"Where's the saltpeter?" Xue Sifu asked. "Where did Yifu move to?"
"He moved into the main house. The rice noodles are being dried in the yard. I don't know where else to put them."
"Then let's go and try it out." Xue Sifu said.
Jiang Yue and Xue Yan were already in the central room.
Seeing that Xue Yifu had left the central room after delivering the two bags of saltpeter, Jiang Yue lowered her voice to a volume that only Xue Yan could hear, "The water level in the small pot must be lower than that in the big pot. Otherwise, the water in the small pot might not freeze.
"Okay." Xue Yan agreed.
"When the time comes, the ice in the big pot can't be eaten, so don't waste the well water. Use river water for the big pot, and only use the well water for food in the small pot." Jiang Yue's voice was even lower when she heard the approaching footsteps.
