There was once a man called Zhao Da. He worked for a farmer who was rich and mean. One day, Zhao became very ill. The farmer came to him and said, "Zhao must leave my farm. You are no use to me now that you can't worr You are just an extra mouth to feed. once to his home in Although he was so ill poor zhao managed to get back next village. He told his neighbours the story he said. "The food"I worked hard for that farmer for seven long years," so little money, he gave me was barely fit for his pigs. And he paid me have nothing left to show for my work. badly treated. His neighbours all thought he had been very put in some money to he Then one young man had an idea. "We'll all Zhao," he said. "Some of it should be used for a doctor, but some we'll ta into town to buy a parrot. "Why a parrot?" the others asked. "Trust me," said the young man"We'll teach it to say one thing, and one thing only. I promise you that in this way that farmer will learn a lesson hem never forget. A few months later, Zhao borrowed some smart clothes and went to visa the rich farmer. On his shoulder he carried a fine parrot with red and green feathers. "I've come to pay my respects to my old master," he said. The farmer was very surprised. "I must say you're looking very prosperous, Zhao. "oh, I manage to get by, thanks to my parrot here," said Zhao. "But how can a bird help you?" said the farmer. "It's a strange story. You probably wouldn't believe me," said Zhao. "oh, do tell me," said the farmer. "Tm very interested. "Well, one night I had a dream. A voice told me that in the market I would find a parrot that knows all the places where gold and silver lie buried. found the parrot and bought it for two strings of cash. I take it with me wherever I go, and now I'm no longer poor That is hard to believe," said the farmer. "I'd to see this bird at work. "Very well," said Zhao. Carrying the parrot, he took the farmer to a Ay. S place where there was a small well. "Parrot,