Once upon a time, a man named Moza lived in a small town. Moza was a lazy unemployed person who had no one in this world except two friends who were as lazy as he was. Moza was tall and had a very thick mustache.
His job was to walk around and bully people, threat business owners and commit extortion. Years passed as he easily made a living out of racketeering. People were very afraid of the very dictator-like Moza and his friends. Eventually, a new leader took over the town and put many forces in control.
A rapid spread of justice in the town gave people the courage to stop paying fees to Moza as they were no longer afraid of him. Moza and his two friends had to move to another town before all of their money ran out. After two hours of walking away from town, they decided to stop to eat and rest.
That’s when a group of bandits attacked the three hectors and robbed all their money. Moza and his friends continued walking until they finally arrived to the new town thirsty and hungry.
They saw a restaurant and walked in, sat down and ordered many dishes on the menu.
They ate as much as they could and asked for the bill. The restaurant owner said: “Your bill will be 7 coins.”
Moza said: “Ok, I gave you a bank note worth 10 coins, now you have to give me 3 coins back.”
The owner said: “But you didn’t.”
The owner didn’t want any trouble in his restaurant so he gave Moza 3 coins.
The next day, Moza and his friends were walking around looking for an opportunity when they saw a crowd crying as they had lost a dear.
They joined the crowd, crying and going along with the funeral. There was a big feast after and they ate as much as they could.
On the third day, Moza had a great idea and told his friends: “Today, one of you has to play dead. Then the other two of us will tell people that we are not from this town and we need money to bury our friend.”
That ended up being a brilliant way for them to make a ton of easy money, so they decided to go to other towns each time and do the same. Both Moza’s friends played dead many times so they asked Moza to play dead at least once. They put Moza in coffin and went around a town to collect money.
A very generous merchant told them that he would bury Moza with his own expenses. They don’t have to walk with the coffin to collect money. The two friends didn’t want to go to jail for their illegal act, so they left the coffin with the merchant and ran away. Moza, who was in the coffin, didn’t have any idea what was going on. The merchant paid to dig a grave and put Moza in it and buried him alive.
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