Old Xia raised his binoculars and glanced at the terraced fields hundreds of meters away. His body was visibly shivering. He quickly put down the binoculars and looked with his naked eyes, and found the figure hundreds of meters away who was chasing ducks in the fields. In his own eyes, it was just a small black spot that appeared occasionally, and it would be nice to see it. Where else could he tell what he was doing there
Then he picked up the binoculars and looked at it again. It was true that a forty-year-old farmer was chasing ducks there. Not only did people watch very well, even the ducks he chased were clear.
"Your kid is putting ducks in the field?"
Both Xia San and Seinfeld who asked this question were a little confused. Aren’t they talking about Telescope just now? Why did you talk about ducks all at once
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "Because the land over there is too far, and it's on the mountain, the people who go up and down the mountain want to weed the fields very well, so I wanted to drive a group of ducks to try to see if I could give the grass to the field. Except, I didn’t expect this effect to be good."
Duck weeding? This sounded strange, Xia San quickly followed Xia Lao's gaze, but he was old and his eyesight was far less than Xia Lao's, so he stood here and couldn't see anything.
Seinfeld’s eyes were so good that she could see people moving in the terraces hundreds of meters away, so she couldn't see clearly whether she was driving a duck or not.
At this moment, the two of them couldn't help but look at the telescope in Old Xia's hands. Nanbucheng, this ordinary copper pipe, can really make people see things thousands of miles away
"Good thing!" Old Xia didn't say any strange tricks this time.
Wu Zheng asked, "Does Xia always say ducks or telescopes are better?"
"Of course it's the telescope, duck? Only you kid can think of using ducks to weed the fields, and you are not afraid that the ducks will eat the rice."
Wu Zheng said: “Ducks actually don’t eat grass and eat things like insects and loach in the fields. The reason why those grasses are gone is actually because they were in the silt when they were stepped on by the ducks. As for this telescope, Mr. Xia didn’t know. What's so good about this thing?"
"Is your kid trying to test the old man?"
"The kid doesn't dare. Before doing something, the kid originally wanted to make it to watch the moon and the stars with the lady. As for his benefits, the kid really didn't think about it."
Old Xia snorted: "Admiring the moon and staring at the stars? Fortunately, your kid is still an eight-rank noisy captain. Didn't you think of using this thing on the battlefield? My big Zhou warrior. With this thing, it is expected that the enemy will be a piece of cake."
"That's it. Actually, I learned how to admire the moon and see the stars, too! Don't Xia want to know if there is Chang'e on the moon?"
Old Xia couldn't help but stunned. He looked at Wu Zheng for a while but shook his head helplessly, as if he had something to say but didn't know how to say it, maybe he himself was upset now! Why didn't I expect to use this telescope to see the moon? What kind of scene would it look like to see the moon with this thing
Seeing Mr. Xia's mixed look on his face, Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Tell you a secret, don't tell my master."
Old Xia looked at Wu Zheng with a vigilant face and said, "What kind of ghost do you want to hit, pay attention?"
"No, I just want to say that there is a better mirror like this from my master. This mirror is used to see far away, and there is another mirror from Master to see small ones. The Buddhists say that a world of sand is a world, and a drop of water. There are also thousands of lives in it. Xia Lao thinks what Buddhism can say is right or wrong?"
"This... what the Buddhism said is just a metaphor."
Wu Zheng shook his head and smiled: "Actually, what I want to say is that the Buddhist school is really right on this point, because my master and his old man have seen it with his own eyes. Why hasn't his old man been screaming at you? "
Old Xia was stunned again. It should be said that he was completely stupid. Wu Zheng said so much and actually only said two things, one is to see if there is Chang'e on the moon, and the other is to say that there is no Chang'e on the moon. Are there thousands of lives.
But these two sentences are like two knives, which have been stabbed into his old heart every minute, not wanting his old life, but this feeling is worse than killing his own old life.
Seeing that Mr. Xia was being silly, Wu Zheng smiled satisfied, and then waved to Xiang'er.
Xianger carried a small basket in which Wu Zheng made sweet-scented osmanthus candy and candied melons. This was actually Wu Zheng's gift to Xia Lao.
As for... (End of this chapter)