The story of San Sava and the Devil

one day, st.

sava passed a mountain and just climbed up a steep mountain road and saw a demon coming from across the street.

as soon as the devil saw san sava, he tried to escape, but the steep mountain road was full of huge gravel on both sides, without his escape.

the devil is walking hard to san sava.

st.

sava said to him, "god bless you, traveler!" "don't you care!" the devil said, "i'm angry." "how are you?" san sava patiently asked.

"how am i bothering you?" the devil answered.

“where are you going?” san savaté continues with his inquiries.

"it's none of your business!" the devil said.

"do you like to do something?" san sava asked.

"well, i want to grow food, if i have a piece of land and a partner." the devil says.

“if you wish, i'll be your partner.

let's discuss what to grow and who to buy." san sava friendly.

“as long as you promise to enter into a fully equal contract, i will pay for the seeds, even though i don't like it.

remember, there must be complete equality.

i cannot be your servant." they talked about vegetables for a while and decided to plant onions first.

they found a place nearby and planted seeds waiting for them to grow.

when the green seed comes out of the ground, the devil always comes and looks at the green leaves.

of course, he never wanted to see what was buried down there.

when the onions grew the most, san savage went to the devil and said, "now these onions are two of us, which means that half belongs to you and half to me.

which half do you want?" and the devil quickly answered, "i want half of the ground, you want half of the ground." "okay." st.

sava laughed.

they agreed that soon the onions would begin to mature.

the devil's going to look harder.

however, he was no longer so happy because he saw the green leaves beginning to yellow and gradually dry.

when the onions are fully mature, all the leaves above the earth are dead and rotting.

st.

sava came to the ground, dug out big red onions from the soil and took them home.

the devil is ashamed and angry, and he is determined to avenge san sava.” let's try it again, friend, "the devil says, "i want us to work together again." "well, my partner, what do we grow this time?" they negotiated and finally decided to plant cabbage.

"remember, this time i'll take half of the floor, you'll take the floor." the devil quickly added.

"as you choose." san sava said with courtesy.

they grow cabbage and grow soon.

the devil was very happy to see the first day of his life, and he said, over and over and over again, "this place is so big that half of the earth is so much bigger!" it is proud to hold its hands and be thankful for its wise choice.

autumn is coming, cabbage is ripe.

san sava came to the field and cut the head off and pulled it home.

as soon as san sava left, the devil came with a bunch of friends.

they've arranged a big party to celebrate this victoryLee.

The devil slowly marched with his team, flute blowers, singers, dancers, many friends followed him behind.

Upon arrival in the field, the devil took a look at his friends with pride, and everyone looked at him with envy.

He kneels devoutly on his knees and digs with his hands and feet.

He couldn't believe his eyes when he dug out that dry and ugly root, but after half a day, all the roots were the same and he had to admit another failure.

The devil's face had turned green, and he could not tolerate the end of things like that, leaving his partner in the air and looking for San Sava immediately.

"Dear fellow," said the devil, "I'm so happy to work with you.

Now let's make a contract next year!" “I am also pleased to continue to work with you, if you like.

What do we grow next year? Can we grow potatoes? "Mmm-hmm! Growing potatoes, that's exactly what I mean, just half of what I want on the ground, you want below." "Okay, deal!" Saint Sava nods and leaves.

Spring comes, they grow potatoes.

A spring rain, green leaves coming out of the ground.

When the bean blooms, the devil laughs, and he says to himself, "This time, San Sava finally falls, and he regrets it." He even laughed at Saint Sava in front of his face.

But San Sava didn't care, and he waited for autumn.

Soon after, the potato flowers were seeded, fat leaves withered, yellowed and rotting.

The devil will never laugh again.

When St.

Savoy harvested the potatoes, the devil hated the teeth and it was almost bursting, but he wanted revenge.

“Go on!” the devil said to San Sava, “I am so used to working with you that if I separate now I cannot live.” “If you're happy, we can always work together, dear partner.

We haven't grown wheat yet, can we try it? "All right, if I want to be underground and you want to be on the ground." The devil said he thought he was right this time." "As you wish, dear fellow." San Sava is as polite as usual。