Chapter 33: Hunt (Part 4)_4

In the center of the yurt stood a half-man-high iron stove, on top of which a cooking pot was placed, and the gentle crackling of burning wood continuously came from the stove.

Thanks to this heat-giving iron stove, the inside and outside of the yurt were simply two different worlds.

Outside was the deep winter of the cold wilderness, howling winds; inside was a warm, blissful paradise.

Touching the fur laid out on the ground, Anna quickly took off her heavy boots, stood barefoot, and carefully stepped onto it.

The soft sensation under her toes made her unconsciously let out a gentle sigh.

The stew pot was bubbling with "gurgle gurgle" sounds; Anna carefully lifted the lid, and the aroma of lamb meat rose with the steam, diffusing in all directions.

Anna instinctively stepped back and turned her head because of the wall of hot steam.

The next moment, Anna could hardly believe her eyes.

Because she saw a bathtub.

A wooden bathtub large enough to accommodate an adult.