Voice and color of money

Voice and color of money

A pauper entered town of Bagdad and took a go in its markets, and Bagdad was on it day
The capital of the biggest country on the easy, and there was a good market wherever folks realize everything they need, even retailers were a division of the big market specialised within the sale of foods of every kind, in order that a number of the market market come back daily to eat
Food during this division of the market.

The have-not visited this section of the market and saw the types of food
He augmented his craving and was unable to resist himself reciprocally for the smell of delicious food, and after all he was a tradesman within the market and had his food outside his search and steam rising from the highest of the food, some customers come back and decease, and also the owner of food comes from time to time mercantilism his food and so enter The search.
And once the have-not saw that, and he had nothing of cash, he thought with himself, and he took out items of dry bread that he had with him, and place him on the rising steam.
Of food to dampen and take the smell of food, and once he saw the owner of the food - and was hungry greed nine that went out of the search and came to the have-not
Quickly and asked him for the worth of food, aforesaid the have-not ((And did you get a price? What does one offer .. Did you offer Maine food?))
The owner of the search said: does one acknowledge that you simply Ate the dry bread that I placed on the steam of my food and so Ate it?
The have-not said: affirmative, I Ate my bread with the steam of your food rising to heaven.
The owner of the search said: i'm happy with you to require the worth of steam only!
And so their voice rose and also the quarrel intense between them, and luckily the poor
That Bahloul detected the dispute between them, Bahloul aforesaid to the owner of the shop: I acknowledge that he didn't eat your food, however snuffed out steam?
He said: affirmative, I didn't decision quite that
Bahloul said: "Well, I hear." Then he took cash out of his pocket and threw it into the bottom. Then he took it and gave it to the search owner. Take the worth of your food.
When he was finished therewith, the owner of the search aforesaid to him, "What did you do?"
Behlol aforesaid, "I have paid you the worth of your food."
The tradesman said: i assumed you were up to speed of the proper, something you gave me?
Bahloul said: you've got judged the reality, and also the one UN agency sells the vapor of his food and smell
The price should be the voice of cash.
The tradesman couldn't speak something and went back to his search, and so he gave
Bahloul didn't have cash to the have-not to shop for food and so left.