Lu Yuan excitedly carried a large plastic bucket, "Here comes the alum!"
He dumped the contents of the large plastic bucket into the water with a "whoosh".
Add some industrial salt and soak for a while.
Salt, for wild animals, possesses a deadly attraction.
Old Wolf twisted his butt, shifty-eyed, darted over wanting to lick the salt, but was sent flying with a smack from Lu Yuan.
Are you kidding me? This is industrial salt, it'll kill wolves.
"Sigh, with such poor materials, I've got no other choice."
Lu Yuan sat on a large rock, recalling the knowledge he had seen on television.
In the large barrel in front, filled with several tons of water, along with a large amount of leather, he had to stir occasionally to allow the leather to fully react with the chemicals.
In the past, such a large workload would probably have caused him to collapse from exhaustion.
After all, each piece of leather weighed a hundred or two hundred pounds.
