Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 624 - 285: Searching for the Tree_1

Chapter 624: Chapter 285: Searching for the Tree_1

"There’s no doubt in the truth of the saying, ’many hands make light work’.

By just the third day in the afternoon, Yan Fei found himself squatting at the entrance of a large mushroom greenhouse that had been planted with Agaricus bisporus seedlings, grinning like an old farmer at his plot of land.

Not just that, the wild grass that used to cover this previously empty plot of land had completely disappeared—at least for now.

The weeds were gone, replaced with young watermelon sprouts that shivered gently in the afternoon sun with the help of the breeze from the river. Moreover, before planting the watermelon sprouts, an ample supply of fertilizer had already been added to the field. His only job was to water the whole field thoroughly after everyone else had left.

This impressively speedy progress would definitely be a source of astoundment if mentioned outside. However, considering the many people involved, you can understand. During the transplanting of watermelon sprouts, many people did not even have tools but relied solely on their hands, laboriously planting each sprout and transforming a chunk of farmland. The only limitation was the rather small entrance to the greenhouse.

All this labor spent was just for the earthworms that Yan Fei didn’t have time to sun dry. What’s there to be unhappy about, considering that?

After all, today’s efforts aren’t wasted—they would definitely reap rewards later on.

Take this large piece of farmland for example, in no time, it will blossom and bear fruit. Eventually, this barren piece of land will be filled with large, green watermelons covered in black patterns.

A few distant barks from dogs abruptly woke Yan Fei from his daydreaming. He looked around and once again, a smile appeared on his face.

He whistled and from afar, three tiny figures, glimmering violet in the sunlight, raced towards him. These three juvenile sables were the major contributors behind this land transformation, being skilled at catching mice and no less competent than the two large dogs—they were small, hence very agile and had more advantages when chasing mice.

However, these runts were clearly less easy to train compared to the two dogs. It took Yan Fei a lot of effort to let them realize they could exchange caught mice for food. But with the expanding farmlands in need of constant protection from mice, the retrains were worth it.

While the three of them were not there yet, two large dogs were huffing and puffing, running towards him from another direction. One of them actually was carrying a still squirming mouse in its mouth—this place used to be a waste ground, so these mice were quite audacious, even dared to saunter out in broad daylight. Needless to say, this mouse must be one of those who tried to sneak around and cause mischief.

The dog named Little Tiger, who had caught the mouse, trotted up to Yan Fei, dropped the mouse in front of him and began wagging its tail expectantly, demanding praise for its deeds.

Yan Fei held out his open palm. Little Tiger immediately stretched out its snout to savour the treat, only to discover that there was nothing in his owner’s hand, barking at him confusedly.

Just after the bark, a slice of dried meat appeared in the previously empty hand. Then, Yan Fei’s hand flicked and the meat slice flew up into the air. Little Tiger, without a moment’s hesitation, jumped up, skillfully opened its mouth and snatched the meat slice out of the air, gobbling it down after a couple of chews.

In reality, these two dogs always had their fill—the game of mouse-catching in exchange for small pieces of dried meat was just fun for them. Even when they were full, they would still habitually catch mice, hoping for more dried meat.

Yan Fei whistled once again, waved at the roof of a nearby house and pointed at the dead mice on the ground. The two golden eagles perched on the roof immediately began to flap their wings and swooped down. The faster of the two, snatched the mouse before the other eagle could and flew off with it towards the sky.

The other eagle let out a disappointed cry, flapped its wings and returned to the roof.

Soon the eagle that flew away returned, clamoring at its owner for a ’trash cleaning’ reward.

Yan Fei casually threw a piece of dried meat at it and felt a sense of satisfaction over his trained creatures.

Although these creatures were all wild by nature, both those that flew in the sky and those ran on the ground had been tamed by his might and were generally obedient. They knew that disobedience would lead to punishment and being good would reward them, even these wild fellows knew the difference between right and wrong.

With these companions around and observing the surroundings once again, Yan Fei felt there wasn’t much to do for the time being. He hopped on his motorcycle and went to the cattle farm to arrange for some farmhands to keep an eye on the greenhouse before riding away.

Not long after, a little black bird named Yan Fei appeared in the sky. When the two golden eagles saw it from afar, they tried to catch up and join in on the fun, but they were soon left far behind.

First, he circled around the hills near Wancheng City. Whether it was the minor stream or the peak of a valley, he flew non-stop, not missing any spot, as if checking for weed outgrowth in the farmland—in other words, having a fun ride."

