Once upon a time there was a king's son and a poor man's son who became very good friends. One day, the king's son and the poor man's son chose a place to plant rice. The king's son said, "I am the son of a country, and I should choose a big place with fertile soil." The poor man's son said, "Yes, then I will find a small place where the grass grows!" After planting rice, the king's son thought that all was well, and he would no longer go to work in the fields, just waiting for a great harvest in autumn. The poor man's son was not so busy all day long, either fertilizing or watering, pulling weeds or catching insects, and never rested. When autumn came, the king's son did not get a single grain of rice, but the poor man's son had a great harvest.

The king's son thought that there was a god in the poor man's field, so he exchanged land with the poor man's son. The poor man's son was very happy, and immediately gave his bad and small land to the king's son, and the king's son also gave his big and good land to the poor man's son. The next year, the poor boy worked even more vigorously, and a piece of golden rice grew in the field, and everyone could praise it when they saw it. The poor boy was, of course, happy. There was a yellow bear who came to eat rice every day, and the poor boy was very angry. He dug a deep trap and tried to catch the yellow bear.

One day, the yellow bear really fell into a trap. The poor boy, armed with a knife and arrows, went up to the yellow bear angrily and asked, "Don't you know that this is my food? Why don't you work to eat my rice for free? Today, I will kill you!" The yellow bear replied with a smile, "I ate your rice, and I will repay you later. Besides, even if I don't eat your rice, the king will take it away." The poor boy felt very strange and didn't believe in such a thing at all. He said loudly, "You are a yellow bear, how can you repay your kindness? Don't lie to me with words!" After saying that, he raised his knife to cut the yellow bear. The yellow bear still said calmly, "Friend, I have nothing else to give you, so I will give you a puppy!" The poor boy was reluctant to accept it, but seeing that the puppy was cute and feeling that Huang Xiong was sincere, he rescued Huang Xiong from the trap and made a request: "Now I let you go, and if I don't need you, come to me immediately, can you do it?" Huang Xiong nodded and told the poor boy: "As long as you call Huang Xiong three times in a row, I will come to you immediately."

So the poor boy let the yellow bear into the mountains. He led the little dog alone and walked home through the vast grass. He was so tired that his legs were sore, his stomach was so hungry, and his throat was so thirsty that he said to the little dog, "How beautiful it would be to have a full meal now and find a place to rest!" The little dog ran forward obediently. The poor boy caught up with the little dog, and there was already fragrant butter tea, thin snow-white Baba, and boiled beef. So he ate a big meal, and he was full of energy. He returned to his home happily. The next day the poor boy went to work in the rice fields, and when he came home he saw that the small house had become a tall building, and the little dog waved its tail in the yard to welcome its owner. On the third day, the poor boy came back from work, and there were countless cows and sheep in the yard, all chubby and bleating. The puppy was still waiting for its owner with a smile.

Soon the news that the poor boy lived in a tall building, had cows and sheep, and lived a happy life with plenty of food and clothing reached ears of the king's son. He went to the poor boy's house and asked, "Whose money did you steal? Who built the tall building for you? Where did so many cows and sheep come from? Speak quickly" The poor boy said, "I am not a thief, I did not steal other people's things. It was the yellow bear who gave me a puppy, and my life was better. When I came, I had a building, and I had cows and sheep." When the king's son heard this, he concluded that the puppy was not an ordinary dog, but a god from heaven. So he said to the poor boy, "Now that you have become a rich man, you have no shortage of food or clothing, and you have all the buildings and cows and sheep. Give me this puppy! The poor boy heard that the king's son wanted his precious dog, and it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. He really couldn't bear to give up his beloved puppy! He stood there blankly, refusing to say a word. The king's son said shamelessly, "Okay! I'll take the puppy away!"

As he spoke, he took the dog back to the palace, and treated the dog with special treatment. He ate meat and tsampa, and lived in a specially modified house, dreaming that the dog would give him more priceless treasures. However, the divine dog did not give the king's son anything, but only pulled a few piles of black dog shit in the palace, which made the palace stink so much that it became a big toilet. The king's son had no other choice but to let the servants drive away the puppy and seize the poor boy's building and cattle and sheep. The poor boy became a lonely bachelor who worked in the rice fields every day. He suddenly remembered the instructions of the yellow bear, and he opened his voice and shouted loudly to the mountains in the distance: "Yellow bear, yellow bear, yellow bear!" As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew in the valley, and the yellow bear came soon. The poor boy said to the yellow bear, "The puppy you gave me was taken away by the prince, please give me another gift!

