"No more joking around with you, I'm here to get the maltose and sesame seeds."
"If you want to make candied hawthorns yourself, don't make them like the ones sold outside." Ye Zi'an called after her as she walked away.
"Then how should I make them? Do you have any good ideas?" Yang Chuxia asked, holding two packages and turning back to look at him.
"You can hollow out the hawthorns from the middle and remove the seeds," Ye Zi'an suggested thoughtfully. "You can fill the center with cream or jam, like the kind used in cakes."
"Ah, that's a great idea," Yang Chuxia laughed. "I'll give it a try. Old monk, you just keep meditating."
"Haha, you little imp in need of discipline..."
After Yang Chuxia went out, she asked someone to find a small knife, then dug out the seeds from the hawthorns, leaving a hole just right for stuffing.
