"Set the pot and light the fire?"
The plump cat lying in its nest, upon hearing Master Fuli's gentle whimper, was startled, muttering with a hint of puzzlement:
"Starting a fire and using generous oil in the middle of the night... I've never seen Master Fuli cook a midnight snack. He wouldn't directly tie up the troublemaking students from the afternoon and use them as kindling to cleanse the campus of wicked influences, would he?"
The plump cat muttered to itself, but quickly moved its rear out of the nest and ran outside to check the situation.
As soon as it stepped outside, the plump cat saw Master Fuli holding a red plastic bag in his left hand and an exceptionally heavy cast iron pot in his right hand, walking towards the back of the nest.
"Master Fuli, what is this..." The plump cat's cheeks were filled with deep confusion.
"Making tea."
