The beast is gone, and it goes away without looking back.

Tang Fan looked at the little beast that fell asleep again in his arms, and his mood was quite complicated.

When he was digging the trap yesterday, he never imagined that something like this would happen today.

I can't imagine that the guy who was hated by himself as an enemy of life and death, and wanted to get rid of it quickly, would end up giving himself a deathbed orphan.

This unexpected reversal of the plot made Tang Fan feel a little unreal.

"This fucking life is really unexpected......"

Tang Fan sighed with a complicated tone, then took a long breath, hugged the snow-white beast, and walked towards the light gate with a firm look.

He is ready to adopt this little beast that is about to become an orphan, and it is a good adoption!

For nothing else, just for the pleading in the eyes of the she-beast and the piece of flesh that it tore off.

Who says only human emotions can shock people's hearts?

Back in the backyard, Tang Fan held the little beast in one hand and cleaned up the kennel that had not been used in the house for a long time with one free hand.

Most of the farmyards have more or less raised dogs, and Tang Fan's family is no exception, but after the last Chinese pastoral dog that he raised from childhood to adulthood died, Tang Fan never had a dog again, strictly speaking, it was a pet that he never raised again!

Fortunately, although he no longer has dogs, the kennel made of red bricks next to the wooden door has not been demolished by him, but it has not been used for a long time, and it is a little dirty inside.

After sweeping out the cobwebs and some rags and grass inside, Tang Fan took a handful of thatch from the kitchen, lit it, and threw it into the kennel.

Don't get me wrong, Tang Fan wasn't going to burn this kennel.

The thatch is lit inside, firstly to dry the moisture inside, and secondly, to force out all kinds of small insects hiding inside.

No, not long after the thatch burned, a few centipedes and a large group of rat women ran out in a panic, Tang Fan trampled a few centipedes to death one by one, to prevent them from coming again in the future to cause any harm to the little beasts, as for the rat women, this kind of little thing is no threat, Tang Fan will let them go, no longer make up for evil.

After the thatch was completely burned out for a while, Tang Fan put his hand in and tried it.

"Well, it's warm and dry, and the little one will like it......"

Nodding with satisfaction, Tang Fan swept away the ashes, took a large handful of dry thatch and spread it inside, and put a thin and soft silk futon on it.

This is the bed he has carefully prepared for the little beast, it is summer, there is no need to keep warm, just a soft one to keep out the cold ground.

Preparing the little beast's new home, Tang Fan didn't rush to put the little beast in, but took a dry towel and gently wiped all the blood and rain on the little beast's body, and then carefully put it in.

Seeing the little beast turn comfortably on the soft bedding, seemingly very satisfied with the new home, Don smiled and touched its head, then picked up the piece of fur left by the mother beast and prepared to go to the kitchen.

But as soon as he took two steps away, the little beast began to howl uneasily, and staggered to its feet, as if ready to chase it out.

Tang Fan hurriedly went back and put the female beast's fur back beside it.

Sure enough, the little beast sniffled, took the fur into its arms with its two little paws, snorted comfortably, and lay down again......

"You little guy, you have a pretty smart nose ......"

Tang Fan scolded with a smile, but he was a little distressed.

The reason why he wanted to take this piece of fur away from the little beast was because there was still a lot of flesh and blood attached to it, and it was summer, and if he didn't deal with it, it would rot and deteriorate in half a day, attracting flies, not to mention breeding bacteria, which was not good for the little beast.

But looking at the little beast now, it can't do without the fur that smells of its mother.

After thinking about it, Tang Fan pushed open the wooden door and went to the other world again, and when he came back, he was holding the plastic sheet and iron fence in his hand.

There are two main reasons why I deliberately brought these two things back.

The first is that Tang Fan feels that there should still be the breath of the mother beast on these two things, and he can replace the fur and let the little beast sleep more peacefully, and the second is ...... This can be regarded as the swaddling clothes prepared by the mother beast for the little beast, although it is a little different, but for the little beast, the meaning is extraordinary!

