Perhaps before this, many people never thought about how the pine nuts they eat every day came from.

Zhang Bei didn't explain too much. If you don't pay attention to it, you may die if you don't pay attention.

For the sake of the life of the live broadcast room, this topic should be skipped as soon as possible.

After pointing the camera back at the lightning strike wood beside it, Zhang Bei took out a small axe from his backpack and started slashing.

"I'm very glad that this tree has completely died. If I still have life, I can only take away some small number of branches."

"Wild forests are absolutely not allowed to be cut down. As long as the trees are still alive, it is illegal!"

Zhang Bei explained to the audience in the live broadcast room why he said he was glad to the point of being grateful.

"But if you really encounter lightning-striking trees and the trees are still alive, you can take away some branches within the scope permitted by law, as long as they do not affect the growth of the trees."

Zhang Bei's movements were very fast, but a large piece of wood was cut down in just a few minutes.

I found a strong vine and tied the lightning-strike wood to my backpack.

"Okay, I will find a suitable carver to turn this thing into a wooden sign and send it to you."

After the words came to an end, Zhang Bei accelerated his pace and walked in the other direction.

This time I was not walking on the cliff, which also made the live broadcast room feel relieved.

Zhang Bei looked at the pine trees beside him and was about to introduce to the water friends in the live broadcast room how to identify the age of the pine trees, and Lao Bai's voice sounded in his mind.

"Those little guys are back, right in the stream before, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Um?"

"That bunch of ducklings."

"real!"

"Well, it should be the vanguard, about a dozen."

After hearing Lao Bai's words, Zhang Bei immediately accelerated his pace.

The duck that Lao Bai mentioned is called the Chinese merganser, which is a very cute bird.

They are migratory birds, usually flying south in October, and will not return to breed again from March to April every year.

After careful calculation, Zhang Bei hasn't seen these cute little things for more than half a year.

After all, I am an old man from the mountain, and I am more familiar with the terrain in this area than my own toilet.

Under Zhang Bei's rapid pace, he approached a stream in just about ten minutes.

On the shore, light Chinese merganser snuggled together, combing their feathers with each other.

The originally scrolling barrage in the live broadcast room became quiet when I saw the scene in front of me.

The appearance of the Chinese merganser looks full of beauty.

The head and upper body are black, but the wings and lower body are white.

Clearly differentiated!

And in this beauty, every male mergandser seems to have an explosive head full of non-mainstream.

Good things always attract humans.

More than 100,000 people in the entire live broadcast room were surprisingly consistent, and even a barrage was not posted.

Zhang Bei adjusted the camera so that the audience could see more clearly.

Then he lowered his voice and began to introduce it.

"They are called Chinese merganser. Although they are called ducks, they are essentially migratory birds. Recently, the weather has become warmer, so they should come back to breed."

"Chinese mergansers all move in family ways and only integrate large groups before migration."

"They are not as noisy as ordinary birds and ducks, but they are very quiet. If you don't know their nests, it may be difficult to meet in your lifetime."

"They are species that have survived after the Tertiary Glacier Age, more than 10 million years ago, and are endemic to our China."

"Although merganser can produce five to nine eggs at a time, the wild population is very rare. According to the last calculation, the whole world may have only about one thousand."

Zhang Bei did not disturb the little guys, but stopped to watch for a while before turning around and leaving.

It was not until the screen lost the view of this little thing, and the snow-like barrage floated out.

Xiangmo: [It's so cute, that explosive head is so cute!]

Beiming Youhai: [Does the protection personnel eat shit? Why are there more than one thousand?]

The Yangtze crocodile is beaten every day: [Where can you see it close?]

Zhang Bei took a look at the barrage and chose some questions and answers while rushing.

"This really cannot be blamed on the protection personnel. Because the merganser itself belongs to migratory birds, there will inevitably be damage during the migration every year. If it weren't for their efforts, this population might have completely disappeared a few years ago."

"If you want to watch it up close, it is best to wait until October every year, you can see them in the wild forests in Quanzhou and other places."

"Don't think about it if you want to keep one. Don't look at it as small. It's also a beast in the prison."

"It has now been included in the "Red Book", "Red List" and "Protection List". If you keep one, you will start at least ten years and will not be capped."

Assessing the question about the merganser, Zhang Bei also returned to the village before noon.

After saying goodbye to the audience in the live broadcast room, Zhang Bei rubbed his sore shoulders and walked towards the end of the village.

"Is Uncle Lin at home?"

"Yeah, why did your boss come to me today?"

"Please make something."

"What good thing happened again?"

Zhang Bei patted the lightning-hitting wood behind him: "Don't have to worry too much, just ask your apprentice to make a few wooden signs."

"Are you doing something live broadcast?"

The boss has recently made a live broadcast, and the village intelligence station is basically well-known.

"Yes, give some gifts to the audience, your apprentice is fine, right?"

"Don't worry, that guy is fine recently."

Zhang Bei put the lightning-striking wood on the ground: "Then thank Uncle Lin!"

"You should be kind to me?"

Zhang Bei smiled: "I have time to go to home for dinner!"

"good!"

Uncle Lin is a famous wood carving master, the kind who has won awards internationally.

But he was injured in an accident and since then he took his apprentice back to his hometown and lived there.

Although Zhang Bei could easily ask Uncle Lin’s apprentice to help carve, this is something that no one can ask for.

He and Uncle Lin have a deep friendship. It was three years ago when Uncle Lin’s wife had a car accident.

Zhang Bei braved the heavy rain and entered the mountain late at night to bring back an old ginseng and hang his life.

Generally speaking, the ornaments at his house are all from Uncle Lin’s apprentice.

Even the chairs that are usually used are made by Uncle Lin himself.

Although the hands can no longer carve some fine objects, there is no problem with large items like chairs and tables.

Zhang Bei estimated the days and sighed silently.

I will prepare some tonics for Uncle Lin in a few days.
Chapter completed!