Be sure of yourself and never misunderstand yourself!
One day a young man came to the Master and said:
“I came to you because I feel so pathetic and worthless that I do not want to live. Everyone around me is saying that I’m a loser, a fool, and an idiot. I ask you, Master, help me!
Master, glancing at the young man, said hastily:
“I’m sorry, but I’m very busy right now and I cannot help you in any way.” I need to urgently settle a very important matter, and after a moment’s thought, he added: “But if you agree to help me in my case, then I will gladly help you with yours.”
“With pleasure, Master,” he muttered, bitterly remarking that he was once again being pushed into the background.
“Very well,” said the Master, and removed from his left little finger a small gold ring with a beautiful stone. Take the horse and download to the market square! I need to urgently sell this ring to repay the debt. Try to take for him more and in any case do not settle for a price below the gold coin! Download and return as soon as possible!
The young man took the golden ring and rode away. Arriving at the market square, he began to offer the ring to the merchants, and at first, they looked with interest at his goods. But when they heard about the gold coin, they immediately lost any interest in the ring. Some openly laughed at him in the face, others simply turned away, and only one elderly merchant kindly explained to him that the gold coin is too high a price for such a ring and that only a copper coin, or at least a silver one, can give for it.
After skirting the whole market and offering a ring of a good hundred people, the young man again saddled his horse and came back. Strongly dejected by failure, he entered the Master.
“Master, I could not carry out your assignment,” he said sadly. “At best, I could get a pair of silver coins for the gold ring, but you did not order less than gold!” And so much this ring is not worth it.
“You just said very important words, son!” Replied the Master. – Before trying to sell the ring, it would be nice to establish its true value! Well, who can do it better than a jeweler? Go to the jeweler and ask him how much he will offer us for the ring. If only he did not answer you, do not sell the ring, but come back to me.
The young man again jumped on his horse and went to the jeweler.
The jeweler examined the gold ring for a long time through a magnifying glass, then weighed it on small scales and, finally, turned to the young man:
“Tell the Master that I cannot give him more than fifty-eight gold coins now.” But if he gives me time, I’ll buy the ring for seventy, given the urgency of the deal.
“Seventy coins?” – The young man laughed happily, thanked the jeweler and rushed back at full speed.
“Sit down here,” said the Master, listening to the young man’s story.
I know, son, that you are this very ring. Precious and unrepeatable!
And only a true expert can appreciate you. So why do you go to the bazaar, expecting the first person to do it?