After exciteing the audience in the live broadcast room for a while, Wen Wanwan touched the big guy's head, and then continued to introduce it.

"Generally speaking, most of the cervid and bovid in the artiodactyls rely on their horns to fight for mates, and the winner gets the right to mate."

"But the black musk deer relies on fangs, and the longer the fangs, the more attractive it is to the opposite sex, probably like humans seeing handsome guys and beautiful women."

Wen Wanwan found a place to sit down, pointed the camera at the big guy's dark face, and then continued to explain.

"In fact, a long time ago, most artiodactyl animals had tusks, including horses, camels, and sika deer, and their ancestors had similar tusks in their mouths."

"At that time, the grass didn't have as many serrations as it does now, and it was easier to chew."

"It's just that the grass at that time naturally made itself tougher in order not to be eaten."

"Later, as most herbivores evolved fangs, the grass gradually became what it is today with many serrations under natural adjustments."

"And the grass has evolved, and most herbivores have naturally evolved in order to adapt, and they have lost their fangs, made their teeth stronger, and even developed flat teeth."

"This tooth structure helps them chew on the jagged or spiky grass better without scratching the mouth."

"It's clear that the black musk deer is a species that has been carried over from that era."

"It's just that the black musk deer, which has a history of countless years, is very powerless in the face of human expansion."

"The musk produced by the black musk deer is extremely high in terms of taste and medicinal value, and before the 90s, a large number of poachers carried out poaching activities against the black musk deer."

"In just ten years, less than 5,000 black musk deer have been left from the more than 40,000 black musk deer that originally lived on this land."

"Even this number is declining, and it is expected that in ten years' time, the population of black musk deer will be on the verge of reaching a tipping point of 1,000 individuals."

With Wen Wanwan's calm science popularization voice, the entire live broadcast room suddenly became lively.

Douglas: [This guy actually looks good, why do you want to hunt it!] 】

Frozen pears: [Tens of thousands, this is not counting the number of reproduction during the period......]

Autumn Window Wind and Rain: [Isn't there a protected area for black musk deer now?] 】

Wen Wanwan watched the barrage in the live broadcast room for a while, and was silent for a moment before continuing to explain.

"It is difficult for black musk deer to survive in captivity, and no large-scale farms have been established so far."

"In terms of the reserve, it is classified as the habitat of the Nujiang Nature Reserve and the Gaoligong Mountain Nature Reserve, and there is no special setting for the black musk deer."

This guy is indeed precious enough, and there are prescriptions for black musk in many medical books that have been handed down from ancient times in our country.

If this guy goes extinct, I'm afraid these prescriptions will become history completely.

Wen Wanwan looked at the big guy lying quietly beside her, and patted its back with a little distress.

Now it is possible to see wild protected animals, especially this extremely precious one, which is basically only possible in this primeval jungle.

Wen Wanwan vaguely remembered that when she was in college, she had a graduate student, and when she was deciding on her graduation thesis, she directly identified the wild South China tiger without human intervention with a wave of her hand.

So far, it has been extended for five full years, and the number of wild South China tigers in our country is less than fifty, and this thing wants to be seen, so far it can only be found in the deepest part of the Qinling Mountains.

That senior brother organized no less than fifteen scientific expeditions to go deep into the Qinling Mountains, but let alone the South China Tiger, he couldn't find even a single tiger hair.

"You don't mind if I take some hair, right?"

Wen Wanwan rubbed the big guy's head, and plucked off a little hair from the big guy's body with a smile.

This thing is a genetic save for most people, but it's very useful for Wen Wanwan.

In the tradition of druid remedies, black musk hair is burned to ash and mixed with other herbs to treat acute encephalitis in pastoral dogs.

Although Wen Wanwan didn't know what the use of burning the hair into ashes was, this recipe was used like this, and it wouldn't work without any medicine.

There are many similar recipes, such as a soup made with chicken comb and other herbs, which can relieve the pain of folded ears cats.

For example, the hair on the tail of a black swan is boiled in boiling water to make other medicinal herbs, which can be used to treat constipation in cattle after turning into a paste.

In fact, in many cases, the aid station does not use the equipment of Western medicine, and with the prescription of the druid, it can be directly cured.

But many of the herbs are either too hard to find or are on the verge of extinction.

There are even many medicinal materials that have been extinct for many years, and as a last resort, Wen Wanwan can only choose a combination of Chinese and Western medicine to maintain the aid station.

Sealing the gray hairs with plastic wrap and stuffing them into the backpack, Wen Wanwan also stretched out and stood up.

"There isn't much time for the lunch break, so let's go back early and have lunch before we can continue walking."

patted the big guy's head again, and Wen Wanwan also rushed back to the camp with the audience in the live broadcast room along the traces of coming.

As soon as I stepped into the vicinity of the waterhole, a smell of meat permeated.

Wen Wanwan twitched her nose, and her eyes suddenly locked on the stove.

The timing of her return can be said to be just right, and the cook lifted the lid to show off today's lunch.

Large pieces of beef brisket stewed potatoes with steamed rice make the eyes of hungry people glow green all morning.

Wen Wanwan cleaned the lunch box almost as fast as possible and lined up.

The cook glanced up at Wen Wanwan, and then silently picked up the big spoon next to him.

After filling two large spoonfuls, he asked with some hesitation.

"Not enough for more?"

"Then a few more potatoes!"

"Okay!"

The large spoon shook in the pan a little, and the potatoes were filled and covered with it.

This is not a surprise to the cooks, this kind of thing is extremely physically demanding, and it is normal to eat a lot in the evening.

But for the audience in the live broadcast room, looking at the lunch that has become a hill, the barrage suddenly became joyful.

Zhou Zhou Maruko: [Ahahaha, is it enough? One more! 】

Qian Zhenglun: [Knock, this lunch is worth my food for a week!] 】

It's really a big mouthful of trees: [Just highlight an outrageous, I can't eat so much even if I'm hungry for a month!] 】

(End of chapter)