The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!-Chapter 194 - 193: Not a Single Morsel Wasted

The old village chief’s smile froze on his dark face, a faint, barely perceptible twitch flashing through the crisscrossed wrinkles.

His eyes were glued to the scattered raisins, his cracked lips trembling slightly.

Although the villagers behind him maintained polite smiles, their clenched fists and reddened eyes had long betrayed their sorrow.

The oasis where their village was located was small, and the carefully nurtured vineyard was limited in size. Every year, the raisins they produced were marketed as premium products.

To entertain the celebrities this time, fearing the stars who had seen the world would disdain the local specialties from their village, the elders squatted in the sun-drying field, picking one by one the plumpest and most golden raisins.

What they were now serving the guests were premium products even they were usually reluctant to eat, while only the leftover second-grade goods were left for their children to satisfy their cravings.

Yao Yingzhe was secretly pleased with his recent "Life is like naan and raisins" high speech—both breaking the awkwardness and subtly highlighting his experience. He smoothed his meticulously groomed sideburns, the corner of his eye sweeping over everyone’s reactions, feeling quite proud of his on-the-spot performance.

Ming Xueying timely chimed in, her delicate hand making an exaggerated thumbs up, admiration swirling in her eyes: "Uncle Yao, your words are truly enlightening! No wonder people say ’Those with real skills embrace even the sweet rewards’."

Yao Yingzhe heard this, the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothing out. He let out a slightly pretentious cough but couldn’t hide the upward curve of his mouth.

"Ah, you young people—" he drawled, unconsciously rubbing the agarwood bracelet on his wrist, his knuckles sliding back and forth over the dark brown beads, as if counting the pleasure of being flattered.

Xu Ying caught the village chief’s pained gaze, looked up at the sky, and took out a whistle, which had a small bat sticker on it.

The fruit bats brought up from the underground, five of them stuck to her like little tails and wouldn’t leave, so Xu Ying took them to the rescue station. Whenever Xu Ying had to go out at night, they would hover overhead and transform into Xu Ying’s nighttime security team.

This time, shooting the program was no exception.

The fruit bats were sticking to Xu Ying, asking her to tell them the location of the evening’s program recording; they were curious about human TV variety shows.

However, today the other three bats slept in and got up late, so only two of them arrived, but eating these raisins was no problem for them.

Ye Jie saw the people around starting to praise Yao Yingzhe, scratched her head, confusion flashing in her eyes.

What the heck was this uncle babbling about, she only saw the raisins falling to the ground.

She noticed Xu Ying’s action of taking out the whistle and approached her, "Little Xu Station Chief, what are you going to do?"

Xu Ying smiled slightly: "The raisins are sweet, I’m inviting a few friends to have them."

She whispered in Ye Jie’s ear, telling her that some big bats would arrive shortly and not to be afraid.

Ye Jie nodded, the decorative hairpieces on her head were a bit heavy, she rubbed her sore neck.

Noticing this, Xu Ying could only hope tonight’s recording would end early, so she could get off work sooner.

When Ming Xueying was done praising Yao Yingzhe, Jia Yao was about to chime in, ready to flatter Yao Yingzhe, "Uncle Yao, you’ve eaten more salt than we’ve eaten rice, I—"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp whistle pierced through the air, instantly stabbing his eardrums, interrupting his flattery.

Jia Yao covered his ears, looking dissatisfied at Xu Ying, who blew the whistle: "Why are you blowing the whistle for no reason, can’t you see others are talking? You attention-seeker—"

Jia Yao hadn’t finished his sentence when two large bats, entirely black with a wingspan of one and a half meters, descended from the sky!

They landed in front of him, the dust kicked up by their wings flew into his face, and quite a bit got into his eyes and his babbling mouth.

Jia Yao rubbed his eyes vigorously, unapologetically spitting out the sand. When he opened his eyes, he saw the half-man-tall bats standing in front of him, almost scaring him to death.

The others were also startled by the sudden appearance of the bats, "Oh my god, there are bats this big, feels like they could carry a kid away!"

Xu Ying reassured the others present: "Everyone, don’t be afraid, these two are partners from our rescue station, fruit bats."

"They are herbivores and can spread seeds for humans. In one night, they are capable of spreading sixty thousand seeds, restoring degraded forest lands much more efficiently than human efforts."

"I’ve given them health check-ups; they are healthy bats, not diseased ones. With normal social distancing, everyone can feel at ease interacting with them."

Hearing Xu Ying’s explanation, everyone was slightly relieved.

The live broadcast room exploded with comments:

[What is this, a live-action Batman?!]

[Wow, a wingspan close to one and a half meters?! I feel like they could carry me away.]

[Little Xu Station Chief pulling out the whistle is making me cry, how on earth can she even summon bats?!]

[Did she deliberately bring her little bros to scare the other guests, looking for attention?]

—"Whoosh!"

The two fruit bats flew down to the ground and upon seeing the fallen raisins, fluttered their wings in excitement: [Little Xu Station Chief, humans don’t eat things that fell on the ground, right? Can we try them?]

Before Xu Ying could say anything, the two fruit bats began begging for food. She chuckled and nodded.

The two large bats promptly devoured the fallen raisins, not leaving a morsel.

The largest fruit bat folded its wings and landed on Xu Ying’s shoulder, its furry ears twitching, as if to invite praise it nuzzled her clothes with its head.

Xu Ying casually scratched its chin, then turned to the dumbfounded villagers and winked: "Don’t worry, the fruit bats’ digestive system is special, raisins are like candy to them—"

She suddenly paused, as she noticed the old village chief trembling as he reached for the last raisin on the ground.

In the close-up shot, dirt from the vineyard still clung beneath the old man’s fingernails.

The comment section went silent for a few seconds, then Xu Ying’s fans and the general audience began flooding it:

[This is too much, folks, I thought Uncle Yao made sense, now it feels like justifying dropping things on the ground.]

[Xu Ying noticed even the villagers’ reluctance to eat, now this is the true detail goddess.]

[Too heartwarming, eating things off the ground might mean bacteria for humans, but bats have super immune systems, it’s no issue at all.]

Initially, the old village chief thought the bats were big and black, somewhat ominous, but seeing them help clean up the fallen raisins, he turned his gaze to Xu Ying, understanding this young woman’s warm-hearted gesture.

The old village chief was moved to tears, "Thank you."

Xu Ying placed the whistle back in her pocket, "Village Chief, these raisins are incredibly sweet."

"What’s the brand name? Where can I buy them? Let’s have the production team put up a link."

She tapped her finger on the fruit bat’s bulging cheek pouch, "Even our flying quality control inspectors certify them as good goods."

"They’ll definitely sell out!"