Prince Fusu couldn't wait to open the disposable chopsticks, gently picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth.
In an instant, the delicious taste of pickled fish spreads on the tip of your tongue. The sour and spicy taste blends perfectly with the tender fish meat, bringing the ultimate taste enjoyment.
He couldn't help but close his eyes and savor the wonderful taste, as if he was in a food paradise.
He never knew fish could be cooked so deliciously!
And there are no fish bones!
He was already hungry, so he ate a large box of white rice with the pickled fish.
fragrant!
It smells so good!
This is simply the most delicious thing on earth!
It tasted better than any fish he had ever eaten before.
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On the other side, Li Rongrong didn't know that Fusu had been conquered by the pickled fish.
Because before she had time to eat, she received a call from the courier, saying that the eye chart she bought the night before had just been delivered.
After Li Rongrong signed for the express delivery, she sent the eye chart to Fusu.
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Prince Fusu was enjoying his meal when a roll of drawing paper floated out of the magic mirror.
He put down his chopsticks and opened it.
It was a roll of strange paper. The material of the paper was surprisingly smooth, different from the paper used for writing and sending letters, and there were strange symbols drawn on it.
Fortunately, the immortal did not forget to write instructions for him.
This eye chart is so useful that it can easily check for eye diseases without even requiring a doctor’s consultation. It really is something from the gods!
That's wonderful.
After studying how to use the eye chart, Prince Fusu took the chart and went to find the Mohist disciples in person.
They also played a significant role when the Huns attacked last time.
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Mo Yuan and Mo Sheng, father and son, are studying the air nail gun given by the immortal.
Trying to replicate one out of wood.
The structure of this small air nail gun is indeed complicated, and it took them several days of research to achieve results.
When Mo Nan heard them stop, he came out holding a military coat and groped his way out, "Father, it's cold outside, warm your hands quickly."
Seeing that she was only wearing her usual heavy clothes, Mo Yuan stopped what he was doing, hugged her in his arms and walked into the house.
Mo Sheng pushed his wheelchair and followed them. "Sister, why are you coming out wearing such thin clothes?"
"The military coat is too long, I always step on it..." Mo Nan whispered.
Mo Yuan suddenly realized what was going on and felt sad.
The military coat was too big, even taller than her daughter, and she couldn't see, so she naturally felt it was a burden.
"It's okay, An Nan. I'll ask Mrs. Liang next door to make you a military coat."
"No need. I don't go out often, so give it to father and brother." Mo Nan shook his head and said very sensibly.
Their family only had two military coats, which they had received when they were rushing to make weapons in the military camp two days ago.
Prince Fusu arrived at this time.
Mo Sheng heard footsteps outside the door.
Turning the wheelchair around, he saw Prince Fusu, also wearing a military coat, standing outside the door.
Thinking of the entrustment, Mo Sheng quickly pushed his wheelchair forward and saluted, "Sir, please come in."
Prince Fusu nodded and said, "No need to be polite."
The two men walked into the house, and Prince Fusu looked around their room.
There are many wooden mechanical props placed in the house, including mechanical birds flying in cages, and wooden men who can sweep the floor by pressing the mechanism...all of the designs are ingenious.
Mo Sheng followed his line of sight and explained, "This is a mechanism that my father developed because he was worried that it would be inconvenient for us."
Prince Fusu nodded and wrote down the interesting mechanism, intending to share it with the immortal in the evening.
As they were talking, Mo Yuan came out from the inner room holding Mo Nan.
"Brother, I think I heard a guest coming."
"Sister, it's Master Fusu." Mo Sheng explained, and then said to Fusu: "Does the immortal have a solution?"
Prince Fusu pulled out a roll of eye chart from the sleeve of his military coat, "We need to test our eyesight first before we can prescribe the right medicine."
As he said that, he looked at Mo Yuan and said, "Find a place to stick it on."
Seeing this, Mo Yuan put Mo Nan on the couch beside him, took out a wooden tube from a wooden box, squeezed out a little, and then stuck the eye chart firmly on the wall.
"This is the glue developed by my father. It is better to use than glue." Mo Sheng took the initiative to explain.
Prince Fusu glanced at the glue and his eyes fell on the little girl.
Then, he took out the accompanying spoon from his military coat pocket and handed it to Mo Nan.
"Take off the white cloth, cover one eye, and let me ask you..."
Prince Fusu conducted a simple test using the method taught by the immortal.
The little girl's eyes, one pointed to 4.2 and the other pointed to 4.0.
"Sir, is there any solution?" Mo Yuan was extremely anxious and asked only after the test was over.
Prince Fusu put away the paper he had just written on and said clearly: "According to the immortal, if it is not completely blind, this situation is most likely myopia.
I will tell the immortal the details after Fusu returns, so you can rest assured."
"This...if there is a way!"
Mo Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, he remembered something, took out a wooden nail gun from the table and handed it to Prince Fusu.
"This is made based on the principle of the air nail gun given by the immortal. It has wooden pipes and mechanisms installed, and the nails shot out have also been streamlined..."
Mo Yuan said as he picked up another wooden nail gun and shot at the jar outside the window.
There was a loud "bang" and the jar broke into pieces.
Even Prince Fusu was shocked by the amazing killing power and asked excitedly: "What is the range of this?"
"It's far inferior to the Qin crossbow. If the material can be changed to iron, it should be able to achieve a range similar to that of the air nail gun." Mo Yuan thought for a while and added.
Prince Fusu held the wooden gun in his hand, and he felt more and more that the Mo family had talents that could be used.
Mo Yuan sighed and said, "My father and I have nothing else but the art of mechanical engineering, so we made this crude weapon by imitating the air nail gun. I hope you can give it to the immortal on my behalf."
"In that case, Fusu will accept it."
After that, he took the wooden nail gun and returned to the barracks.
Back in the house, he wrote this matter on a piece of paper and sent it over along with two wooden nail guns.
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After lunch, Li Rongrong lay on the sofa and watched TV series.
Suddenly, two guns fell out of the mirror, almost scaring her.
"No, what world does this broken mirror of yours connect to? Why is there a gun?"
As she spoke, she jumped up and approached the mirror cautiously, fearing that it would bring her a bunch of strange things again.
She didn't feel relieved until she got closer and saw the familiar letter.
"Am I not fully awake yet? How come Fusu even got a gun?" Li Rongrong muttered to herself as she opened the letter and quickly glanced through it.
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