Meng Jing led her to a man selling candied hawthorns, where some were still stuck on the stick.
How much does one cost?
The man said, "Five coins per stick."
Wow!
Lu Amian said, "Why is it so expensive?"
Meng Jing also chimed in, "Isn't it usually only three or four coins?"
"Young ladies, you may not know this, but my candied hawthorns are made with many rare and exotic fruits, not just hawthorns!" The man picked one and showed it to them. "There are grapes, peach pieces, plums, and finally hawthorns. Not only that, I've also put in a lot of sugar; there's almost half a bowl of it!"
After he said that, the two of them looked at each other.
Ah Mian gritted her teeth and said, "Then let's buy two skewers, is nine coins okay?"
"Alright, anyway, I'm closing up shop soon!"
The two of them held the candied hawthorns and ate them with great relish.
Just as the man had said, this candied hawthorn wasn't simply sour or sweet, but rather a rich and flavorful treat with plenty of juice and texture. The grape flavor whetted the appetite, while the peach flesh was fragrant with a hint of sweetness, followed by a delightful sweet and sour aftertaste that lingered on the palate.
"It's so delicious!" A-Mian was convinced that this candied hawthorn was the best in the world.
Meng Jing, being more knowledgeable than her, said the dim sum in the restaurant was even better!
Just then, a man was suddenly thrown out of the restaurant in front by a flurry of blows. He was crying and shouting, "Give me back my money! Give me back my money..."
The voice was very familiar, and Lu Amian shuddered.
It turned out to be her father.
Just as Mr. Lu was about to continue his tantrum, he suddenly noticed two young women watching him from a distance. He recognized one of them as his daughter and rushed over, crying, "My son!! Lend me some money! I'll definitely win it all back this time!"
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