Behind the Obvious

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 Every Friday morning, Nasrudin arrived in a market town with an excellent donkey, which he sold.

The price which he asked was always very small; for below the value of the animal.

One day a rich donkey-merchant approached him.

'I cannot understand how you do it, Nasrudin. I sell donkeys at the lowest possible price. My servants force farmers to give me fodder free. My slave look after my donkeys without wages. And yet I cannot match your prices.'

'Quite simple, said Nasrudin. 'You steal fodder and labour. I merely steal donkeys.'

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