One tourist visited the famous sage.
The tourist was surprised to find that sage’s dwelling consists of only one room, full of books.
A table and a chair was all the furniture.
“Honorable, where is your furniture?” – the tourist was surprised.
“Where’s yours?” – Asked the sage.
“Mine? But I’m just passing through here. I’m a tourist here.”- the tourist replaied, more confused than surprised this time.
“Me too.” – whith a smile said the sage.