The Almighty Goddess of Interstellar Rebirth Has Fallen

"do not,"

Ye Huang stopped the old man, "I have an ancestral method. I don't have to pick the fur that I have cleaned up. Dad doesn't want to see it?"

With that said, he rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the kitchen.

The wolf meat had to be stewed for another quarter of an hour, which was enough time for her to clean up the skin.

"Ancestral way?"

The old man wondered, "The old man also taught the eldest lady this?"

How could he never know!

Anan put away his brain, shrugged his nose vigorously, took a few sips of the fragrance, and said carelessly, "Listen to her nonsense...but this meat is really fragrant!"

Although she was reluctant to leave the kitchen, thinking about the wolf skin, she stomped her foot and followed, "Dad, I have to go take a look."

Don't spoil that good skin!

"Why don't you use cloud nitrate powder!"

When he came out and saw the way Ye Huang handled the fur, Anan frowned again.

What is Ye Huang doing?

Why use so much scum made from star grass to rub it on the wolf's skin? Don't you have to use cloud nitrate powder to deal with animal skins?

"Look!"

Ye Huang rolled her eyes at her, "Look at it carefully, today your boss Ye taught you a trick, remember it, and deal with animal skins like this in the future!"

As she said that, she put another layer on the wolf's skin one after another, and then took the mallet and started beating by the pool.

"you!"

Anan was a little anxious, so he just clasped his arms and stopped interfering.

Covered with stellar grass mud, this piece of leather can no longer be used with cloud nitrate powder. It is such a waste of such a good piece of leather that she can't do it.

Ye Huang smiled and ignored her.

After waiting for the sap of the star grass to soak into the wolf skin, then apply a layer of alkaline soil, and then throw the wolf skin on the drying platform in the yard to dry it in the shade.

"This star grass plus the alkaline earth in this area,"

After Ye Huang finished, he shook his hand and said, "This tanned fur is softer than the cloud salt powder, and the color is more glossy. If you don't believe it, make a bet!"

Anan glared at her: "What are you betting on? If you lose, give that bag of repairing agent to Dad. Do you dare to bet?"

Ye Huang hadn't eaten the bag of repairing agent yet, but she felt that with the virtue of Miss Ye, she would definitely be reluctant to give the repairing agent to her father.

"Oh?"

Ye Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled.

That bag of repairing agent, she was going to leave it to her father, what is a bag of repairing agent? She also has to completely cure her father's disease!

"Don't dare to gamble?" Anan frowned coldly.

Ye Huang pinched the tip of her nose: "Bet, you're going to lose, call me Boss Ye along with a few radishes! If I'm going to lose, it's up to you!"

At this time, a gust of wind blew.

The bangs in front of Ye Huang's forehead were blown into the air, and there was a ruffian smile in the bright eyes, and the whole person looked extremely evil and handsome.

Anan blushed inexplicably.

After regaining her senses, she suddenly became angry and slapped Ye Huang's claws on her chin, turning around and running into the kitchen.

Heck!

She, she, she would be fascinated by this Miss Ye... It's the biggest black history in her life!

Ye Huang smiled and followed.

"Boss, boss Ye, are you okay?"

When a few radishes saw her entering the kitchen, they couldn't wait to gather around.

Ye Huang pinched their little cheeks: "Okay, wait!"

Several little guys cheered immediately.

The egg next to the stove couldn't hold back a little, and grunted on the spot,

Ye Huang smiled and opened the lid of the cauldron in the past, and a strong fragrance came out, even stronger than before, hitting the taste buds.

Even my father felt that his saliva was about to flow out.

Ye Huang unhurriedly took out the steaming pieces of meat and put it in a basin to drain the soup first.

After taking out a large piece and placing it on the chopping board, I picked up the kitchen knife.

"I come!"

Dad hurriedly said, "Cut your hands carefully."

Ye Huang laughed, the kitchen knife in her hand didn't know how to turn it, and it swirled a few times in her palm, flashing silver arcs, fast as lightning.

"Wow!"

The little radishes were surprised, "So handsome!"