Chapter 150 Gift Giving "This is it?"
Priest Anderson looked at the box suspiciously.
"Let's go in and talk!"
"Okay, Lord Earl, please come here."
After entering the small parlor in the church, Paul was not in a hurry to open the wooden box, but started to chat with the priest.
"I heard that Father Anderson has a wide range of interests. As expected, there are strange flowers and plants everywhere when we come here today."
"Ah... a little hobby makes you laugh."
Anderson felt bitter in his heart.
Paul asked him with a longing look, "I heard that you are a member of Enlightenment Society, is it true?"
"Well... I'm not yet. Of course, I also want to be one of them. Uh... I admire them very much. The people inside are all well-educated people."
"Then why don't you join?"
Anderson blushed and said, "This sect has relatively high requirements for new members. They must have major academic achievements or new discoveries before they can join."
"And I... made you laugh, sir."
To be honest, Paul is quite interested in the special sect Enlightenment Society.
Before, he had thought that the people at Church were just fools who only chanted scriptures and prayed every day to fool people. He did not expect that there was a group of people among them who were doing things similar to scientists and advocated "getting closer to the gods by exploring the truth in nature."
But having said that, in the modern history of the earth, many people had religious backgrounds, such as Copernicus who proposed Heliocentric Theory, Mendel, the founder of genetics, and Lemaître who proposed the Big Bang theory. They were all Catholic priests.
The reason is that Catholicism preserved the cultural knowledge from ancient Greece, ancient Egypt and other civilizations before the Middle Ages, and the school run by Church was one of the few places at that time where people from civilian backgrounds could receive education.
"Don't be discouraged!"
Paul encouraged Father Anderson: "Gold will always shine! You will definitely be able to gain their approval."
"Thank you for your kind words!"
Although he said so, Father Anderson felt that this goal was already far away from him. In the future, when he became the abbot of the monastery, he would not have time to do any research.
Paul placed the box on the table, "So, I decided to help you! I specially invented this tool for Mr. Father!"
Under Anderson's curious eyes, Paul opened the box and revealed the object inside - a microscope.
In fact, after he heard about Anderson's interest, he originally planned to send a microscope to the priest, but he forgot about it because there were many things going on in the previous period.
Anderson I don't understand what this thing is for.
"Please wait..."
Paul held up a thin piece of something and showed it to the priest, "This is a thin slice cut from a piece of cork."
Paul placed the sheet under Eyepiece Lens, "Mr. Father, please look at it from the mirror behind this metal tube."
According to Paul's knowledge, Father Anderson put his eyes on Eyepiece Lens of the microscope.
"Is this...?"
At first glance, Father Anderson was greatly surprised. He found that he saw grids, or small rooms, one after another. How were these made?
Paul said proudly, "This treasure is called a microscope. It uses the refraction of light by the lens to magnify the observed object hundreds of times. What you see now is the scene of the cork slice magnified hundreds of times!"
"Incredible! This one is incredible!"
Father Anderson screamed, but his eyes were still glued to the Eyepiece Lens of the microscope, reluctant to leave.
"If what you say is true, is the body of wood made up of small grids like this?"
Father Anderson What you see at this time is actually the dead cell wall of the plant.
Paul said with a smile, "The truth needs to be verified carefully by people like you who like to delve into it!"
The priest then raised his head and said, "Your Majesty Earl, this... this..."
"Microscope."
"Are you going to give me this microscope?"
"Of course, Mr. Father, didn't you just say that?"
Anderson was extremely excited. The moment he put his eyes to Eyepiece Lens's lenses, a door to a new world opened to him.
He bowed deeply after the battle and said, "Thank you, Lord Earl."
"Haha, easy to talk about." Paul waved his hand and reminded him, "Perhaps you can use it to observe other items, such as slices of other plants, leaves, or raw water. I guarantee that it will definitely surprise you."
At the end, he said with a smile, "Of course, if you have time..."
This sentence brought back Father Anderson's sadness, and most of the excitement just now was extinguished.
He finished it dejectedly and sighed, "Sigh... I'm afraid I won't have much private time in the future."
Paul pretended to be surprised. "Oh? Why did the priest say that?"
Anderson said honestly, "To be honest, my teacher Dean Leonard is about to take over as the bishop of Northwest Bay."
"It's a good thing. With the old dean's fairness and piety, the congregants will surely be bathed in more of God's glory."
"Well... this is indeed a good thing. I'm very happy for the teacher."
Anderson hesitated for a moment, then continued, "But the teacher appointed me to take over his original position, which is to manage the nearby monastery..."
Paul immediately pretended to be happy for the priest. "For you, this is also a promotion!"
"No, no! As a servant who serves the Lord, it doesn't matter whether you are promoted or demoted. But... but..."
Anderson frowned and said hesitantly, "Managing a monastery is not a simple matter. It takes a lot of energy every day. I am not afraid of hardship and fatigue, but these hobbies I usually have..."
"I understand!"
Paul showed a look of deep understanding.
"Since I took over the position of lord, I can no longer be as carefree as before. Every day I have endless official documents to approve, endless reports to read, and I have to pay attention to my words and deeds at all times. I sympathize with your worries now!"
Anderson was a little touched. "Thank you, Lord Count, for understanding me so well."
"But the teacher insisted that I take on the position of dean, and as a servant of God, how can I shirk my responsibility because of my personal hobbies?"
Anderson suddenly showed a very conflicted look. "Ah~~ I am really guilty. I am so ungrateful that I hesitate on this issue."
Paul shook his head, "I have heard this saying, fish is what I want to eat, and bear paws are what I want to eat, but I can't have both. This probably describes your mood."
"Ah - sorry, I was just making a metaphor."
He quickly apologized. It was not appropriate to use food that satisfies appetite to compare the priest's inner piety.
"Huh? That's right!"
Paul looked like he suddenly thought of a good idea. He slapped his thigh and said hurriedly, "Father Anderson, how about I recommend an assistant to you? With his help, you will definitely be able to save a lot of time, so you will be free to do your own things, right?"
"Oh?" Father Anderson was stunned, the earl wanted to recommend an assistant to him.
If this man could really help him take care of the monastery...
It does seem like a good idea!