The beaver is a treasure all over.
This saying is not without reason.
After Hua Yun peeled off the beaver skin, the fat underneath made Chen Wen stare.
This creature's fat layer is really thick!
"It's really hard to imagine, this thing has so much subcutaneous fat, no wonder it looks so round."
Chen Wen said, tossing the entrails of the pike to the side.
The Golden Eagle glanced at the innards.
In the past, it would have definitely gone for it.
But now with mutton available, the Golden Eagle didn't even look at it.
It sees clearly that as long as it follows Chen Wen, meat is never lacking!
Hua Yun collected the beaver's fat and placed it in his enamel bowl: "This fat can be used to make anti-freeze cream. Can you handle the smell?"
"Hey, for us survivalists, who cares about that?"
Chen Wen waved it off, unconcerned.
After collecting the fat, Hua Yun also cleaned out the beaver's entrails.
