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Story 130: Tibetan Businessmen and Indian Businessmen Folktales

Tibetan Businessmen and Indian Businessmen

Author: Anonymous

Once upon a time, there were two businessmen. One is a Tibetan businessman and the other is an Indian businessman. They are all smart and try their best to fill their wallets.

Once, Indian businessmen filled cans with water, labeled them as “ghee cans” and shipped them to Tibet for sale. A Tibetan businessman made a batch of fake Tibetan knives with beautiful handles and scabbards. The knives were whittled from wood and brought them to India for sale. The two businessmen met halfway. The Indian businessman saw that the Tibetan businessman’s Tibetan knife was very good, so he proposed to exchange his own butter. Unexpectedly, the Tibetan businessman agreed. The two quickly concluded the business and said goodbye warmly with Indian and Tibetan etiquette.

The Indian businessman felt that he had taken advantage of him and laughed and sang as if he was drunk on the way home. He bought a coconut from the market and wanted to try the sharpness of the hidden knife; only to find out that the knife was made of wood that he was also fooled. He swore to heaven: “As Bodhisattva testifies, I will teach this Tibetan a lesson.” Similarly, the Tibetan businessman was walking on the road. He wanted to taste the fresh ghee, but ended up drinking a mouthful of dirty water. His face turned red with anger and he was determined to take revenge on him.

Not long after, they met again at the same place. Because what they were selling were fakes, they just waved their hands to each other and it was clear that everything was over. The Indian businessman said: “Brother, you seem to be a smart man. I have a way to make a lot of money. Can you do it?” The Tibetan businessman said: “As long as the method is clever, of course I will do it.”

The Indian businessman then explained in detail He told him carefully: “Brother! Listen carefully: In my hometown, there is a wealthy family. My father is a Tibetan and has been dead for more than a year. Just pretend to be the deceased’s brother and say that when he is alive, you promise to I’ll give you some money. If they agree, you’ll have something to say; if they don’t agree, you’ll cry and make a fuss and go to the grave to find your brother to prove it. When the time comes, I’ll dig a hole, hide in the grave, and pretend The voice of the dead speaks to you. What do you think?”

The Tibetan businessman clapped his hands and agreed, and they both came to India at the same time and did as agreed.

The Tibetan businessman came to the rich man’s house and mentioned the name of the deceased. The hostess said: “He is my husband. He has passed away for more than a year.” When the Tibetan businessman heard this, he burst into tears: “Brother, brother! You deserve to die.” It’s too early!” The hostess was sad and surprised because she had never heard her husband mention that there was such a brother in Tibet.

The Tibetan businessman added: “My brother promised to leave me some money before he died, but I don’t know where he put it?” The hostess said: “Don’t talk nonsense. My husband doesn’t have a brother like you, and he never promised to leave money to anyone.” .” The Tibetan businessman was very angry and asked: “Where is my brother buried? I want to talk to him!” The hostess said: “Everyone is dead, how can we talk?”

The Tibetan businessman said: “This is none of your business. This is our Tibetan custom.” The hostess said, “Well, as long as the person in the coffin can speak, I will definitely do what he wants.”

The Tibetan businessman, accompanied by his mistress, came to her husband’s grave. The Tibetan businessman asked, and the Indian businessman hiding in the cave answered. The two of them asked and answered, making the hostess believe it. Finally, the Tibetan businessman moved a big stone to block the opening of the cave, followed the hostess back to the house, got a large bag of gold, silver, gems and silk and left.

The Indian businessman spent a lot of effort to push away the stone and crawl out of the hole. He knew that the Tibetan businessman had left long ago. He thought: “This Tibetan is as strong as a yak. As for me, I am as thin as a monkey. I can’t beat him. I have to use my brain to deceive him.” So he bought a pair of very beautiful leather boots from the market. He rushed to the front of the Tibetan businessman from the alley day and night.

He first dropped one boot on the road, walked more than a hundred steps, then dropped another boot and hid in the burdock on the roadside. Sure enough, after waiting for a while, the Tibetan businessman came over with a baggage. When he saw the first boot, he muttered: “It’s a good boot, but it’s a pity that there is only one!” After that, he continued walking forward and saw the second boot.

Boots, he shouted loudly: “Oh, such good boots, why don’t I want them?” He put down his baggage and went back to pick up the first boot. At this moment, the Indian businessman sneaked out of the burdock and carried the boots on his back. The baggage filled with gold, silver, and silk ran away.

The Tibetan businessman picked up the boots without the baggage. He knew it must be an Indian businessman, so he followed behind him. After chasing, chasing, chasing for a long time, the Indian businessman suddenly disappeared, leaving only his footprints beside the haystack. He thought that this cunning fox must have got into the haystack. The haystack is so big, how can I find him? It’s better to come up with an idea and let him come out on his own!

At night, it was as dark as hell. The Tibetan businessman got a pair of bells and walked around the haystack while ringing them. The Indian businessman was hiding in the haystack and felt very happy when he heard the ringing of the horse bell. He thought to himself that as soon as the horse came to his side, he would run out and ride on it. Even if the Tibetan businessman had four legs, he would not be able to catch up with me.

Thinking of this, the horse bell rang next to him. The Indian businessman ran out of the haystack and groped in the dark to grab the horse’s rein. Unexpectedly, he was caught by a big hand. When I looked closer, I saw it was still the Tibetan businessman! He had no choice but to lower his head and consider himself unlucky.

Narrated by: Shigatse Middle School.
Recorded in July 1979
Compiled in December 1981