Qi Quanjin, with his wet hair, came to find his wife, only to see her lazily skimming the surface of the water with a towel.
"Wife, do you want to take a bath?"
Qi Quanjin whispered, "If you do, I'll send them away so you can wash."
"The water's too cold."
Yi Meng sighed helplessly.
She really wanted to take a bath, or at the very least, wash her hair.
But the temperature of the water... it was okay for washing hands and face, but hair was a different matter, she didn't want to catch a cold.
Qi Quanjin nodded, "Indeed, this water is too cold for you women."
Scratching his wet hair, Qi Quanjin looked around, "How about we heat up some water?"
"Alright!"
Yi Meng agreed.
Though they hadn't brought a pot, they had an earthen pot!
That thing could certainly heat water.
