Master, You've Been Stolen a Kiss!
As for Jin, he threw the piece of stripped brown bear fur onto the grinding stone, grabbed a handful of grass and wood ash, smeared it on the fur, and began to vigorously tan the hide.
Over the past few days, the weather had grown colder, subtly transitioning into the cold season. T
he two pieces of fur clothing he had previously made for An Yao had become somewhat thin.
Luckily, he had caught a hibernating brown bear that morning. The fur of a bear during this season was thicker and warmer, so making clothing for the winter season shouldn't be a problem.
Jin only removed the bear's limbs, sewing the four empty sleeve openings together with bone needles and thin vines, without much additional trimming elsewhere.
This allowed him to preserve as much fabric as possible while keeping warm.