Although Li Chan was teaching Yuchi Feifei how to process silkworm cocoons, Yuchi Feifei's head was spinning, and she simply couldn't find any thread ends to start with.
Li Chan then guided her hands-on, "Here, look, there's a thread end at this spot. Touch it, it feels different," she instructed.
However, after Yuchi Feifei placed her hand on it, her eyes bulged like copper bells, but she still couldn't discern any difference.
At this time, Zhan Yun chuckled lightly, "Feifei, I think you're still better suited to playing with your big hammer; these kinds of tasks usually done by girls, you should probably keep your distance."
"I am a girl too!" Yuchi Feifei protested, waving her big hammer with a look of defiance on her face.
But when she put her hand on the silkworm cocoon, Yuchi Feifei surrendered herself. Despite her petite frame, she was the violent type; wide and imposing swings she could manage, but fine needlework was truly a torment for her.
