The Parable of the merchant who sold the dead donkey

The merchant had bought for a hundred rubles a donkey from an old farmer. The farmer had to bring him a donkey the next day. The farmer came as agreed, but no donkey.

 - I'm sorry, but the donkey podoh!
 - Well, then return my $ 100!
 - I can not, I have to spend it.
 - Well, then just leave me the ass.
 - But what do you do with it? - Asked the old man.
 - I play it the lottery.
 - But you can not play the lottery dead ass !?
 - I can believe. I just will not tell anyone that he was dead.

A month later the farmer met a merchant:

 - What happened to that a dead donkey?
 - I played him as saying. I sold five hundred lottery tickets for two rubles apiece and as a result has received 998 rubles of profit.
 - And that, no one protested?
 - Only one guy. Those who won the ass. He was very angry ... until I apologized and gave him back his two rubles ...