Forest Ranger: Help! A golden eagle cub is relying on me

They finally believed that this young man and the "friends" he brought with him were really capable of helping them solve the wild boar disaster.

The anger, helplessness and despair that the wild boars had felt when their crops were destroyed seemed to have found an outlet when they saw the mountains of "fruits of war", and turned into sincere admiration for Chen Chuan and these magical animals.

Half a day passed quietly.

The fruit and vegetable base that was once ravaged by wild boars has now returned to an eerie tranquility in most areas.

The air was still filled with the faint smell of blood and refurbished earth, but the roars of wild boars and the sounds of destruction were missing.

The few wild boars that managed to escape had already smelled the horror of death. They tucked their tails between their legs and fled back to the deep mountains and forests for their lives. They would never dare to approach the area where their companions died for any time.

Chen Chuan stood in front of the "meat mountain" made of wild boar carcasses, holding a small notebook in his hand and counting them one by one.

He would carefully inspect and record every wild boar that was dragged over.

In the sunlight, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and his breathing was a little heavy. It was obvious that the continuous inventory and previous commands had consumed a lot of his energy.

The camera in the live broadcast room faithfully recorded everything.

"Is the anchor counting money? No, he's counting pig heads!"

"I roughly counted them. There are at least one or two hundred of them, right?"

Chen Chuan straightened up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled to the camera, a little tired but excited.

"Brothers, let's do a preliminary count."

"Two hundred and thirteen."

As soon as this number came out, the live broadcast room exploded completely, as if cold water was poured on boiling oil.

"Fuck! Two hundred and thirteen! The subsidy for each head is two thousand four. Host, can you calculate how much money this is?!"

"I'm not good at math, can someone help me calculate? I feel like I'm suffocating!"

"213 x 2400 = 511200! Over ! Half a day!!"

"Oh my god! Anchor, are you still missing some accessories? The kind that can yell 666!"

"Is it too late for me to quit my job and go to Altay to catch wild boars? Please form a team!"

"Wake up upstairs, do you have a 'demolition team' like the anchor?"

Chen Chuan looked at the barrage, chuckled, and felt happy.

This income is indeed considerable.

He turned and looked at those "heroes".

Most of the wolves were already lying on the snow to rest. Their bodies were covered in dirt and blood to varying degrees. Their chests rose and fell regularly, and their breathing was deep.

Even when resting, their ears still move slightly alertly to capture the movements around them.

Dahuang was lying on a relatively clean snow slope with a calm look in his eyes. However, the slightly shaking tip of his tail still revealed his satisfaction at the moment.

Erha, this energetic guy, has rarely calmed down at this moment. He stayed close to Big Bear, resting his head on Big Bear's thick paws, and slept soundly with a suspicious trace of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The three big guys, Big Bear, Second Bear and Little Blackie, were sitting together. Second Bear was using his large palms like a palm-leaf fan to clumsily comb his hair that was splashed with wild boar's blood, and a comfortable gurgling sound came from his throat.

Huzi lay beside his mother snow leopard. The mother snow leopard stuck out her tongue and licked a small blood stain on Huzi's cheek gently.

Hu Zi squinted his eyes comfortably and rubbed his little head against his mother from time to time.

The snow leopard mother herself seemed a little tired, but in her golden eyes, there was a hint of laziness and comfort after a successful hunt.

Although they were exhausted, they could not conceal the joy and satisfaction that came from their hearts.

At this moment, the villagers who had been shocked beyond words, led by Aiguna, came over cautiously.

The old farmer in the lead had an expression of excitement and gratitude on his face, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Brother Chen Chuan, thank you so much! And these... these brave friends of yours!"

As the old farmer spoke, he bowed deeply to Chen Chuan.

The villagers behind him followed suit, each with the most sincere gratitude on their face.

"Yes, Brother Chen Chuan, if it weren't for you, our greenhouses and our harvest this year would be ruined!"

"You are truly the saviors of our village!"

A middle-aged woman said while wiping her tears.

The old farmer stood up, rubbed his hands, and spoke somewhat embarrassedly.

"Brother Chen Chuan, in order to thank you and your friends, our village has discussed and prepared some simple meals."

"I hope you and... your friends can honor us by coming to the village and letting us express our gratitude."

