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So, making out his bill he presented it to Kisaburo, who seemed to be much pleased. He called to his wife to bring his iron-bound money box, which was done. "All right, neighbor Kichibei, we are square now." "What!" cried the eel-frier, "are you not going to pay me?" "Why yes, I have paid you. You have charged me for the smell of your eels, and I have paid you with the sound of my money."
A rich merchant, named Kisaburo, who was very miserly with his money, once moved his quarters next door to the shop of one Kichibei, who caught and cooked eels for a living. During the night Mr. Kichibei caught his stock in trade, and in the day-time served them, smoking hot, to his customers.
Eating his boiled rice, and snuffing in the odors of the broiled eels, as they were wafted in, he enjoyed with his nose, what he would not pay for to put in his mouth. In this way, as he flattered himself, he saved much money, and his strong box grew daily heavier. Kichibei, the eel-broiler, on finding this out, thought he would charge his stingy neighbor for the smell of his eels.
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