As a professional tool maker, this Tibetan fox already has a set of professional equipment for grooming.

From the big iron comb used to comb Siberian tigers, to the small wooden comb used for little ones, and now this kind of comb specially used to clean fleas.

It can be said that Director Hu was able to write three papers on the task of grooming alone.

From different strength to using different combs, he now has extremely in-depth research!

The yellow-throated marten felt the comfort brought by combing and silently adjusted its posture.

The fur of the yellow-throated marten is short, and the stitches of the comb are very dense. Every time the comb reaches a sensitive place, the little one will tremble twice.

Zhang Bei's big hands rubbed the little guy's body, and he continued chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Although the yellow-throated marten is widely distributed, in a private survey two years ago, the population in the Northeast region has dropped to about 2,000."

"In Tibet, the number has dropped to a thousand. In Jiangxi and Sichuan, almost only single individuals can be seen."

"Although these little guys are listed as a second-level protected animal, due to the reduction of forest area and the shortage of food, these little guys are not far away from regional extinction."

Although Zhang Bei's live broadcast has always been quite joyful, it is based on selectively ignoring the viciousness of human beings.

If you think about it carefully, every time a protected animal appears in the live broadcast room, it means that human sins are continuing.

The little guy finished eating a large box of canned fish, then wiped his mouth with his paws and fell directly into Zhang Bei's arms.

He rubbed his arms and found a comfortable position to lie down.

Director Hu held the comb and froze in place, with a look of resentment that could not be concealed in his eyes.

Obviously he is doing his best to comb the hair, but he is the one doing the massage!

“I want to learn too!!!”

"Um?"

Looking at Director Hu, Zhang Bei's face was full of question marks.

"Where did you, Druid, change your profession? I want it too!"

"Don't think about it, it's gone."

After hearing Director Hu's words, Zhang Bei rolled his eyes immediately.

I want to eat shit!

Also Druid!

If he really had this ability, would he use his daily live broadcast to provide faith to these unreliable mountain gods?

Suddenly, Zhang Bei stopped rubbing the little guy's hand and looked directly at Director Hu.

"It's true that there are no druids, but if you really want to get close to animals, it's not impossible."

"Really?"

Zhang Bei nodded, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Mastiff owners have a special medicinal bath. If you soak for an hour every day, all the animals will be close to you after a month."

"real?"

"Really, I'll take you there when I get back!"

This thing is indeed true. Mastiff owners have all received this medicinal bath in order to get close to Tibetan Mastiffs.

It's just that although this thing is medicine, it is actually no different from soaking in a cesspool.

The proportion of other medicinal materials is not high, and 90% of them are the feces of various animals.

From Zhang Bei's understanding, the essence of this kind of medicated bath is to suppress the human smell on one's body through long-term soaking of herbs and feces.

All kinds of feces are mixed together to form a so-called breath of nature.

When animals smell this kind of smell, they will naturally not be wary. Coupled with the temptation of food, it is possible to achieve a situation similar to his being close to animals.

Director Hu became energetic when he heard that there was a way to get close to animals.

Looking at the pair of expectations, Zhang Bei hesitated for a long time, and finally didn't tell what the thing was used.

After playing with this little guy for a while, Zhang Bei also started turning the self -heating box out of the backpack.

He didn't pick a certificate here, and there was no way to eat a lot of things.

When you go down the mountain at night, you can taste the Fujian cuisine again.

After all, yesterday I just hid, and I ate some snacks. I haven't seen the dinner of Fujian cuisine!

But today's self -heating rice is not a simple side dish. After all, when Zhang · not being a person, when did you treat yourself?

Especially today I still took the Fox Director. Zhang Bei asked the hotel to make a semi -finished product, and it could be eaten in a slight heating in the self -heating box.

The six self -heating boxes were placed on the ground, and the water pipe was cut one by one.

Director Hu looked at Zhang Bei, who was busy, and quickly hugged his favorite yellow throat marten in his arms.

The little guy asked Director Hu to comb his hair for so long, but now he has been vigilant. Now he has been vigilant.

In addition, the massage during this time also had a sleepy, and he fell asleep directly in the arms of Director Fox.

The soft body of the little guy made the smile on this Tibetan fox face worse than Zhang Bei.

A group of people in the live broadcast room seemed to have discovered the New World, and began to take a quick screenshot about the emoji package of Director Fox.

Yang crocodile is beaten every day: [Hahaha, look at my old father's smile!]

Seven -step break -intestine jujube: [Mine, this is called an illegitimate child to return!]

Lord of Zhending City: [Ah, is my love that crosses species?]

Never doubt the brains of sand sculpture netizens, there are no things that people can't do in the world.

In just ten minutes, Director Fox has been played with a G expression package.

Zhang Bei looked at the barrage, and hesitated for a moment or gave up telling him the news.

This silly child is not easy to make a sound, even if it is just a short time, it is always stronger than autism!

As the heat of the self -heating box gradually disappeared, Zhang Bei also greeted the Tibetan fox sitting around.

"Dry!"

"Come here!"

Director Fox was holding the sleeping yellow throat marten and sitting carefully.

Zhang Bei glanced at the cheerful live broadcast room, cleared his throat and then quickly opened the lid of the self -heating box.

"Today's consumption is not very large, our lunch is simpler."

"Two abalone juice rice rice, plus cricket carp, crystal elbow, and burning crickets, just make a bamboo shoots."

As the words fell, two rice and four dishes that were all risen appeared in the entire live broadcast room.

Zhao Ke's knees Hengjian: [Grass, I know!]

Just look at it or not: [So, I really owe, why do you want to open the live room at this time!]

White head to Bai Tou: [Fortunately, I have the foresight, ordered the lobster!]

Many people in the live broadcast room have long been clever under Zhang Bei many times. They have long been smart.

Whenever I have time to take the takeaway, I will wait for Zhang Bei to eat!

Of course, as for those brains for a while, or there is no time, it can be said that it can be said to endure double torture.

Zhang Bei's live broadcast, coupled with the conversion of a group of netizens in the live broadcast room, gastric acid has reached the mouth.

After eating a lunch, Zhang Bei rubbed his stomach and thought about the next route.
Chapter completed!