After dinner, Du Xixi rubbed her belly and entered the kitchen. The mixture of glutinous rice and wheat malt paste placed in the thermal box this morning had turned watery by now. With a light stir by the spoon, a rich sweetness could be smelled.
The mixture was placed in a mesh cloth, forcefully pressing out the maltose syrup. The yellow-brown maltose syrup wasn't very thick, but after Du Xixi filtered it several times, she gently dipped her chopsticks in and tasted it, feeling the sweetness permeate her mouth.
This maltose syrup, even before boiling, was already sweet enough. Once boiled to evaporate the water, who knows how much sweeter it could become.
Du Xixi chuckled softly, and asked 2569, who came to help, to pour the heavy bowl of maltose syrup into the pot. Boiling maltose syrup wasn't particularly difficult; it just required enough patience and occasional stirring.
