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Two motorcycles set off.

Heiwa and his two companions chased after the motorcycle.

Because it was an uphill road, the motorcycles weren't going very fast, so the dogs ran quite easily, even managing to run ahead of the motorcycles.

After cycling for more than half an hour, they arrived at their destination.

It was still hot down the mountain, but the temperature on the mountain dropped several degrees. In particular, the water in the roadside ditches was so cold that his knuckles turned red Shi Wen touched it. The melted snow water was indeed as good as it was.

Everyone got off the motorcycles, carrying buckets and metal containers with comb-like teeth, and walked forward under Fu Meng's lead.

They hadn't walked far when they turned a corner, and there before them was a stretch of blueberry bushes on the alpine meadow, with blueberries bigger than a thumb swaying in the wind at the top of the bushes.

These wild blueberry bushes are short with slender branches, topped with plump blueberries in various colors, including dark blue, bluish-red, and more.

It looks very pleasing.

Shi Wen glanced at it and couldn't help but exclaim, "So many blueberries!"

Fu Meng laughed, "There are more ahead, and this whole area is full of them, feel free to pick them."

The two children couldn't resist any longer. They each took a small bucket and a tin bucket from Chang Qingqing and ran off to pick blueberries.

Then the three adults each chose a direction and began picking.

Shi Wen put Cong Zai down from her arms and let the dogs roam freely.

The dogs immediately darted into the blueberry bushes and started eating the ripe blueberries.

Judging from how nimble the dogs are, you can tell from their Shi Wen that they must hunt for wild food quite often.

Cong Zai walked into the blueberry bushes, placed its front paws on the blueberry branches, and also used its teeth to pick at the berries. From a distance, it looked quite like a "tiger sniffing a rose."

Woof woof!

"Meow!"

The sounds of cats meowing and dogs barking filled the air; the little creatures, venturing out to collect for the first time, seemed very excited.

An Wa, in particular, ran and jumped, so excited that her tail wagged so fast it left a blurry shadow.

This whole area was full of wild blueberries. Shi Wen ignored the dogs and Cong Zai, picked a cluster of blueberries, and prepared to start picking.

The blueberries on the branches were covered with a layer of white frost. Shi Wen popped it into her mouth.

Instantly, a unique aroma burst forth in my mouth.

Shi Wen's eyes lit up, and a look of amazement appeared on her face.

These wild blueberries are delicious; they have a very refreshing taste, are plump and juicy, sweet and sour, and have a twig-like aroma.

Compared to these, the blueberries in the supermarket are like stale mud balls.

Shi Wen plucked a handful of blueberries and popped them into his mouth, savoring their deliciousness. Then, he used a metal comb with teeth to pluck the blueberries from the thin branches. With a single lift, he had picked all the blueberries from the top of the branch.

He poured the blueberries into the large bucket he was carrying and continued picking.

The tin bucket is extremely efficient; one comb fills a small bucket.

In no time, the blueberries covered the bottom of the bucket.

This was even Shi Wen picking and eating as we went, without really picking carefully. If we had picked carefully, the efficiency would definitely have been much higher.

"Woof woof--"

Then came the excited barking of the dogs from ahead.

Two children called out from the front, "Uncle--"

"What's wrong?" Hearing the children call his name, Shi Wen carried the bucket over.

Fu Senze exclaimed, "Uncle, the blueberries here are so sweet!"

Fu Ningjia picked some blueberries, one for herself and one for Cong Zai beside her. The little girl's face was full of seriousness, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with a person eating one and a cat eating one.

Several dogs, left unfed, stood on their hind legs, upright, and opened their mouths wide to gnaw on blueberries from the branches.

Shi Wen got closer, he noticed that the mouths of the two children and the dogs were all black, especially the dogs, whose tongues were a dark blue-black when they opened their mouths.

No wonder they wag their tails so enthusiastically.

It seems they all ate quite a few delicious blueberries.

As he approached this distance, Shi Wen suddenly caught a strong, sweet scent, a scent he hadn't smelled before.

"Huh?" He looked surprised, glanced at the blueberry bushes in front of him, reached out and picked a blueberry from the side that the dog hadn't eaten, tossed it into his mouth—

Instantly, the sweet juice burst in her mouth, filling Shi Wen's entire mind.

These blueberries are delicious!

Unlike other sweet and sour blueberries, these blueberries are purely sweet with no tartness, and have a richer, more intense flavor—they are absolutely delicious.

Shi Wen pinched the blueberry leaf and looked at it, wondering if it was different from other blueberries.

Seeing this, little Fu Senze helped Heiwa and the others take credit, saying, "This is the blueberry bush that Heiwa and the others found!"

As he spoke, Fu Senze patted Le Wa's head.

Le Wa looked up and barked loudly, "Woof!"

Shi Wen, "Heiwa and his gang are really amazing."

The dogs seemed to sense the praise, puffing out their chests and behaving very proudly.

Cong Zai nimbly hopped over and gently rubbed its head against Shi Wen's leg. "Meow."

After Shi Wen that the dog had been praised, a thought struck me.

He could actually smell the sweet aroma, so does that mean he could also distinguish which blueberries were better and which were just average by smell?

He simply got stuck in a fixed mindset and somewhat overlooked this innate talent for smell.

Maybe I can try it today?

Thinking of this, he smiled and said to the two children and the group of little ones, "You guys pick them here, I'll go check ahead."

"Woof woof!" Heiwa barked Shi Wen Shiwen, indicating that he had no objection.

Shi Wen someone carrying a bucket walking forward.

They are all blueberries from the same region, but they ripen at slightly different times.

Some were overripe and started to shrivel on the tree.

Some were still greenish-red or purplish-red, clearly not ripe yet.

Use your sense of Shi Wen to carefully distinguish the smells in the air.

He followed the sweet smell and soon found several berries, each a deep black, almost the size of a glass marble.