The cicada calls gradually faded away, and the summer heat slowly dissipated. The peddlers selling chilled melons in the streets and alleys of the Capital were no longer to be seen. After finishing his shift, Zhao Yan followed his usual routine and bought two large, sweet candied hawthorns for Xiaobaozi and Xiaotangyuan. The vendor who sold the candied hawthorns was already familiar with Zhao Yan. "Lord Zhào, you've finished your shift. I know your habits; you always come to buy candied hawthorns on the fifteenth of every month. Look, I specially saved these two skewers of prime quality just for you. When other customers wanted to buy them, I turned them down."
The quality and taste of this vendor's candied hawthorns were faultless. Zhao Yan smiled and thanked the vendor for his kind gesture, then took ten copper coins from his inner pocket and handed them over.
"Lord Zhào, you've given too much. A single skewer of candied hawthorns only costs three cash; you must have remembered wrong." The vendor honestly took six cash from Zhao Yan's hand, leaving the remaining four cash resting in Zhao Yan's palm.
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