With just one glance, Xin Zili could tell that the young girl didn't look poor, but she definitely didn't come from a wealthy family either.
Perhaps her overall demeanor was deceiving, but her simple clothes really made it hard to agree otherwise.
Lu Jingzhi wondered, "I didn't plan on cutting ice; isn't it fragrant to make ice with saltpeter?"
It wasn't until the young girl in front of him splashed water on the ground and walked around the courtyard into the inn that Xin Zili came to his senses, shaking his head with laughter.
He hadn't thought of that possibility.
After all, this method was only used in the palace.
The manpower and resources it consumed were no less than cutting ice, and it also required experience.
This young lady suddenly didn't seem like an ordinary family's child anymore.
Before going to bed, Lu Jingzhi thought about the fun-loving person in her mind, finding it strange yet amusing.
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The sun came out the next day.
