"Actually, I used to catch as much prey as second brother did, but in one household, having one person hunting was enough. Second brother isn't good with words, so I looked for other ways and became a vendor who sells goods," Xiao Yuchuan said.
Su Qingyue listened to him talk about the past. As they spoke, he had completely skinned the tiger. She immediately took the skin, wrung out the water, and brought it over to dry by the fire.
Although they were wearing the winter clothes they had acquired a few days ago, early winter garments were adequate for the village, but here at the base of the cliff by the cold pool, it was much colder than the village. Without staying close to the fire for warmth, one would freeze to death; the clothes were simply not warm enough.
Having such a large tiger skin would be much better.
