On a certain year, month and day, Kong Yimao is like a fisherman.

The fisherman was determined to be a white carp, and Yi Mao said: "Woohoo, I hate the beauty of the soup and the thorns!" ”

The fisherman is determined to be a tarpon, and Yi Mao said: "Woohoo, hate the head and have little meat." ”

Whatever the fisherman wants, he will get.

and twilight, very rich. The fisherman bowed again and said: "I have a basket of new fish and a rod, and I am willing to offer one of them to those who know." ”

Yi Mao said: "The fish is also fresh, and the rod is also good, all of which I want, and I can't have both, and I give up the rod and take the fish basket." ”

Shi Yi Zen Master passed by, heard his words, and paused: "Wow! What's more! Thou hast not benefited. Take the fish, eat it and don't eat it; Take the rod, then there is a fish from time to time! ”

Yi Mao said: "I take fish, the east of the city, can be a number of goods and rods, rent to those who want, I do not work hard and there is a profit." ”

The Zen master was angry and said, "Duh! Poor monks don't talk to the colonists! ”

PS: Happy New Year to friends!

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Original:

A monk asked me which one I wanted for a basket of fish or a fishing rod, and I said I wanted fish. He said that if you are superficial, the fish will be gone, but the rod can catch a lot of fish. I said I sold the fish for a lot of rods, and then sublet the rods to someone else, and I collected the rent. After listening to it, the monk said: Get out, the poor monk does not make a sales speech.