Long time ago, there was a kingdom named Sanggau in
the Borneo Island. It was a peaceful and prosperous kingdom under the
leadership of their wise king. There was a market in the kingdom of Sanggau.
Pak Razak was a famous cook there. He owned his own restaurant in the market.
One day, Pak Razak was cooking in his restaurant when a farmer passed by. But
the farmer stopped in front of Pak Razak’s restaurant. He smells the aroma of
the delicious food Pak Razak was cooking. “Hmmm… delicious… yummy,” said the farmer.
"Hey! What are you doing? Do you want to come to my restaurant or not?”
Pak Razak asked. "No, I don't. Smelling the aroma of your delicious food
makes me full," said the farmer. “So you’re full by smelling my food?”
asked Pak Razak again. “Yes, I am,” the farmer answered. “If that’s the case,
you have to pay me for the smell of my delicious food,” said Pak Razak.
“Ridiculous, I don’t want to pay. I didn’t eat anything,” the farmer refused to
pay. But Pak Razak kept persisting that the farmer must pay for the aroma of
his food. Both of them started to quarrel. People came and asked them to calm
down. They suggested that Pak Razak and the farmer go to the King to solve the
problem. Rabu, 10 September 2014
The Wise King
Long time ago, there was a kingdom named Sanggau in
the Borneo Island. It was a peaceful and prosperous kingdom under the
leadership of their wise king. There was a market in the kingdom of Sanggau.
Pak Razak was a famous cook there. He owned his own restaurant in the market.
One day, Pak Razak was cooking in his restaurant when a farmer passed by. But
the farmer stopped in front of Pak Razak’s restaurant. He smells the aroma of
the delicious food Pak Razak was cooking. “Hmmm… delicious… yummy,” said the farmer.
"Hey! What are you doing? Do you want to come to my restaurant or not?”
Pak Razak asked. "No, I don't. Smelling the aroma of your delicious food
makes me full," said the farmer. “So you’re full by smelling my food?”
asked Pak Razak again. “Yes, I am,” the farmer answered. “If that’s the case,
you have to pay me for the smell of my delicious food,” said Pak Razak.
“Ridiculous, I don’t want to pay. I didn’t eat anything,” the farmer refused to
pay. But Pak Razak kept persisting that the farmer must pay for the aroma of
his food. Both of them started to quarrel. People came and asked them to calm
down. They suggested that Pak Razak and the farmer go to the King to solve the
problem.
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