Using a towel to dry the rainwater on the iron fence, Tang Fan stuffed it under the thatch of the kennel and used it as a bed board, while the plastic sheeting was covered by him on the kennel and tied tightly with ropes.

As soon as these two things were put away, the originally neat kennel immediately became extremely ugly.

The kennel in his house is a square, with a length and width of one meter five, but the iron fence is rectangular, one meter five wide and two meters long.

And the plastic sheet is even more unbearable, it has been torn by the mother beast in tatters, plus it has been pierced with an iron skewer before, and there are all kinds of holes large and small on it, which are ugly, not to mention that it is useless to cover it.

Putting these two things on the kennel is a complete addition to the snake!

But Tang Fan was very satisfied, he felt that putting the swaddling clothes made by the mother beast here was to make the best use of things, and it could be regarded as an alternative companionship and protection of the mother beast to the little beast.

After putting away the iron fence and plastic sheeting, Tang Fan carefully removed the fur from the little beast's arms......

Sure enough, as he thought, there was still the smell of the mother beast on the iron fence and the plastic sheet, and although the little beast was still a little uneasy when the fur was removed, it still lay down quietly after sniffing around.

Looking at the sleeping beast curled up in the kennel, Tang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, put down a piece of plastic sheet specially left on the kennel as a curtain, and then took the piece of female beast's skin and meat back to the kitchen.

When he came to the kitchen, Tang Fan carefully removed the flesh and blood on the fur one by one with a knife, and even carefully tore off the layer of fat film under the skin, then washed and dried it, and put it in a ventilated and cool place.

He doesn't know how to tann fur, so he can only use this local method, but fortunately, he can save it for a month or two, and then the little beast will be able to get rid of its dependence on the smell of the mother animal.

After getting the fur of the beast, Tang Fan did not put down the knife, but sharpened the knife and scooped up the big turtle in the bucket.

From the moment he caught this king in the morning, he was looking forward to the taste of this wild turtle from another world.

The soft-shelled turtle was turned over and placed on a small stool, and the head of the soft-shelled turtle was deliberately exposed outside the stool, and an iron basin was connected underneath.

This is his usual method of killing soft-shelled turtles.

Press the abdominal armor of the soft-shelled turtle with one hand, and put the knife on the head of the soft-shelled turtle with the other hand, and wait for the moment when the soft-shelled turtle can't stand the pressure and stretches out the *** that has retracted into the shell......

With a brush, Tang Fan quickly and neatly slashed through the knife, and then quickly backhanded, turned the knife surface over, and covered it on the *** like flowing water.

Laugh at~

The sound of rushing blood sounded, just listening to this sound, you could imagine how high this blood would jump, but it was blocked by Tang Fan's prescient knife face, and it could only be bounced and flowed to the iron basin below.

When the sound of ticking blood stopped, Tang Fan immediately threw the bleeding soft-shelled turtle into a large basin, and then poured a large pot of boiling water into it.

People who can make soft-shelled turtles know that soft-shelled turtles must be put into hot water immediately after slaughtering, one is to wait for the convenience of tearing off the black clothes of soft-shelled turtles, and secondly, the dead soft-shelled turtles will secrete some toxic substances if they are placed for too long, which is not good for the body after eating.

As a professional chef, Tang Fan will naturally not miss this step.

After scalding in hot water for five minutes, Tang Fan fished out the soft-shelled turtle, tore off the two black-clothed films on its carapace, and then used scissors to cut along the lower edge of the skirt of the soft-shelled turtle, lifted the turtle shell, chopped off the limbs, and removed all the butter and internal organs inside.

It is worth mentioning that Tang Fan deliberately left the gallbladder of the soft-shelled turtle.

This is a special hand he learned from a chef who makes soft-shelled turtles.

Mix the bile with a small amount of water, evenly spread it on the soft-shelled turtle, after a few minutes, and then rinse it with water, so that the processed soft-shelled turtle, whether it is cooking or making soup, not only does it not have a fishy smell, but the taste will be more delicious.

After the soft-shelled turtle is processed and cleaned up, the next step is to put it into the pot and boil it......