One day, King Anovshirvan traveled with his retinue across the country and came to a deserted mountainous area, in which there were not even poor shepherd’s huts.
The king's cook complained:
- Master! I'm here to please your taste. And there was not a grain of salt left in the kitchen tent. What should I do?
Anovshirvan replied:
- What a problem! Return to the nearest village and find the salt merchant. Just be careful not to overpay him.
“Great king,” the cook was surprised, “there is so much gold in your chests that there are legends about it.” What's the big deal if I pay a little more for salt? After all, such a trifle will not make you poorer.
The king looked seriously and said:
“It’s precisely from the little things that all the injustices in the world arise.” Little things are like drops, from which a whole sea is eventually formed. All great injustices begin with small things. So go and buy salts at the regular price.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru