In an old time, a man lived stingy, and whoever was overly stingy, was constantly thinking about a way to get money, or a way to keep anyone asking him, even a little money, and because of the severity of his stinginess. Among them, pretending that he was very poor, he was the focus of their compassion and compassion, and they always gave him and gave him charity, so that he used to eat, drink and get his clothes from them, and one morning people saw something strange, so the man closed the door of his house that overlooks the residents of the village, and opened a door in his house He turns his face to the empty land, and despite this, the people continued to offer him what they used to offer.
When they knew his story, they burst into laughter, for he got a goat that gave a lot of milk, so he was afraid that someone would ask him for something from his goat's milk, so he moved away from the door of his house.
And although some people passed on among them, that he was very rich, he dug all the land of his hut and deposited his silver and gold dinars there, but the people were smiling with pity, and they kept giving him while they inherited his condition, and one day one of the knights was lost, very hungry and thirsty. He came to that village, was anxious to reach it, and he rushed to the nearest house whose gate was to the wilderness, and when he reached it, he wanted to get off to ask for his needs from its owner, who was the miserly man himself.
The curmudgeon saw him and hurriedly shouted at him: Do not get off, man .. There is nothing in my house that I give you, neither food nor drink, not even straw sticks.
The rider was shocked, and that the pain and extreme fatigue in his face, and because he was about to perish, he did not open his mouth and did not speak to him, but twisted the neck of his horse and entered the village, and stood in front of one of the houses, and was completely surprised by what happened. To help him get off his mare, tied his mare, and brought him the water that his mare drank from, and the water with which he washed his face and hands, and they offered him food and drink, and let him rest and sleep without asking him a single question.
And when he woke up relaxed, satiated and satisfied, he asked them about the direction of the big city, then they guided him, and from his moment he rode his horse and set off, and he was very surprised, that until the moment they did not ask him who he is !! And why was that the case? How did it arrive?
Days later, the entire village was amazed, and they all went out to look at that knight, who had brought a group of knights with him, as if he was an army, and they were driving with them horses and donkeys loaded with many good things, and they all stopped at the village gate.
His friend quickly received him from among all, for he knew from that knight who came to their house tired, hungry and thirsty .. He is the king, the owner of the house, who made a big feast that all the people of the village called.
And after the owner of the house thanked the king, the king came to him and thanked him and recognized his thanks, and when he learned that all the people of the village were like him, one came to them and he said: Praise be to God that in my kingdom there are people like you and your generosity, and at this moment .. after he ate the people, And they were filled with joy and happiness, the king and everyone heard the sounds of crying and striking, and soon they knew of him the crying of the curmudgeon, so the king sent asking him to him, and soon he knew him .. and asked him: What is wrong with you, man?
He did not speak .. Except that a woman approached the king and answered him with a laugh: He says: These gifts are all his money .. They are his property, and the people deny them.
The king asked him: How can all these gifts that I have brought with me be yours? He answered among his tears: It is my money, I wasted it with my own hands, due to my lack of knowledge and my trick, then he asked him: How, man?
The curmudgeon answered him: Did you not go to my house first? ... Did you not try to come as a guest with me? ... But I ... ah, my woe, my woe, the king laughed until he was satisfied with laughter. : Weird! How does such a curmudgeon live in your village? The curmudgeon replied: Better life, sir .. they give and do not ask or take .. Everyone burst into laughter again .. and the curmudgeon burst into tears, but the sound of his crying was lost amid their much laughter ..
