"It's something made from rice flour that looks like noodles." Xue Sifu laughed.
"Really?" The young man didn't believe him. "I've never heard of rice flour being stretched into strips to become noodles."
Xue Sifu only laughed. When the stove, firewood, and wicker basket were all set up, all that was left was to set up the table. Jiang Yue and Xue Yan helped Xue Sifu set up the table, which made the people in the cold and quiet stalls nearby click their tongues in wonder.
"That table of yours..."
Someone even walked over and stared at it. "I didn't know you could build it like this. I was wondering why you only brought a stool and not a table. Who did this? It's so ingenious. I've been setting up a stall in this town for a few days, but I've never seen anyone set up a table this way."
This person even knocked on the table that had already been set up, and immediately sighed again, "It's really steady too."