A rich farmer was father of many young and beautiful daughters. He was trying desperately to marry off his daughters at the earliest.
One day he met Mulla Nasrudin on the way. “I have several daughters,” the farmer told the Mulla. “I would like to see them comfortably married. And I would also like to say that they won’t go to their husbands house without having any amount in their bank. The youngest one is twenty-three year old and she will take Rupees 35,000 with her. The next one is thirty-four, and she will take Rupees 55,000 with her. Another is forty-five and she will take Rupees 85,000 with her.”
“That’s very good,” said Nasrudin. “I was just wondering if you have one about fifty five years of age.”