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“Wait, please!” the stranger called after her. I will add 400 more taels to that offer of
600—1000 taels. That’s
my final offer. If
you won’t sell it for that now, I’ll have to leave it for
you to sell to your rich merchant.”
The wife was immensely pleased. Triumph gleamed through her narrow eyes.
Her trick had worked. “Imagine, 1000 taels of silver. We will never have to work again!”
"Don't take offense," he said bowing slightly, "but because you have broken your promise to
me more than once, I would like you to bow before Heaven and
vow not to change your mind again."
Certain that they had struck the best bargain, the
couple willingly complied with his request.
While the farmer fetched a rope to tie the pig, his
wife could no longer keep her mouth shut: “I would like to
know why you are willing to pay so much for this good-for-nothing
pig. There must be
a reason.”
Without hesitation the stranger began to divulge the
secret. “You have
made vows in front of Heaven, so I can tell you.
I walk all over the country in search of unusual and
extraordinary objects. Many times in my wanderings I have heard people
speak of this pig. It
is priceless. It can’t
grow because it was born with a pair of magic candles inside
its stomach.
“Most people would only know the value of what they
can see, but these hidden candles make this pig infinitely
more valuable than the biggest pig in the world.
Whoever slaughters the pig should take the candles
out, place them on an offering table filled with dishes of
rice and fruits. As
soon as one lights the candles and kowtows three times, there
will be gold, silver, and treasures of all kinds flying around
above him. But—”
Before the outsider could continue, the farmer’s wife,
overcome with excitement, interrupted.
“I am not going to sell my pig.
I am definitely not going to sell my pig. We will keep all these treasures for ourselves.”
Taking his money back, the outsider
shook his head and said, “We have sealed our agreement and
Heaven is our witness. How can you violate your oath? Untrustworthy people. Keep your pig. I am no longer interested in buying it for any price.” Scarcely concealing his disgust, he turned
and left.
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