Once upon a time, a simple man named
Wang lived in a village during the early Han
times. Only a narrow, rough path led to this village, so merchants, officials and travellers rarely visited. To sell
his charcoal, Wang knew he must
become a traveller, and make the
journey to the city.
Wang shouldered his long carrying
pole. At each end, swung wide bamboo
baskets stacked high with charcoal.
"What present would you like me
to bring you?" he asked his pretty
young wife.
"A comb!" she cried. "A
beautiful comb like those, of the imperial court!" The combs they used in
the country at that time were made of wood. "A comb like that!" she
cried, pointing to the crescent of the golden moon.
After a long trip, Wang arrived safely
at the city gates. He sold his charcoal for
a good price. He looked around the
city for his wife's present. However, he had forgotten what his wife
wanted! It was getting dark. Suddenly, he noticed the moon. It was round, so
very round. "She wanted something
round," he thought. He looked in shop after shop for something to
make his young wife happy.
Suddenly, he
spotted the perfect gift. He wrapped
his purchase in a piece of cotton cloth and hurried off, with only one bow to the shopkeeper. Wang had
bought a mirror. He did not even know what a mirror was. He only knew that it was round.