Li Long had brought plenty of fertilizer sacks with him. Some came from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, some had been cleared out after his eldest brother's family finished fertilizing, and others came from the Sugar Factory when he hauled sugar residue.
He skinned the bear by the light of the sky and the stove fire. It was fortunate that his eyesight was good; otherwise, a single stroke could easily have cut a hole in the hide.
After all, separating the bear's fat layer from its skin with such a sharp blade was no easy task.
It would have been easier with a little roe deer or a red deer.
Fortunately, Li Long had plenty of patience, stamina, and keen eyesight. His skill might not compare with Bolati's, who had slaughtered and skinned sheep alongside adults since childhood, but he was no slouch, and he had time.
The black bear had a thick layer of fat, presumably stored up for winter. Instead, Li Long had reaped the benefit.
Looking at that thick fat, Li Long was already thinking that if he took all this meat home and rendered it, he could get at least two basins of bear grease.
It took him over half an hour to remove the hide intact. Seeing almost no fat left on it, he nodded in satisfaction.
Yes, my skinning skills aren't bad.
He did not pull the hide away once he finished. The bear's body still lay on it, ready to be gutted so he could remove the organs and set them aside separately.
The night was chilly, something Li Long had felt keenly while skinning. Fortunately, although gutting brought an unpleasant smell, the body cavity was warm.
He removed the gallbladder first, treated it with boiling water the old-fashioned way, and hung it