Wandering the streets, I was on the lookout for someone to ask for money. I spotted a man who, from his appearance, seemed to be wealthy. I approached him, put on a pitiful act, and begged for some money.
He looked me up and down and said, “Instead of begging, why don’t we make a deal?”
I asked, “What kind of deal?”
“It’s simple,” he replied. “I’ll buy one of your fingers for ten pounds.”
I exclaimed, “What are you talking about, sir? Sell you one of my fingers for ten pounds?!”
“How about twenty pounds?”
“Are you joking?!”
“No, I’m completely serious.”
“Sir, I may be a beggar, but I’m not a fool.”
He kept raising the price until it reached a thousand pounds.
I said, “Even if you offered ten thousand pounds, I wouldn’t agree to this ridiculous deal.”
“If one of your fingers is worth more than ten thousand pounds,” he said, “then how much is your heart worth? What about the price of your eyes, ears, brain, and legs? Surely you wouldn’t sell your entire body for a few billion pounds!”
I said, “Yes, you’ve understood correctly.”
“It’s strange that you are a wealthy man, yet you are begging!” he exclaimed. “Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?!”
His words struck me like a hammer on my sleepy mind. I suddenly woke up, as if I had been born again, but this time as a wealthy man who had gained his fortune through the miracle of birth. From that moment on, my life changed. I gave up begging and decided to start a new life.
