"Talk to Saijiji" in white: Pear

there's a country man who sells pears at the fair.

pear tastes very sweet but expensive.

a monk, wearing a turban and a burqa, reached out in front of the car to beg the countrymen.

and the people of the country repulsed him, and he did not go.

the countrymen were angry and shouted insults.

the monk said, "you have hundreds of pears, you have only one poor pear, you have no loss, why are you so angry?" the viewers urged the villagers to take a bad pear to the old monk and send him away.

one of the guys at the store on the side of the road, they got paid to buy a pear and gave it to the monk.

and the monks gave thanks and said to the people: “the family knew nothing of the stinging.

i have good pears, please taste them." some people ask, "why don't you eat yourself since you have pears?" the monk said, "i need this pear core for seed." so he ate it with a pear mouth.

the monk finishes the pear, puts the core in his hand, removes the little shovel on his shoulder, digs a few inches deep in the ground, then puts it in the pear core, covers the soil and gives warm water to the next person.

a good man comes to a roadside shop and brings a pot of water that rolls out, and the monks take the water and pour it into the pit.

people were staring at a young sprouts, and they grew up, and they grew up into a big tree, and the flowers were blooming, the results were fragrances and the pears were full of branches.

the monk took the pear from the tree and gave it to the viewer.

the monks then cut down the trees with shovels, while the local cutting took a long time.

the monks carried pear trees full of leaves on their shoulders and left without panic.

at first, when the monk did the trick, the countryman was in the crowd, staring at his neck and forgetting his own camp.

after the monk had left, he came back to visit the pear in his car, but no one was left.

it was only then that he realized that all the pears that the monk had just divided were hiss; and look at them in detail, a car with no lids is new.

the rural people were very angry and rushed to chase the monks.

turning around the corner of a wall and seeing the cut-off car drop under the corner, it became clear that the pear tree that the monk had just cut was his car and that the monk had no idea where he was going.

people in the market are laughing out of their mouths。