Two days before the heavy snowfall arrived, Chen Zhou finally finished making the wooden door, installing it in the doorframe to block the wide-open entrance.
Of course, the wooden hinges didn't fit tightly, and in strong winds, it would shake back and forth, remaining unsteady even with the latch on.
Two square small windows were reserved on the door, covered by animal skin curtains, which could be rolled up to air out the room if the smell inside became overwhelming.
Ever since completing the bear hunting action, too many tanned pelts were brought back to the cave, and even when hung on the side farthest from the bed, the stench was unmistakable.
Besides the stinking skins, there were also some animal organs stored in the cave.
Chen Zhou baked several clay pots with mud, placing many animal hearts and livers inside, sprinkling a sufficient amount of salt to marinate them, and these things continuously emitted a foul odor.
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In the morning, the cave was pitch black.
