To thank you four wise kind persons, the blogger now tells a historic anecdote that happened in the year of our Lord 1187 after the legendary Saladin, the Kurd commander and leader, recaptured Jerusalem from the crusaders and, without violence, told the Christ soldiers to leave the city and go back to their homes.
During the evacuation in that hot summer noon, Edgar of Nantes, a middle aged knight noticed an old merchant, an opportunist, who being a clever business man had found the day most suitable to get rid of his whole stock of ale by selling it to those thirsty lost souls.
He was shouting: “Cold fresh ale. Have a bowl of cold fresh ale and forget your misery you soldiers of Christ, you my poor crusaders! One dirham (one copper coin) a bowl.”
Edgar thirsty like hell galloped and jumped down from his horse in front of the old man’s tent and asked for a bowl of ale. The old man welcomed the knight and asked him to come into the tent and sit; and then he brought a big narrow neck earthen bottle and poured the thirsty knight a bowl of warm ale. Edgar being badly in need of a cold drink finished the bowl in a blink, paused for a moment, then gave the bowl back, and sank into deep thinking; the old man thought he was meditating on something and he was not totally wrong. So he waited patiently for about five minutes or more and then just when he opened his mouth to break the divine silence, the knight stood up and put his hand into his bag and fished out two silver coins and put them kindly in the man’s hand. The old man thanked him and went to give him back one silver coin and some change for the other one, saying that it was too much and the price for a bowl of ale was much less…
But the knight interrupted him and said:
“I know, I’m not paying for the ale, I’m paying for your art and mastery…”
“Thank you my lord…”
“… tell me, how on earth did you manage with that wide large ass hole of yours to shit in that narrow neck bottle?!”