Out on the road under the blazing sun, the ever hungry Hodja found a party of merchants eating their lavish, appetising lunch with delicious refreshing drinks, in the shade of the one big green tree of the endless sandy plain.
While passing by he greeted them:
“ Allah is great and all merciful! May He forgive you for your sins and vices, you merry bunch of thieves. Thank you for not robbing me”
Surprised, the guests protested with loud indignant voices:
“We are no thieves tramp, but honest friendly merchants!”
“Now that is luckily different, replied Nasrudin and sat immediately down on their carpet, close to the food and to the drinking jars. Teach me then a lesson as I deserve, and prove me that I am mistaken and you are honourable, friendly people”
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