This basket isn't small.
"You made one for me too?"
In fact, yesterday, the Eminent Monk had only asked the woman for a sesame cake for the little girl.
He had no reason to ask the woman to make one for him as well.
"Yes."
The woman nodded.
Since she had to make them anyway, she had naturally made some for everyone.
One portion for the little girl.
One portion for the master.
But...
The woman felt a little embarrassed.
At the time, she had only thought about making some for the two of them...
"It seems I made a little too much..."
Before putting the sesame cakes into the basket, she had wondered whether she should take some out.
But later, she decided that having a few more wouldn't hurt.
"Sesame cakes don't spoil easily."
The woman's eyes curved into a smile. "They can be kept for a little longer."
"You can eat them slowly."
"You can also share them with others."
"Either is fine."
"Thank you."
The Eminent Monk no longer stood on ceremony with the woman.
"You're too kind, Master."
The woman immediately shook her head.
"I hope..."
"...that the little girl and Master like the sesame cakes I made this time."
"She does."
The Eminent Monk answered directly.
"The sesame cakes made by you, benefactor, are extremely delicious."
The woman's face blossomed into a smile.
"Oh my, Master, you're too kind."
"Thank you, Master."
After chatting with the Eminent Monk for a few more moments, the woman stopped disturbing him.
She knew that the Eminent Monk was going to deliver the sesame cakes to the little girl.
If he took them over now, quickly, the little girl could still eat the sesame cakes while they were hot.
They tasted