Whenever he saw any special-looking trees, he would stop to take a look and then estimate it in his mind.

Several days had passed, and it was time to find a few trees to plant on the plot of land in the provincial city, so that Boss Wang could start building the house. In the past few days, every night when Xu Xiaoyan returned to school after dinner, she would send a message to his pager.

It was not until last night that the young lady hesitantly asked: when will the construction on that plot of land begin?

Thinking of her expectations, Yan Fei felt that he could not delay any longer. Initially, he thought that if he found a good plot of land and planted trees immediately, it would be too hasty. But after these few days, it should be about time, right?

He had already decided that what he needed to look for were trees that looked beautiful, were older in age, but not too large or tall.

The reason was simple, that two-acre plot, if a house was to be built on it, it would definitely be large. A typical residential land in rural areas, with a building and a yard, would take up about two hundred square meters. However, that two-acre plot had over a thousand square meters and could accommodate several such farmhouses.

But when it came to planting trees, it was quite a dilemma.

For instance, the thousand-year-old gingko tree in Sancha River township, which didn’t seem large from underneath, but in fact, its canopy occupied more than three acres of land. If he were to plant such a tree, his small plot of land would not be enough, not to mention he also needed to build a house.

However, if he planted a few small saplings or just some flowers and grass, he would not be satisfied.

So over the past few days, while others were working, he was inwardly conflicted for a long time. The dinosaur world did have all kinds of trees, but the problem was that he did not have much understanding of plants. It was not a big deal if he treated some lumber casually for a small construction, but if he inadvertently cultivated some extinct plants, there would certainly not be a lack of botanists in the provincial city. His yard was by the roadside, and if someone accidentally saw it, it would cause trouble.

Hence, after pondering for several days, he finally decided to prioritize safety and look for a plant from the existing ones!

Originally, he thought he would be able to find trees in the mountains, but when he really began to search, he found that finding a few suitable trees was not so easy!

As he shuttled between the mountains, Yan Fei couldn’t help but mumble in his heart that trees in the nearby mountains were too sparse, and he didn’t find any particularly satisfactory ones.

He didn’t even realize that his requirements were just too stringent - desired beauty and age. Since it needed to be old, the tree would definitely be large. Yet he further demanded a smaller canopy and not too tall, so that he could plant several trees on his two-acre plot. Such trees were definitely not easy to find.

In fact, he was influenced by his childhood experiences playing around the ancient buildings, which made him subconsciously believe that such imitation ancient structures must be surrounded by some old trees. For instance, near the ancient buildings, there were several large trees that needed at least two or three people to encircle, which looked particularly pleasing paired with the ancient buildings.

Fortunately, he lacked exposure, otherwise if he had seen the Imperial Palace or some other historical gardens, finding matching trees would have been even harder. Now, he only had these minimal requirements, which were already low.

He wandered about until dark, covering the vicinity of mountains and rivers, and finally found a few satisfactory trees. He didn’t know their names, but they met his requirements, appeared old enough, and were not very big but full of vicissitudes. Besides, this tree was in the deep mountain, the nearest village was also quite far away, so he considered them ownerless. He directly dug them out and flew away.

However, he was still not quite satisfied. There was still room for several more trees on his plot, it was still not enough. He was not discouraged. It was already dark, so he transformed into a cinerous vulture and slowly flew over the forest. As long as he relied on the body of the cinerous vulture, in the mountain forest with no dinosaurs, he was not afraid of any sudden attacks.

After circling around a mountainous area, he would fly higher when there were no more mountains and look for the next mountain range to continue searching. As long as he remembered his way home, it didn’t matter how far he went.

From evening till the moon and stars were bright, he searched until dawn and finally found a few trees on a slope. They looked a bit strange, with trunks that appeared to be hundreds of years old, but had very few leaves and branches, looking like sick trees.

But in this expanse of forest, there were quite a few trees like this. They all looked like this, so it was unlikely they were all diseased. If so, it must be the natural appearance of these trees.

At the beginning, he planned to dig them directly by himself, but when he flew high and saw that not far away, separated by a small hill, there were a few log cabins, and not much further away, a few small villages.

This made it impossible to dig directly. After wandering around for so long, he understood that those few log cabins were probably inhabited by forest rangers. So the trees were actually owned. After thinking about it, he simply moved to another area further deeper in the forest to see if there were any such trees there.