I was a countryman, pulling a cart of pears to the market to sell, who knew that when he met a scoundrel, he had to ask me for one. My pear is sold for money, how can I give it to him for free, and as a result, this scoundrel is not gone, who is right and who is wrong in this matter?
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Once upon a time, a farmer pulled a cart of pears to sell in the market. His pears taste good, sweet and juicy, so they are much more expensive than other pears. The streets were bustling with people, and a Taoist monk dressed in a torn jacket seemed to be particularly interested in the peasants' pears, and he wandered in front of the car for a long time, trying to beg for a pear to eat.
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Wherever the peasants are willing, why should they sell what they can sell for money to give to the beggars to eat. However, this Daoist monk was very persistent, and he couldn't drive away, so the peasants were furious and scolded: "You stinky Daoist, give your face without a face, why do you beg to eat white food here in vain, saying that if you don't give it, you won't give it!" ”
The Taoist priest said, "Donor, how can you say that this cart of pears must be hundreds, even if you give me one, there is nothing to lose to you. ”
One insisted on pears, one did not give, such a good scene, immediately caused others to watch. Someone advised the peasant: "Just pick a rotten pear and send him away, and get rich with anger." The peasant refused, insisting on arguing with the Taoist priests.
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The guys in the shop next to him had also been watching the hilarity, watching the two people arguing over a pear, so they bought one out of their own pockets and gave it to the Taoist priest to persuade him to leave quickly.
After thanking the guys, the Taoist priest turned to the crowd and said, "Poor Dao is a monk, he has no money, he never knows how to write the word stingy, I also have a lot of delicious pears here, I will take them out today for everyone to taste." ”
Everyone listened to each other's faces, and some people were curious: "Since you have pears, why don't you eat them yourself, but also come to beg for them?" ”
The Daoist priest smiled and said, "I need this pear as a seed." ”
After saying that, he ate the pear three times and five times, then took a shovel from the package behind him, dug a pit a few inches deep on the spot, put the remaining pear core into the pit, and then refilled the pit. A set of actions flowing in one go.
He turned around and instructed the guy he had just said, "Please help me get a pot of hot water." ”
"What do you want hot water for?" The guy said with a puzzled face.
"Water the tree."
"Water with hot water?"
"Just take it."
The man brought a pot of boiling hot water from the shop, and the Taoist priest took it and poured it into the pit.
At this time, there were more and more crowds of onlookers, and everyone was whispering and secretly discussing to see what tricks this Daoist could play.
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Under the eyes of countless expectations, a new emerald green shoot hung its head and struggled to break out of the soil, the young buds frantically pulled upwards and pulled branches, and in a moment it grew into a leafy pear tree, and in the blink of an eye, the pear tree blossomed, and then those flowers watched wither and form a large yellow pear.
The Taoist priest climbed up to the tree and picked the pears and began to distribute pears to the people around him.
"Come and go, walk by and don't miss it. Big and sweet pears, don't have a penny, free to send! Today's last day, the opportunity can not be lost, the loss will not come again, do not hesitate, do not wander, wander hesitation, miss the opportunity, hesitate wandering is equal to white! ”
With the enthusiastic support of the onlookers, the pears of a tree were instantly emptied. The Taoist priest easily jumped off the branch, picked up the shovel, and cut down the freshly planted pear tree with a "ding-dong" call, and then put the branches and leaves of the fallen tree on his shoulders, and calmly left under the gaze of everyone.
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When the Taoist priest first started to practice, the farmer who sold pears also secretly mixed in the crowd to watch the liveliness, and he wanted to see what kind of moth this Daoist could make, who knew that the more he looked at it, the more interesting it was. The farmer craned his neck and stared at it, forgetting all about selling pears.
When the Taoist priest was gone, the peasant remembered, Oh, what about my pears? When I went back to see it, the car was empty, and there was not a single pear. The farmer finally reacted, daring to feel that the pears that the old road had just sent out were all on their own cars. If you look closely, not only is the pear gone, but the handlebar is also broken, and the knife edge is still new.
He chased out angrily, but where there was still a trace of a Taoist priest, the people in the market were smiling and closing their mouths.
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This story comes from the "Planting Pears" of "Liaozhai Zhiyi", the story uses a playful and angry way to criticize the meanness of some human nature, satirizing those miserly ghosts who are calculating, and its original intention is to exhort people to have a benevolent heart, not to cling to wealth and not to let go, and within their own ability, they should try to do good deeds and accumulate good karma.
However, perhaps because of the different backgrounds of the times, in my opinion, the farmer who sells pears and sells the hard-earned pears only earns hard-earned money. Although he was a little mean to people, he really did not deserve such punishment.
In modern society, people seem to pay more attention to the spirit of contract, and honest trading is the highlight of the greatest spirit of contract. The peasants were really not too wrong, but the Taoist priest who finally took the peasant's pear and gave it to people seemed a little unreasonable.
Chat Sai Zhiyi - grow pears
There are townspeople who are in the city, quite sweet, and the price is expensive. There are Taoist monks wearing torn scarves and silken clothes, and they are in front of the car. The townspeople are aggressive and do not go; the townspeople are angry and scold them. The Taoist priest said: "There are hundreds of cars in one car, and the old man stops one of them, and there is no major damage to the layman, so why be angry?" "The spectator advised the inferior to give an order to go, but the townspeople refused.
The domestic servant in the middle of the house, seeing that he was overwhelmed, gave out a piece of money in the market and paid the Taoist. The Taoist priest thanked the people and said, "The monks do not understand miserliness." I have a good pear, please come out and offer guests. Or: "If you have it, why don't you eat yourself?" "I need this core as a seed." So I took a big bite out of the pear. And do your best, put the core in your hand, untie the chán on your shoulder, and the ground is several inches deep, and cover it with soil. Pour to the city people Sotangwo. The good deeds were boiling in the Linlu shop, and the Taoist priests were immersed in the kan. Ten thousand eyes look at it, see that there is a hook sprouting, gradually growing; the tree is formed, the branches and leaves are supporting the su; the flowers are flowers, the flowers are solid, the trees are huge and fragrant, and the trees are full of trees. The Taoist priest is the head of the tree that plucks the viewer and goes to the end in an instant. Already, it was a tree cut down, Ding Ding Liangjiu, Square Break, with ye He shoulders, calmly walking away.
In the beginning, when the Taoist priests were practicing the Fa, the townspeople also stood in the crowd, leading the attention, and even forgot their karma. When the Taoist priest went, he began to look into the car, and the pear was empty. Fang Wushi (biào) scattered, all their own things also. Looking closely at the dead target on the car, it was a new chisel. The heart is full of resentment. In a hurry, turn over the corner of the wall, then break the target and abandon the wall, and know that the pear that was cut is the object. The Taoist priest did not know where it was. A city of Chaos.