An Unusual Feast

A poor man passed a restaurant. He caught the smell of food and sniffed. The owner came out. "You smelt my food and you have to pay!" he bellowed. "I have no money!" said the poor man. "You're coming with me to the judge!" shouted the owner. The poor man spotted Mullah Nasrudin, who came and spoke for him. The judge ordered the poor man to pay. Nasrudin stepped forward. "Let me pay." he said. He shook a bag of coins next to the rich man's ear. The coins jingled. "Can you hear that?" asked Nasrudin."Of course," the man replied. "That is your payment," said Nasrudin. "My brother smelt your food and you heard his money. The debt is paid."In the face of such argument the poor man went free.

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