After saying that, the abbot pointed to a copper plate hanging in the pavilion and said, "This plate is filled with sesame oil and can be added at any time. In addition, the lantern wood has been treated long ago and is hollow. The lantern in the oil lamp in the bottle is directly tied to the copper plate filled with sesame oil through the middle hole of the lantern wood, so that the oil supply problem will be solved."

After explaining this question, he introduced again without waiting for Zhong Jinwei to ask: "The waste cigarette produced by ignition of the oil lamp in the bottle is smoothly discharged through the small holes opened on the top side, without leaking rainwater."

Zhong Jinwei nodded repeatedly when he heard this. Although this pavilion is not big, it should have taken a lot of thought. Ordinary people really can't do it so perfectly.

When the abbot saw Zhong Jinwei, he praised him and praised him: "Xu Qiaojiang is a famous carpenter in Suzhou. He spent seven months alone to design and build this pavilion. He has a heart that worships Buddha, which is extremely pious."

Then the abbot walked to the outside of the pavilion and pointed to a stone tablet and said, "Please look, in order to thank them for their donations, the Beishi specially carved a merit monument to commemorate it."

Zhong Jinwei walked over casually and looked at the stone tablet. The first line of words on the stone tablet indicated that the donor was Xu Zhengming, and there were some names of the people who paid the money and materials.

He found that the information on the stone tablet seemed to be a problem, so he said to the abbot: "Master, you praise Xu Qiaojiang for his superb skills and his heart to worship Buddha, his heart to be pious. But why do I think this person's skills are good, but the heart to be pious at the end of worship Buddha may not necessarily be?"

The reason why Zhong Jinwei said this was because he vaguely felt that the abbot said so much, and in fact he was also hinting that he had made more contributions to his Fahua Temple.

But Zhong Jinwei himself did not believe in Buddhism. Instead of donating more money to the temple, it would be better to donate it to help refugees and disaster victims. Therefore, he found this flaw and refuted the abbot.

When the abbot heard this, he didn't understand why Zhong Jinwei had such a guess, so he asked, "Why did the donor say this?"

"The master also said that Xu Qiaojiang is a famous person in Suzhou, with such high craftsmanship. As far as I know, a craftsman who is proficient in a craftsmanship will not have a bad living standard. So if his devout worship of Buddha is so pious, why didn't he donate materials but only labor?" Zhong Jinwei pointed to the stone tablet and asked the abbot.

Unexpectedly, the abbot smiled and shook his head, and then said to Zhong Jinwei: "The donor is a good master. Xu Jiejiang's skill is very good, and he is famous far and wide. But he did not spend time to earn his life needs, and he was devoted to some strange skills, so that his carpenter shop could not make ends meet and his life was in a difficult situation. In this way, how could he have the spare money to give merits?"

Zhong Jinwei was most disgusted with the ancients' strange tricks and tricks, because it was this reason that many good things in ancient times were suppressed and did not spread to later generations.

Therefore, after hearing what the abbot said, he asked the abbot: "What is a strange trick?"

Zhong Jinwei was about to hear what he had done so that he could refute the abbot and talk about him well.

Since the abbot had guessed Zhong Jinwei's identity and wanted to get benefits, he naturally said everything he knew and said everything. He only heard him answer: "This Xu Qiaojiang spent all his money and used all his thoughts to make many things that were too ingenious and useless. The most famous one was the katsu cart."

Without understanding, Zhong Jinwei asked again: "What is a stool car?"

The abbot began to gesture and said, "It's like a selves chair, with a mechanism underneath, and the teeth and teeth are inconsistent. When a person sits on a chair, he uses his feet to rotate up and down, so that the chair can be more than a foot away from the ground, and fly across the port without crossing the bridge."

Zhong Jinwei was confused when he heard this and suddenly became stunned. The abbot said as if he was very similar to the helicopters in later generations. So he quickly asked, "Can you really fly?"

When the abbot saw Zhong Jinwei, he nodded and said, "You can fly. But if you don't have a bridge, you have spent more than ten years to make this thing. It's really not a good job..."

Zhong Jinwei got the confirmation from the abbot, but he still cares about what he said later.

In the late Ming Dynasty, some people made something similar to a helicopter, and used human power to rotate and flew people across small rivers. For later generations, it was really unimaginable.

Zhong Jinwei immediately ignored the abbot's chatter, and even more so on, so he asked the abbot: "Where is this Xu Qiaojiang, please send someone to take me to see you."

When the abbot heard this, he was a little unhappy. Before all his goals were achieved, the noble man was about to run away.

Zhong Jinwei saw a little of his meaning from the abbot's face, and immediately said to Gu Baichuan who was following him: "Donate some incense money to Fahua Temple."

Then he turned around and said, "I don't have much time, so please send someone to Suzhou to find Xu Qiaojiang."

When the abbot heard this, he hurriedly said, "The donor misunderstood. The donor can come to my Fahua Temple. The Buddha showed his spirit and instructions. It is because he is destined to be. The poor monk is shameless and does not ask for the donor's incense money, but only asks the donor to keep a piece of ink treasure for the low temple to commemorate it."

When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he was speechless. His dog crawling with calligraphy, so he could tell. But why did these ancient people just want this? They had to ask for some ink treasures?

Seeing that Zhong Jinwei seemed to not want to give it, the abbot was a little anxious and said, "Donor, the Buddha has never appeared in the Buddha in Beishi. Today I will see the arrival of the Battle of the Battle of the Buddha..."

"Okay, okay, I'll leave one for you." Zhong Jinwei interrupted the abbot when he saw that the abbot was about to nag again.

When the abbot heard this, he didn't care about the impatientness in Zhong Jinwei's tone, and quickly said to the little shaman who followed outside the pavilion: "Show up the four treasures of the study."

As soon as the little novice monk received the instructions of the abbot, he immediately took out the four treasures of the study and presented them to him.

Seeing this attitude, Zhong Jinwei clearly had a premeditation and wanted to leave behind some magic treasures.

Grandma, do you want to have a trick? Okay, I will give you a picture of a trick. Zhong Jinwei was thinking about it, and he was in the pavilion and asked someone to grind ink and serve him.

Zhong Jinwei's guards were a little curious and wanted to see what calligraphy the Duke left, so they focused their attention on the pavilion.

Gu Baichuan has a high status and is right behind Zhong Jinwei, watching the Duke's treasures with Zheng Zhilong.

After everything was ready, Zhong Jinwei grabbed the brush, wrote it on the rice paper in a simplified manner, and threw the brush and said, "Okay, take it!"

Gu Baichuan and Zheng Zhilong didn't understand what the Duke was writing. They looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

The abbot stroked his beard uncontrollably while watching, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, it's true that the reincarnation of the Dou Zhan Sheng Buddha. It's so lucky that Beishi got this ink treasure!"

Zhong Jinwei was speechless, and he did not answer the topic, and urged the abbot to say, "Now, go back to the temple and send someone to Suzhou to find Xu Qiaojiang."
Chapter completed!