Although she had been learning to cook with Aunt Ning recently, she didn't seem to have learned how to make porridge yet.
When Nan Sichen came in, she was standing in front of the clay pot, holding a bowl of water in her hand and musing, "How much should I cook? If I cook a bowl of rice with a bowl of water, will it make two bowls of porridge?"
She was talking to herself.
"No," Nan Sichen walked in and took the small bowl from her hands, saying, "It would turn into cooked rice."
"How do you know?" Qin Yin was not above asking.
Nan Sichen looked at Qin Yin, not knowing how to answer her, only saying: "You don't need that much rice."
Then he poured out part of the rice and added three bowls of water to the clay pot before plugging it in to cook the porridge.
"Are you sure that won't be too thin with that much water?" Qin Yin asked.
"No, let's go," Nan Sichen extended his hand and held Qin Yin's.