"Yes." Erqing took the mask, wetted it, and distributed it to Xiao Ji and Ye Jingzi. After everyone put on their masks, they continued their work.
The four of them stayed in the pharmacy, busy for a whole two hours. When the entire workshop was filled with the aroma of alcohol, Gu Jinli said, "Xiao Ji, stop the fire."
Xiao Ji immediately removed the firewood from the stove and buried it in the ash pile.
"Young Master? Can we open the pot now?" Erqing asked, already holding a knife in his hand, ready to peel off the rice mud.
Gu Jinli nodded, "Yes, peel off the rice mud and open the pot."
Upon hearing this, Erqing swiftly used a knife to pry open the hardened rice mud, tearing it off with one hand and tossing it into a wooden bucket beside him.
Shortly after, Erqing had pried off all the rice mud that sealed the pot.
