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In ancient times, I have heard, a hawker of hand-fans used to pass by the palace of the king every day. He used to brag about the unique and wonderful fans he sold. No one, he claimed, had ever seen such fans before.
我听说,古代有个叫小扇贩,每天都经过王宫。他常吹嘘他的扇子天下无双、美妙绝伦。还声称,从来没人见识过这样的扇子。
The king had a collection of all sorts of fans from every corner of the world and so he was curious. He leaned over his balcony one day to have a look at this seller of unique and wonderful fans. To him the fans looked ordinary, hardly worth a penny, but he called the man upstairs anyway. The king asked, “What is the uniqueness of those fans? And what is the