When he mentioned "friends", he deliberately glanced at those majestic beasts, and there was a hint of cautious inquiry in his tone.

Ayiguna also smiled and added: "Chen Chuan, the villagers are all sincere, so don't refuse."

Chen Chuan looked at the villagers' simple and eager eyes, and then looked at the animals that really needed a good rest.

He nodded.

"Okay, then I won't bother you."

The old farmer's face flushed with excitement and his voice trembled.

"Brother Chen Chuan, come on, go to the village to rest and drink some hot tea."

The villagers behind him also echoed him, their eyes full of pure anticipation, completely different from their previous fear.

Chen Chuan glanced at the animals that seemed a little tired, then looked at the sincere faces of the villagers and nodded.

"Then excuse me."

The group walked towards the village in a mighty manner. Compared with the fear of the villagers when they arrived, the atmosphere at this moment was different.

The wolves followed Chen Chuan consciously with steady steps, without any trace of their previous ferocity.

Hu Zi and the snow leopard mother walked side by side, still with a bit of pride, but also restrained the murderous aura when hunting.

The three huge bears, Big Bear, Second Bear and Little Blackie, followed at the end, looking at this strange human settlement curiously. Their huge paws stepped on the snow, making dull sounds, but they no longer felt threatening.

The villagers spontaneously led the way in front, looking back at the majestic beasts from time to time, with complex expressions in their eyes, containing both residual fear and indescribable gratitude and admiration. This change in emotion was particularly obvious.

The village is not big, and the houses are scattered around. Smoke rises from the snow-covered roofs, bringing a sense of tranquility, which is in stark contrast to the panic caused by the wild boars rampaging before.

On the widest stretch of snow at the entrance of the village, several large iron pots have been set up with firewood burning underneath, forming a contrast between the cold and the warm against the icy snow.

A burly man wearing a greasy apron was directing several women to work. He should be the village chef, and his expression was very capable. Seeing Chen Chuan and Ayiguna approaching, the chef smiled warmly and was about to greet them, which formed a contrast with his rough appearance.

When his eyes swept over the group of "friends" of various shapes behind Chen Chuan, the smile on his face froze instantly, and the iron spoon in his hand fell to the snow with a "clang", breaking the temporary tranquility.

He pointed at the wolves, the bear and Hu Zi. His lips trembled and he couldn't utter a word for a long time, which was completely different from his calmness just now.

Ayiguna hurried to explain.

"Brother Wang, don't be afraid. These are Brother Chen Chuan's friends. They are the heroes who helped us hunt wild boars."

The chef finally came to his senses. He took a deep breath and patted his chest hard, making a "bang bang" sound, as if to dispel the lingering fear in his heart.

"Oh my god, you scared me."

"So the heroes have arrived."

The look in his eyes when he looked at the beasts quickly changed from fear to admiration, and even a bit of fanaticism. The change was extremely rapid.

"Don't worry, Brother Chen Chuan, and all the heroes, today's meal will be paid for by me, Lao Wang."

"Make sure everyone has good food and drink."

The chef seemed extremely excited. He waved his hand and shouted to the villagers next to him in a loud voice, which contrasted with his previous gaffe.

"Go, bring out all the good meat that we have saved for the New Year."

"Today, we must treat these benefactors who saved our entire village well."

Several villagers responded and soon brought back several large pieces of fresh beef and mutton, as well as some pickled game. The air was immediately filled with the enticing aroma of meat.

Chen Chuan looked at the busy figures of the villagers, and then looked at those good things that were obviously hidden in the bottom of the box. His brows were slightly frowned, which was slightly inconsistent with the jubilant atmosphere around him.

He knew that the farmers in these remote villages did not have a good life on a daily basis, and these meats would probably be a considerable expense for them, which made him feel a little guilty.

"My friend, there's no need to spend so much money."

Chen Chuan spoke with a sincere tone, completely different from the majesty when he commanded the beasts.

"We can just have a simple meal. You should keep these goodies for yourselves to celebrate the New Year."

Upon hearing this, the chef patted his chest even louder, as if to prove his sincerity.

"Brother Chen Chuan, your words are too polite."

"You have helped us so much and saved the crops of our entire village. This little thing is nothing."

