Zhang Bei sorted out the celery in his hand and stuffed it into the bag.

"Let's go back and tidy up before we can make dumplings!"

Director Hu nodded one after another and followed Zhang Bei quickly down the mountain.

As soon as I got home, I saw Professor Shen squatting at the door teasing a wolf dog.

This guy belongs to a family that engages in breeding in the village.

He has a relatively docile personality, so he is usually allowed to run around in the village.

Basically everyone has been there, and there is no problem of anyone being afraid.

Moreover, this guy is not ordinary thick-skinned. He has been eating hundreds of meals since he was a child.

Anyone who smells meat can see it at meal time.

But after all, the people in this village watched it grow up, so no one treated it badly.

"You're back. Is it going well?"

"No problem. I picked some celery and will make some dumplings to eat later."

Professor Shen rubbed the dog's head: "Okay, you two go and do some work."

Director Fox's eyes turned around the wolfdog.

"How much does it eat in a day to become so fat?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Bei was silent for a moment.

"I saw it eat a meal at Wang Laoer's house in the morning, and then went to the next house and had a few more bites. That day I saw it ate from eight houses in the morning."

After hearing Zhang Bei's explanation, Director Hu also fell silent.

It’s really hard to imagine how thick-skinned this dog is!

People who are thick-skinned will naturally have girlfriends, and dogs who are thick-skinned will definitely have a lot of fat!

Professor Shen is basking in the sun and repairing ditches, and his life is full of the atmosphere of retirement.

Dumplings are a traditional Chinese delicacy, especially in the Northeast.

It can even be said that it is so common that it is unimaginable.

It may be difficult for most southerners to understand that no matter what festival it is in the Northeast, dumplings are basically indispensable.

From the Spring Festival to the 24th solar term, I basically eat one or two meals every month.

Zhang Bei rolls out the dough and Director Hu makes the dumplings. The division of labor is clear.

Within half an hour, the dumplings were placed on the tray.

"Isn't it a bit much?"

Director Hu patted the flour on his hands and looked at the two large trays, feeling that they could last for several days.

Zhang Bei rolled his eyes: "I'm not eating at home today, I'm going somewhere with my dumplings."

"Um?"

"At the intersection of the Eighth Peak of Changbai Mountain, drive north for 1.3 kilometers, turn left and drive for 7 kilometers, then take the southern path of a field of corn and walk for 15 minutes."

Listening to this long list of place names, Director Hu's eyes were full of confusion, and he took his mobile phone to try to locate the location mentioned by Zhang Bei.

"You can't find it on the map. You'll know it when you go there."

Zhang Bei covered the two large trays of dumplings with lids: "Let's go buy a chicken first."

Although Director Hu was confused as to where the destination was, the place where he could eat dumplings was definitely crowded, so he didn't panic at all.

Zhang Bei changed his clothes, put the dumplings in the trunk, and bought a live chicken from a family.

Then he drove the two of them towards their destination.

This place was so remote that it was unimaginable. Zhang Bei drove for nearly two hours before arriving outside a forest.

Director Hu unbuckled his seat belt and took a breath of fresh air: "Is this an artificial forest?"

"Yes, plantation!"

Professor Shen stretched himself as he watched the squirrel running by quickly.

"Let's go and see what tricks your kid is doing."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Bei led the two of them into the forest.

The artificial forest is different from the old forest. There are neat roads here, the trees are all about the same size, and they are neatly planned.

Even Professor Shen has no difficulty walking here.

After walking for about ten minutes, a fenced yard appeared in sight.

In the yard a man was wielding an ax and chopping wood.

"Uncle Li, I'm here to see you!"

Hearing Zhang Bei's voice, the man in the yard raised his head.

"Hey, Xiaobei is here?"

Zhang Bei handed the rooster and tray to the man: "This is Professor Shen from Beijing. He mainly studies large animals. This is Director Fox. You said you wanted to see it last time!"

The man said hello and greeted several people into the house.

Uncle Li, whose full name is Li Zhiquan, is the ranger of this forest and has been here for almost ten years.

Because the place is so remote, apart from people delivering supplies every month, there are very few people around.

However, there is a garrison nearby. If nothing happens, some people will sneak out to eat something good, so they won't be too lonely.

Director Hu watched Li Zhiquan walk into the kitchen and looked at Zhang Bei with doubtful eyes.

Zhang Bei also knew what he wanted to ask and started to explain.

"Uncle Li graduated from college ten years ago. Something happened and he came back to guard this forest."

Seeing Professor Shen's curious gaze, Zhang Bei was silent for a moment and then talked about that past event.

"At that time, the forest had just been established, and there were a lot of wood thieves in the Changbai Mountain area. His father was an old forest ranger here, and he fell off the cliff that night while trying to stop the wood thieves."

The story was not long, but it made both of them silent.

The profession of forest ranger is extremely hard, but it is an extremely important part of ecological protection.

Most of the disposable chopsticks and even toilet paper currently used by humans come from artificial forests.

And these rangers have been staying in this remote place day after day for many years.

Especially for someone like Uncle Li, most of the time the two-person team couldn't find anyone at all, so they had to guard the forest by themselves.

"I will write an article about forest rangers after I go back and try to let as many people know about it as possible."

"Enough!"

Zhang Bei patted Director Hu on the shoulder and looked outside along the window.

The artificial forest is not as lush as the old forest. The sunlight shines through the leaves, and the scenery is extremely beautiful.

It doesn’t take much time to fry a chicken or cook some dumplings.

Within ten minutes, Uncle Li brought the chicken and dumplings to the table.

"Xiaobei is here for the professor?"

Zhang Bei nodded: "I'm still bothering Uncle Li!"

"Okay, let's eat first. I'll take a look after dinner."

Director Hu narrowed his eyes, but in the end he didn’t ask anything.

Professor Shen started chatting with Uncle Li with great interest.

After the meal, the two of them almost became friends forever.

After briefly clearing the table, Uncle Li placed a wrist pillow on the table.

"Check your pulse first, then I'll check the situation."

Yes, Uncle Li can take your pulse!

His Chinese medicine was learned from his mother and is a family tradition. Zhang Bei's prescriptions were basically given to him by Uncle Li.

Even some first-aid acupuncture was taught to him bit by bit by Uncle Li.

According to what he said, I don't expect Zhang Bei to be able to learn it, but if he encounters any good talent in the future, bring him here and let him take on a disciple.
Chapter completed!