Daily Forest Ranger: Start Saving Giant Pandas

Chapter 313 The Clingy Little Guy
When you come down, don't I have to climb the tree again?

Fearing that the little guy would fall to the ground and get hurt, Lin Xuan opened his arms and took the little passenger pigeon into his arms without thinking.

Seeing the little guy cooing happily and thrashing about in his arms, Lin Xuan's head was full of black lines.

He tried his best to send the little passenger pigeon back to its nest in the tree, but the little passenger pigeon mistakenly thought that this was a game he wanted to play with it.

What's the point of this?

Sending it back up the tree, obviously won't work.

This tree was already difficult to climb, even with Lin Xuan's vigorous skill, it took a lot of effort just to climb it.

Climb up and send the little guy back to the nest. If it thought it was a game and jumped down, Lin Xuan would really vomit blood.

There was no other way, Lin Xuan could only put this little guy on the ground and resorted to the ancestral method of baby-sneaking.

The way to deal with small animals is similar to dealing with human children. As long as you haven't exhausted their energy, they can keep haunting you until you have a nervous breakdown.jpg
Now this little passenger pigeon is obviously very interested in him, so Lin Xuan simply let it walk on the ground by itself, follow it casually, and put it back into its nest when it gets tired from walking.

In order to prevent sending the wrong tree, Lin Xuan also specially folded a branch next to that tree to mark it.

Lin Xuan walked in front, and the little guy swayed and followed behind, just like the mother duck who took her duckling out for a walk alone.

If Lin Xuan walked a little faster, the little passenger pigeon would also speed up, if Lin Xuan slowed down a little, the little passenger pigeon would also slow down.

Don't think that this job is very good, because the little passenger pigeon may speed up at any time, so Lin Xuan must always pay attention to the situation under his feet to prevent stepping on this little cutie.

If it goes down with one foot, it must be impossible for the gods to save it.

Someone in the live broadcast originally wanted to remind Lin Xuan not to accidentally step on the little cutie, but after watching it for a while, he found that Lin Xuan was paying attention to the movement under his feet, and he couldn't help saying with emotion:
[The anchor is really thin, if it were replaced by me, I might step on it. 】

[Don't say, when I was a child, I trampled to death several chickens and ducks raised by my grandma, but my mother didn't beat them to death. It's my luck to live to this day. 】

[Hahahahaha, why did everyone step on small animals when they were young? I also stepped on my dog ​​when I was young, and it didn't dare to follow me after that. 】

Lin Xuan smiled and watched the audience in the live broadcast room chatting about "interesting things" in their childhood

He didn't answer, but carefully observed the surrounding situation and the little passenger pigeons under his feet.

Although they have pointed beaks, passenger pigeons do not follow the so-called law that all birds with sharp beaks eat insects. Like their other kind, their favorite food is all kinds of grains, grass seeds and berry.

Now is their area, and it is a good time for grouting and fruiting. There is also a vast grassland nearby, which just provides these passenger pigeons with nutritious and large amounts of food.

In addition, in the virgin forest, there are very few natural enemies that hunt them.

It is estimated that this is the case, and the size of this population will develop relatively large.

There are tens of thousands of passenger pigeons in this population, and the exposed berries in the forest have basically been wiped out by these chicken thieves.

Lin Xuan saw several large wild cherry trees along the way, but it was supposed to be a fruitful season, but they were bare and basically nothing, obviously the masterpieces of these passenger pigeons.

The little guy still swayed and followed Lin Xuan persistently. Lin Xuan searched the forest for a long time, and finally found a berry hidden in the bushes.

Because it grows with shrubs and is not as tall as shrubs, the fruits on it are well hidden among the layers of branches and leaves, and the bright red is really gratifying.

Lin Xuan reached out and picked one and put it in his palm.

I saw that the small fruit was round and round, like a combination of many small particles, but it was hollow in the middle.

A bit like wild strawberries, but slightly larger than wild strawberries.

There are also many small thorns on the branches of its plants. When picking them, the skin will be scratched accidentally, leaving fine and dense bloodstains.

This time, before Lin Xuan opened his mouth to introduce, many people in the live broadcast room recognized the name of this cute little fruit.

[Oh, oh! Cricket! It’s Cricket! This food is delicious, and it’s said to be very nutritious, but it’s only found in the mountains when I was a child, and I haven’t eaten it for many years!]

[I know this one. We call it raspberry here. When I was a child, I lived at my grandma’s house in the country. Every time my grandma saw this when she went up the mountain to pick wild vegetables or mushrooms, she would pick it off and wrap it in leaves and bring it back to me. To be honest, I already remembered it. It doesn't smell like much, but this appearance is really unforgettable. 】

[This thing is actually raspberry, sour and sweet, but when it is not ripe, it tastes a little more sour, and when it is ripe, it tastes more sweet. This is a must for playing with white sugar!】

"It seems that everyone has a good impression of this. Those who I just recognized are all children who grew up in the countryside?"

Lin Xuan nodded with a smile, and threw the prickly pear he picked just now into his mouth.

Although it looked bright red, but the prickly prickly pear hadn't reached the peak of sweetness yet, Lin Xuan was so sour that he shivered slightly.

However, the effect of quenching thirst and promoting body fluids is very obvious. After eating this thorny bubble, Lin Xuan only felt that his mouth was full of body fluids, and there was a faint fragrance in the aftertaste.

"As everyone said, the botanical name of this plant is called raspberry, which is the raspberry in the raspberry flavor that we usually eat when we eat desserts.

Artificial cultivation of this kind of fruit is not widespread in our country, but if it grows in the wild, most provinces and cities have wild plants.

The sour taste is more obvious, and it also has a special fragrance. Whether it is eaten with sugar or made into jam, it tastes very good. Generally speaking, it is a very popular fruit.

It's just that its fruit is too delicate and difficult to transport, so generally only raspberry products, frozen raspberries, and raspberry jam can be seen in cities, and there are no fresh raspberries for sale.

This is why everyone said that they only ate fresh ones when they were young, but they seldom saw them when they grew up. "

As Lin Xuan explained, he picked a few more and threw them into his mouth.

Sour is indeed a bit sour, but it’s rare to see it, come here whenever you come, isn’t it a bit of a loss if you don’t eat more?
Of course, he also picked some and shared them with Encore.

An Keer also tasted it, but she seemed a little interested in the sour taste.

While the two of them were tasting, the little passenger pigeon beside them got a little anxious.

Raspberries are also very attractive food for passenger pigeons.

Seeing that Huang Xing was eating there by himself, the little passenger pigeon hurriedly strolled beside him, pecking Lin Xuan's calf from time to time, reminding him that there was another person beside him with some dissatisfaction.
No, there is another bird waiting to eat.

Well, well, here you go.

Lin Xuan pampered it's bald, bald head, which was changing its hair, and grabbed a few big, dark raspberries and put them on the ground.

The little passenger pigeon immediately leaned over and started pecking like a machine gun.

(End of this chapter)