"Moreover……"

The chef lowered his voice, leaned close to Chen Chuan's ear, and spoke mysteriously, which formed an interesting contrast with his rough voice.

"Just now, Ayiguna has already told us."

The chef squinted his eyes and smiled again, but this time there was a hint of tacit cunning in his smile, which formed a contrast with his previous simplicity.

"The Forestry Bureau said they will reimburse the money."

"Take the bill to Ayiguna later and she will help you run errands."

Chen Chuan was slightly stunned when he heard this.

He looked at the chef's "you know" expression, then at the villagers' tired but happy faces, and the embarrassment in his heart instantly disappeared, replaced by a sense of relief.

"Okay, thank you fellow villagers."

Chen Chuan no longer refused and frankly accepted the villagers' kindness.

With Chen Chuan's words, the villagers became more enthusiastic, busy figures shuttled through the snow, and the firewood burned more vigorously.

At Chen Chuan's signal, the wolves and bears obediently found a clean piece of snow and lay down.

Although they were tired after a day's work, they showed no signs of impatience and just waited quietly. This patience was in stark contrast to their ferocity when hunting.

Hu Zi and the snow leopard mother chose a place slightly away from the crowd and lay there lazily, occasionally scanning the surroundings with vigilant eyes, but without any aggressiveness. Their presence itself was a deterrent.

The Husky rolled at Chen Chuan's feet, then lay on the snow, resting its head on its front paws. From time to time, it looked up at Chen Chuan, then at the iron pot over there, appearing a little absent-minded, in contrast to its liveliness just now.

The villagers were all surprised and shocked to see that these ferocious beasts, which they could only see on the news, were now staying together so docilely and obeying the orders of a young man.

They carefully took out their mobile phones and took pictures of this rare sight from a distance. The sound of shutter clicks came one after another, recording this scene full of contrasts.

The photos and videos were quickly posted online. The shocking and unbelievable titles instantly caused an uproar and made the snowy area in this remote village a hot topic.

The chef’s cooking skills were excellent, and soon, the rich aroma of meat wafted out from the big pot, mixed with the smoke from the woodfire, which was particularly tempting in the cold air.

Stews, roasts, and some simple stews, although "plain meals", seem particularly warm and rich in this environment, forming a sharp contrast with the mess left by the wild boars.

Chen Chuan and Ayiguna sat together with the villagers. The hot food dispelled the coldness from their bodies and brought them closer to each other.

The villagers kept toasting Chen Chuan and expressing their gratitude, their eyes full of sincerity, completely different from their initial suspicion.

Chen Chuan responded with a smile, feeling the kindness and gratitude from strangers, and his heart was filled with warmth.

The animals also had their own portions, and the chef specially scooped out the stewed meat and put it into large pots.

The wolves, bears, tiger cubs and the snow leopard mother all got enough meat. They ate with relish, making satisfied snoring and chewing sounds, which intertwined with the conversations of the humans around them, making it seem particularly harmonious.

Erha also got a big bowl. It ate voraciously, its little tail wagging rapidly. It seemed to have completely forgotten the pain of eating industrial salt before. This forgetfulness contrasted with its greed.

A meal was enjoyed by both host and guest.

The villagers finally showed long-lost smiles on their faces. They knew that the crisis caused by the wild boars was finally over.

As it was getting dark, Chen Chuan stood up and said goodbye.

"Brother Chen Chuan, walk slowly!"

"If you need any help in the future, just ask!"

The villagers came out spontaneously, with great enthusiasm, in stark contrast to the nervousness with which they were welcomed.

Ayiguna had already driven the SUV over with the door open. She stood beside the car with a gentle smile on her face, completely different from when she had anxiously arrived.

The off-road vehicle stopped steadily in the open space in front of the main house. The tires made a slight "crunching" sound as they rolled over the snow, which was in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle of the village.

Chen Chuan pushed open the car door, and a familiar chill mixed with the fragrance of livestock and plants hit him in the face, making him feel more relaxed than the air in the village.

He walked straight towards the main house, thinking about Hu Niu who stayed behind.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a warm breeze mixed with the faint smell of herbs and animal fur blew towards me. The light in the house was soft, dispelling the severe cold outside. (End of this chapter)