Once there was a poor farmer who did not has his own farm but he was very intelligent , worked for one of the very rich zamindar in the village and get his payment Rs. 1500/- per month. One day his wife had come to the farm with his lunch. At the same time he was ploughing the farm and got one of the pot full of gold coins and precious stones, he and his wife got amazed.

They both made a plan to not to disclose this thing to anybody and took the pot at home. And after some time they will left the village.

So, he and his wife at night went to the farm, digged out the pot and took it at home and make a hole in their garden and hide it.

But at same night he thought that a woman never ever could hide anything. So, he made a plan ,he checked that his wife is taking a sound sleep, than he went to the kitchen and made lots of breads (chappaties) he digged his garden and took the pot again hide it at farm. And hang all the breads at the branches of all the bamboo trees.

Next morning when his wife woke up and went to the kitchen to make daily bread than he asked his wife today is very great day, you need not to prepare breads because every year on today’s date bread is produced by Bamboo trees. So, just take onion and pickle will celebrate at farm.

After 2-3 days, his wife unable to hide this thing in her stomach went to neighbor and vomits the entire thing.

After a week this thing has been talk of the town that this farmer has taken the zamindar`s asset. At last that zamindar came to farmer’s house and told him to return his pot full of gold coins. Than farmer smiled and told that how he has came to know about this thing, than zamindar replied that his wife told this to everybody, than wise farmer told, that his wife is mentally ill.

Than he asked his wife, that: Is it right that we have got a pot full of gold and precious stones in the farm, than she replied yes we got. Than he asked could you please recall the exact date of that day, than she replied she do not able to recall the exact date but yes they got pot on the very previous day of that great day in which bread usually produce by Bamboo trees every year.

Than Zamindar said sorry to farmer for inconvience he has faced and to know that his wife is mentally ill. Than on next night when his wife sleeping, he went to the farm and take the pot at home and hide it at his house. After few months he and his wife left the village forever and settled down in other village where they lead a royal life.