Portable space

After placing the fruits, Zhang Taiping began to assemble the beehives by himself.Now is the time for the old man to give Fan Ming acupuncture, so don't worry about how to get the bee out of the space.

A large group of bees were taken out from the space, and each beehive contained an ordinary queen bee that seemed to be slightly larger than the wild one.After the queen bee settled down, a large group of bees fluttering in the air also got into the beehives one by one. After getting acquainted with the environment for a while, it seemed that they flapped their wings and went out to collect honey.It is not unreasonable to compare hard-working people to bees. Bees can't stop at all, they are all for collecting honey, and they are always busy all their lives.

Now that bees have started to come out to collect honey, this temperature is also suitable for the growth of butterflies.After Zhang Taiping released the bees, he also released part of the butterflies, and the sky was filled with dancing butterflies.

They suddenly came to an unfamiliar environment, they didn't fly away immediately, but flew around Zhang Taiping's body, if others saw it, they would be amazed.Zhang Taiping hurriedly ran towards the orchard, Die Ye moved after him.After arriving among the flowers in the orchard, the butterflies slowly left Zhang Taiping's body and flew into the flowers of the fruit trees.

Wild bees have their own ability to survive and do not need to be cared for and raised like bees, but under normal circumstances, the amount of honey produced by wild bees is not as much as that of bees.The wild bees that Zhang Taiping took out from the space did not have such problems. They were both wild and hardworking. They were [-] times the size of ordinary wild bees and more than three times the size of bees. There is also a lot of rice.The main thing is that Zhang Taiping doesn't need to manage more, just be a hands-off shopkeeper, just cut honey every two days.

After returning from the orchard, I found some straw and tied the loose vines lying on the concrete shelf to it.Then I watered the flowers planted in the yard with the diluted spring water again.

After tidying up the work in the backyard, I was free again.Fan Ming is in treatment, Zhang Taiping won't bother me; Yaya is writing in a small notebook with Miss Tiantian; his wife Cai Yazhi is cooking lunch in the kitchen.Seeing that everyone had their own business, Zhang Taiping took a wicker chair and sat under the eaves to observe the swallows.

There are now four swallow nests under the eaves, and there are at least eight little swallows living in them.At this moment, a swallow came back from hunting outside. After it entered one of the nests, the swallow that was nesting in it flew out. This is a shift change, and there was always a swallow in the nest. guarded.

Zhang Taiping's heart moved, he stood up and stretched his hands into the nest.Seeing this, the swallow that stayed in the nest immediately puffed up its feathers and screamed, and the other swallow that hadn't flew far turned around and shot towards it like an arrow.The two swallows pecked at Zhang Taiping's hand that was about to go into the nest.It's just that this small force is like scratching an itch for Zhang Taiping now, it doesn't have any effect at all, and it can't stop his determination to reach in.

Sure enough, there were several warm eggs lying under the body of the swallow in the nest.I don't know when the eggs have been laid and started to hatch.If a few of these four nests hatch, then there will not be enough room under the eaves.

Zhang Taiping smiled and withdrew his hand, the two little swallows in me stared at Zhang Taiping vigilantly in case he made any offensive actions.A swallow's head protruded from two nests next to it, looking at Zhang Taiping as if guarding against thieves.

Standing in the center of the courtyard, he whistled into the sky, and a hawk responded, and Xiao Jin's figure appeared in the sky. After locking onto Zhang Taiping's figure, he swooped down and landed firmly on Zhang Taiping's outstretched arm.Typically, falconers place cushions on the arms or shoulders where hawks usually rest.Even if the eagle has no intention of hurting anyone, just being caught by its claws is not something ordinary people can bear.It's just that Zhang Taiping doesn't need it at all.

A few little swallows who were watching Zhang Taiping vigilantly just now saw Xiao Jin's figure, their feathers blew up again, guarding the edge of the nest as if they were facing a big enemy, their voices of panic joined together.A few more little swallows flew back from the outside to guard the nest, assuming a common resistance.

Standing on Zhang Taiping's arm, Xiao Jin just opened his eyes and glanced at it, then ignored him.

Zhang Taiping didn't call Xiao Jin down to scare the little swallows to avenge the peck just now, he is not that boring yet.But the matter of hatching eggs from the little swallows reminded Xiaojin that he was also a bird and a man, and he didn't know how to solve the problem of this offspring.

Only when looking at Zhang Taiping, Xiao Jin's eyes will not be as sharp as a knife, and the relaxed expression gives Zhang Taiping the feeling that a three or four-year-old child looks at his relatives.

Zhang Taiping stretched out his hand to caress the only soft feather on his head, it squinted its eyes in enjoyment and leaned against Zhang Taiping's hand with its head tilted.

