In almost an instant, his eyes closed, long eyelashes covering them, as if he could fall asleep at any moment.
Holding this warm and heavy little guy, Lin Yu'an did not immediately return to the shelter. Before ending outdoor activities and returning indoors, he had to complete all necessary outdoor checks.
First, he slowly walked to the snow igloo smokehouse that was silently working. Approaching the soapstone stove, a warm flow mixed with the heat of charcoal and rich wood fragrance rushed toward him.
Seeing that the charcoal inside was still steadily smoldering, he grabbed two large handfuls of moist wood shavings and evenly spread them over the smoke area to ensure continuous smoke production.
Then, Lin Yu'an removed a snowbrick from the igloo, and a denser smoke immediately surged out from the gap.
He squinted into the bright sunlight and saw the Red Spot Salmon hanging inside, which in just over an hour had been tinged with a light yellow hue.
