One day a visitor came to Nasreddin house. “I’m your cousin from Konya” he said, “and I have brought you a duck to celebrate the visit”. Nasreddin was delighted. He asked his wife to cook the duck, and serve the visitor a fine dinner.
The next day, another visitor arrived. “I’m the friend of the man who brought you the duck” he said. Nasreddin invited him and gave him a good meal.
The next day, another visitor arrived. And said he was the friend of the friend of the man who had brought the duck. Again, Nasreddin invited him for a meal. However, he was getting annoyed. Visitors seemed to be using his house as a restaurant.
Then, another visitor came, and said he was the friend of the friend of the friend of the man who had brought the duck. Nasreddin invited him in to eat dinner with him. His wife brought some soup to the table and visitor tasted it, “What kind of soup is this?”, “It taste just like warm water”. “Ah!” said Nasreddin “That is the soup of the soup of the soup of the duck”.