"Marshal, someone is looking for you." At this moment, the voice of the village head came from the side of the yard.

Xiao Jin's eyes suddenly opened, a little annoyed at the interruption of the people who came, his sharp eyes fell on the village head and an old man in his 60s wearing glasses behind him.The lion lying next to Zhang Taiping's legs also stood up and looked warily at the stranger behind the village chief.

Stared at by an eagle and a dog, the old man felt a lot of pressure, and instead of following the village chief into the yard, he stood at the entrance of the yard and looked at it.

Zhang Taiping raised his arms upwards and let Xiao Jin fly into the sky.After circling a few times in the sky, Xiaojin turned around and flew towards the back of the south mountain.

Patting the lion's shoulder, Zhang Taiping came out to welcome the old man, but asked the village chief, "Is this the old man looking for me?"

"Yes, this gentleman is looking for you. It's a teacher in the university."

Just as Zhang Taiping was about to ask questions, the old man had already introduced himself: "I am a teacher at Northwest Agriculture and Forestry University, named Shao Fengguo. I came here after seeing the photo of Butterfly Valley uploaded on the Internet. May I ask who you are?" Isn't it the 'Little Village Girl' on the Internet?" When Teacher Shao asked this question, he was a little uncertain and weird, Zhang Taiping standing in front of him was really too tall, how could he be connected with the online name "Little Village Girl" At the same time, but because the Internet is a virtual thing, these screen names are just symbols and cannot judge a person's gender, so this question is asked.

"Little village girl?" Zhang Taiping was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, isn't this Fan Ming's screen name.Mr. Shao also said that he came here because of the photos of "Butterfly Valley". Zhang Taiping didn't have a camera at that time, and the photos about Butterfly Valley were all uploaded to the Internet by Fan Mingzhao.The old gentleman may have come here to inquire about Butterfly Valley.He waved his hand and said, "I'm not a 'little village girl', that's a girl, and I'm inconvenient to come out because of something, why don't you wait here for a while?"

"No hurry, no hurry, just wait a while." He was not polite, and he was really not in a hurry today.

This old gentleman is an experienced professor at the University of Agricultural Science and Technology, and has been engaged in the research of insects.Yesterday on the Internet, I accidentally saw a photo of a Butterfly Valley uploaded by a netizen named "Little Village Girl", and my address was attached below.He was doing a research on butterflies, and he saw many rare or even unseen butterflies in a series of photos, so he couldn't bear to come and find out.If it is true, it will be too valuable for my own research, even if it is not true, it will be regarded as a day or two of vacation for myself.

Zhang Taiping invited the old gentleman and the village chief into the house, sat down and served tea.

Mr. Shao took a sip of tea, looked at the two big dogs on the ground and asked, "You raised that eagle just now?"

Zhang Taiping nodded and said: "It is indeed raised by me."

"Then these two big dogs belong to you too?"

"Ah."

The old man gave Zhang Taiping a thumbs up and said: "It's amazing. I always think that anyone who can tame an eagle is a great person. That big eagle weighs sixty to seventy catties, right?"

Zhang Taiping didn't quite understand his method of dividing by weight, and said: "It's about the same. The spread of the wings is more than two meters wide, and the height of standing on the ground is sixty to seventy centimeters."

"That's right. Generally speaking, when an eagle grows up, its height and weight are about the same."

"There are not only eagles in the Marshal's house, but also two strange birds called parrots. Yes, they are parrots. There is also a golden-haired turtle the size of a millstone in the pond." The village chief strongly recommended it. Let's look at the highlights of Zhang Taiping's house.

"Is there really a golden-haired turtle as big as a millstone?" Mr. Shao asked in amazement. He often sees parrots, and it's not a big deal, but he has never seen the golden-haired turtle the size of a millstone mentioned by the village chief. Pass.

"Yes, why not, it's in the pond outside, you can see it when you go out." Then he stood up and walked out.

Mr. Shao was also very interested and stood up.Zhang Taiping naturally couldn't sit still.

"Oh, I haven't asked the little brother's name yet, is he called Dashuai?" Mr. Shao remembered that he hadn't asked Zhang Taiping's name when he went out.

"My surname is Zhang, and my name is Taiping. Dashuai is a nickname people call Shunkou." Zhang Taiping said with a smile.

Mr. Shao also said with a smile: "The name of Dashuai is not bad. It is imposing and easy to pronounce, so I followed the village chief's name."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter what you call it. I don't know what I should call the old man."

Old Mr. Shao laughed heartily and said, "You can call me Mr. Shao. If you don't feel comfortable, you can just call me 'Old Shao'."

"I'll still call you Teacher Shao."

"It's up to you."