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Kleros

Once upon a time, there was a poor farmer named Clybes. One day, he drove two oxen

By Steve BillupsPublished 2 years ago 4 min read
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Kleros
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Once upon a time, there was a poor farmer named Clybes. One day, he drove two oxen to pull a cart of wood into town and sold the wood to a doctor for two gold coins.

  The doctor gave him some money while sitting at the table to eat. When the farmer saw the doctor's meal so rich, he felt envious from the inside and thought how good it would be if he was also a doctor. He stood there frozen for a while and finally asked the doctor shyly if he could be a doctor too.

  "Oh, yes," said the doctor, "that's very good."

  "What should I do?" The farmer then asked.

  "First buy a primer with a rooster at the beginning of the volume; then exchange your wagon and two cows for money to buy yourself some clothes and some medicine-related items; and finally make a sign that says: 'I am the all-knowing doctor' and nail it to the top of your door. "

  The farmer did everything accordingly and began to practice medicine.

  In a short time, a rich man's money was stolen, and he heard that there was a doctor of all things in such-and-such a village, and he thought he must know where the stolen money was. So the rich man put on his carriage and drove to that village. He asked Clynes if he was the know-it-all doctor.

  "Yes, I am," Cribbs replied.

  The rich man invited him to go with him to recover the stolen money.

  "Oh, yes, but my wife Gerrit must go too.'" The rich man agreed, asked them both to get into his car, and together they went on their way.

  When they arrived at the wealthy man's mansion, the table was set and Clynes was invited to be seated for dinner. "Well, but my wife Gerrit has to be seated too." He said. Then he and his wife sat down at the table together.

  At that moment, the first servant came in with a plate of fine dishes, and the farmer nudged his wife with his elbow and said, "Gerrit, this is the first one." What he meant was that this was the first dish.

  The servant, however, thought he was saying, "This is the first thief." He was the thief, so he was very afraid and said to his accomplice outside, "The doctor knows all about it, and we're going to be unlucky because he says I'm the first."

  The second one was afraid to come in, but he had to come in.

  When he came in with the dishes, the farmer nudged his wife with his elbow and said, "Gerrit, this is the second one."

  This servant was equally frightened and immediately drew himself out.

  The third was also frightened, for the farmer said again, "Gerrit, this is the third."

  The fourth came in with a covered plate, and the rich man asked the doctor to show his talent by guessing what was under the lid. The plate contained shrimp. The doctor stared at the plate, but did not know what to say, he lamented: "Alas, poor Klebs (Note: his name "Klebs" in German means "shrimp". He lamented, "Alas, poor Klebos (note: his name "Klebos" means "shrimp" in German.

  As soon as he heard that, the rich man exclaimed, "That's great! He knows what's in there, and he must know where the money is!"There was a fisherman who could play the flute, and he came to the sea with his beloved flute and fishing net.

  He first stood on a rocky outcrop and blew, thinking that the fish would jump in front of him when they heard the beautiful music.

  He concentrated on blowing for a long time, but to no avail.

  He had to put down the xiao, picked up the net and threw it into the water, and caught a lot of fish.

  He threw the fish in the net to the shore one by one and said to the fish that were jumping about, "Hey, you ungrateful things! You didn't dance when I was blowing, but now you are jumping when I am not blowing."

  The story: The fish have "little ears". When fishing, you must keep quiet, or the fish will hear your voice and hide away. So, we must choose the right way and time to do things.

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Steve Billups

On the way home, the roadside was full of flowers and plants, which was a delight to the eyes

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