallen, which is breathtakingly beautiful. The vendors have no time to appreciate such a beautiful view, and most of them pack up their stalls and prepare to go home for dinner. There are still many stalls on the main road, but there are only two stalls like Si Li on the branch road, including hers and the next door.

The sugar painting shop owner's voice was hoarse, but he still laughed at them, "What do you mean you can order whatever price you want? Have you made any money?"

Si Li was too lazy to pay attention to him. She didn't worry much about the turnover, but the number of customers who had not moved was still worrying. As evening was approaching, the Buddhist families and some nobles who came to listen to the sutras had not left yet, and there should be another peak in the flow of customers in front of the temple.

I don't know how Xiaoque is doing, but she is my last hope for today's mission.

Xiao Que, who was missed by Si Li, squatted under the wall of Guangji Temple with a basket in her arms. She wanted to stay at the door, but was chased away by the monks, so she had to find a nearby position. The bell of Guangji Temple rang, the temple door opened, and the noble ladies and noble gentlemen came in, talking and saying goodbye with smiles.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Que suddenly woke up and rushed forward, "Madam, ladies, brothers and sisters, would you like to buy cakes? Freshly made persimmon rice cakes and mung bean cakes! Only five cents each!" She spoke these words very clearly and without any accent, which was the result of practicing with Meng Taotao for three days.

"Hey, where did this silly girl come from?" The woman who was stopped by her covered her mouth and laughed softly. The servants following behind the woman stepped forward and urged her, "Are you doing it cleanly? Don't block the way of the lady! Here, if you want a reward, it's yours."

A few copper coins were thrown on the ground. Xiao Que didn't even look at them and walked forward stubbornly, "No, I, I'm here to sell cakes!"

"Go! Go! Go."

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The author has something to say:

Alum is poisonous, but in most of the ancient times, people only cared about adulterating/selling poisonous or rotten food. In the Song Dynasty, guilds set standards for internal supervision, and only cared about people who got sick or died from eating alum. Alum, which affects intellectual development and forms stones, was a common additive for a long time and was considered non-toxic in traditional Chinese medicine. This is a fictitious setting, and alum was considered poisonous in advance and accepted reports.