dyehouse many

Full of joy, Apie Sui walked into the dye house and came to Apie Gou, thinking that when she saw him, she would embrace him and greet him. However, it was contrary to her wishes. Apie Gou suddenly stiffened her face and said, "What a bore! Didn't I warn you to stay away from my counter? You robber! Do you want me to expose you in public? Arrest him!" ?

When he called, servants rushed to Apie Sui and seized him. Then she stood up fiercely, crutches in hand, and shouted, "Throw him on the ground!"

The servants obeyed and threw Apie Sui to the ground. Swinging her crutch, she struck him a hundred times in one go, ordered him to be turned over, gave him another hundred blows in the stomach, and then shouted, "You filthy, cunning creature! Come back to my dye house again, and I will send you to court, where the King will kill you. Go away, Allah will not bless you."

Apie Sui suffered humiliation, heartbroken, in grief out of the dye house. The people present were surprised and asked about it to Apie Hook.

"What does this man do?"

"He is a thief. He stole cloth from my dyehouse many times. I thought he was poor, so I pitied him and made amends for him. When he comes again, I will take him to court unkindly, and have the King punish him, so that no one else will suffer from him."

People cursed Apie Sui when they heard her explanation.

Apie Sui runs the bathhouse

On the fourth day after the King's bathhouse opened, the king himself led his courtiers to the bathhouse on horseback. She gave him a warm reception, and cleaned the king's back and the dirt from his body. The King suddenly became shiny and white. The king stretched out his hand and rubbed his belly, squeaked, and was very happy.

When this was done, Apie Sui poured rose perfume into the bath, and waited for the king to dip for a while. Then she asked him to lie down on a soft bed and ordered his servants to massage him carefully. At this time, the incense was burning in the censer, and the room smelled so sweet that the king felt refreshed, relaxed, and excited.

"Is this the bathhouse, Master?" he asked cheerfully.

"Yes, yes." "Answered Abby reverently.

"Allah, this city is not a real city until it has this bathhouse. So, how much are you going to charge people for bathing?"

"Your Majesty has the last word."

"Well, how about a thousand ducats each?"

"Forgive me. Your Majesty! People are not rich or poor. If I charge a thousand ducats per person to bathe, the bathhouse will close, because poor people don't have a thousand ducats, they won't bathe."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to charge different people. I'll take what I can get. So that people, rich and poor, could come to bathe. This way, we can ensure that people come to take a bath every day, the bathhouse will not close. As to how to collect a thousand ducats, that is the price to be charged to the princes and ministers, but not to the common people."

The king rewarded Apie Sui

Apie Sui's method of collecting fees made the courtiers agree with him. All said with one voice to the king, "Your Majesty, what he said is. Does your Majesty think the people are as rich as you?"

"That is true, but this stranger is poor, and we ought to respect him because he has graced our city with his baths, and for that reason I propose to raise the charge as a token of respect. Is that too much?"

"Your Majesty will honor him and reward him! Your Majesty has high regard for all people, giving all living beings, what is the cost of the bath. As for the charge of a thousand ducats, we, as great men, would not pay, let alone the poor masses."

"Courtiers, will you give him a hundred ducats each this time, and a man and a woman and a slave?"

"Of course we do. But from now on we'll bathe, and we'll pay what we want."

"Yes." The king agreed to their proposal.