Chapter 11: Building a nest for a golden eagle, encountering sea buckthorn on the way "Okay, go play. I won't take you to patrol the mountains today. You almost got suffocated in the bag yesterday." Chen Chuan let go of Dai Mao, who flew onto the table, then used the force to fly to the roof again and began to work as an inspector of the wooden house. Chen Chuan took a look at it and made a plan in mind. This little guy likes to stay outside so much, let’s build a bird’s nest for it on the eaves. Chen Chuan put on his bag and put the machete behind it. "Erha, let's go." Erha appeared from behind the cabin and followed happily. "唳~" On the roof, the little golden eagle flapped its wings towards Chen Chuan, as if saying goodbye. Chen Chuan also waved.
After walking a little further, Chen Chuan turned on the live broadcast on his mobile phone as usual. Thanks to yesterday's live broadcast, he gained a lot of fans. As soon as the broadcast started, within less than ten minutes, more than a dozen people entered the live broadcast room. "Good morning, host." "Today should be the first day of work for the anchor. As a forest ranger, you don't have a leader, so why don't you get some more sleep?" "The above person, this shows that the anchor is active and serious in doing things, and will not covet those low-level pleasures." Although Chen Chuan took some time to bandage Daimao, it was only eight o'clock so far. At eight o'clock, office workers who live close to the company have not yet gotten up, those who live far away from the company are still commuting, and as for college students, they may still be sleeping. It's really nothing wrong for him to go out to patrol the mountains at this time. Chen Chuan greeted the live broadcast room. "As the saying goes, getting up early brings three benefits, getting up late brings three panics. Brothers and sisters, if you can be as self-disciplined as I am, then you can be as self-disciplined as I am." Barrage comments. "Well said! It made my blood boil and I didn't know what the host was talking about." "The host's literary talent is just as endless as the Yellow River." "I think what the host said is very correct. I can summarize it into six points. These six points are..." Chen Chuan chatted with his friends along the way, while keeping an eye out for dead branches and leaves on the road. The ranger badge contains the corresponding knowledge on making bird nests, and in this aspect, Chen Chuan is considered an expert. Fine grass, vines, and branches are all indispensable. On the way, he stopped by to take a look at the young elk and picked up a lot of deer hair from around the herd.
Of course, the deer hair alone is not enough. Fortunately, there is a piece of wild animal fur in the wooden house. When the time comes, I will dig some soil next to the wooden house, and the bird's nest will be completed. He performed these actions quite covertly, and no one in the live broadcast room noticed too much. When asked about it, he just evaded the question by saying that he was preparing firewood for daily use. After all, he didn't intend to tell anyone about Dai Mao's matter from the beginning. Put all the necessary materials into the bag. At this time, Chen Chuan was standing in front of a Siberian larch tree. "You see, this pine tree is different from the common pine trees in our country. This pine tree has straight grain and long and large leaves. If you saw it open, you can find the core wood inside, which is solid and compact." "Compared to the pine wood we often see, this larch is more suitable for processing." Chen Chuan was explaining when his attention was suddenly drawn to a comment. "Host, look at the five o'clock direction, what kind of fruit is that?" Chen Chuan turned around and saw the plant and raised his eyebrows. To be honest, I saw this plant yesterday. Yesterday, the deer brought him a bunch of fruits to thank him, among which was this wild fruit. Sea buckthorn. Chen Chuan walked closer and pointed the camera at a string. "You may not know this, but you must have heard of the name." In the picture, oval fruits are attached to this branch. Most of the fruits are orange-yellow and orange-red, reflecting a slight luster under the sunlight. "Seabuckthorn can be eaten or used as medicine. It is quite common in Inner Mongolia and Xinjiang. It tastes sour and astringent and is rich in vitamins and many biologically active substances." "This is from the perspective of Western medicine. From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine..." Having said this, Chen Chuan deliberately prolonged the tail end of his words to whet the appetite of the audience in the live broadcast room. "Mr. Chen, you're at it again, right? I won't fall for it. I'm not interested in this fruit." "Mr. Anchor, the person above is not interested, but I am. Tell me quickly. Does this thing also nourish the kidneys?" "To be honest, why is it that when the anchor walks in the mountains, everything is a treasure, but when I walk in the mountains, I am just plowing the mountain road." "The above is definitely because there are no good things in the mountains you visit, not because you don't have enough knowledge to recognize the good things." Chen Chuan smiled and shook his head. "This fruit can strengthen the spleen and replenish qi, relieve cough and resolve phlegm, and eliminate dampness and water. But if it is really used to nourish the kidneys, it is not particularly effective. However..." As Chen Chuan was speaking, he suddenly changed the subject. "The kidney governs water. This medicine can help dissipate dampness and promote diuresis. If kidney deficiency causes difficulty urinating, it can solve the corresponding symptoms." The viewers in the live broadcast room keenly captured the key point.
"Good boy, according to what the anchor said, this thing is still helpful to us men." "How come the anchor knows everything? I started following the anchor the day before yesterday, and I thought he was an old forest ranger." "No need to say anything, host, just go to the link!" Chen Chuan just looked at the sea buckthorn for a few seconds and then walked back to the mountain road. "I can't access the link. The sea buckthorn isn't ripe yet." Looking around, I took in the mountains and fields. "In September, there will be more fruits ripening in the mountains. I remember when I was a kid, I would often come to the mountains to pick hawthorns to eat." "You might as well wait until September, when there will be plenty of hawthorns in the mountains and you can pick some for everyone." There were almost tears in the live broadcast room. "He really is. I'm crying. Judging from the host's attitude, is he going to pick hawthorns for us to eat?" "It doesn't matter whether it's hawthorn or not. I mainly want to eat some rock cabbage and sea buckthorn. Well, it's purely because I've never tasted them before and I want to try something new." "Alas, you don't want to be a live streamer, but a regular streamer. Xiao Chen, you are going down a narrow path." Chen Chuan replied with a smile. “Although the road is narrow, I am the only one on it. It is not crowded and I feel free.” As the sun gradually rose above his head and the morning's mountain patrol mission was completed, Chen Chuan turned off the live broadcast and walked towards the cabin. He had already planned it out. As soon as he finished his meal, he would build Daimao's nest. This way, it won't have to stay on the roof all day, exposed to the wind and sun. (End of this chapter)