The yellow bear said to the poor child, "The puppy has come back to my house early, I will give you another lamb!" After that, it disappeared again. The poor child led the lamb home. When crossing the river, the poor child touched the horns of the lamb, and the lamb immediately turned into a boat, and soon crossed the river: when it touched the mountain, the poor child pulled the long fur of the lamb, and the lamb immediately turned into a big rock, carrying the poor child over the mountain. When he arrived at home, the poor child wanted to sleep and patted the lamb's head. The lamb became a cushion with beautiful clothes on it. The poor child wanted to fetch water and look at the lamb's front hooves. The lamb became a bucket with a small scoop in the bucket. The poor child wanted to sweep the floor and look at the lamb's tail. The lamb became a long broom. Whatever the poor boy wanted, the lamb could satisfy his wishes. The king's son found out about it again, and sent someone to call the poor boy and ask, "Your divine dog is gone, why is life getting better recently? What monsters are helping you? Tell me!"

The poor boy did not want to tell the prince, knowing that he had bad intentions. However, the poor boy never lied, so he had to tell the story of getting the lamb again. When the prince heard this, he was black-hearted again, and tried every way to snatch the precious sheep. He said, "I will return your cattle and sheep, and you can give me this lamb again." The poor boy knew that the prince's words could not be taken back like a waterfall flowing down the mountain, so he had to endure the greatest pain and watch the precious sheep being snatched again by the prince. The prince brought the lamb into the palace, fed the grass, drank sweet water, and fantasized about countless treasures that were not available in the world. But the lamb gave him nothing, went to the garden to eat the king's flowers, gnawed on the stems, and scattered black balls of dung everywhere, making a mess in the garden. The prince ordered the lamb to be driven away, and the poor boy was beaten badly. The poor boy was very sad and hated the prince. He had planned to leave the cruel and greedy prince, but he was reluctant to leave the rice field.

One day, the poor boy worked in the paddy field for a while, and then he opened his voice and shouted to the distant paddy, "Yellow Bear, Yellow Bear, Yellow Bear!" As soon as his voice fell, another strong wind blew in the valley, and the yellow bear came to the poor child. The poor child said to the yellow bear, "The little sheep you gave me was snatched away by the prince again, please give me another gift!" The yellow bear said to the poor child, "The little sheep also came back to my house, and I will give you another small box!" After saying that, it disappeared again quickly. The poor child carried the small box home, and was sweating profusely. He put the small box on the ground to rest and said to himself, "If the small box had two legs, it would be great if it could run by itself!" Just as he was talking, the small box gave birth to two legs, running in front of the poor child, and running so happily! After arriving at home, the poor child wants to go to the ground, and countless farmers come out with hoes in the small box; when the poor child wants to build a house, there are countless workers carrying slate and bamboo baskets in the small box; when the poor child is cold, leather robes come out of the small box; when the poor child is hungry, delicious food comes out of the small box; when the poor child is fine, young men and women come out of the small box to sing and dance. Whatever the poor child thinks, the small box can meet his requirements.

The prince soon found out about the poor boy getting the treasure box. The prince thought to himself: "Dogs and sheep are animals, and they have made me miserable. This small box is probably not dangerous! The first two times were ugly, maybe it offended God, this time I have to think of a way!" After he thought about it, he sent someone to inform the poor boy to fight in the competition tomorrow, and said that whoever lost would be a slave! The next day, the prince put on his armor, rode on a horse, and brought hundreds of soldiers with him, looking very majestic. The poor boy came to meet the success with his small box. With a drum tee, countless soldiers jumped out of the small box, grabbing a hammer in his hand, and rampaged in front of the battle, breaking the wrists of the prince's soldiers, breaking the legs of the prince's soldiers, and beating the jade soldiers. Finally, he grabbed the king's son, knocked out his teeth, knocked off his broadsword, stripped off his royal clothes, snatched his warhorse, and struck his butt a few times. The prince couldn't bear the pain, and seeing that his soldiers and horses were injured and killed, they fled. He felt that he had no capital, so he had to admit defeat and say, "Friend, I will be your slave!" Only then did the poor boy take back the army of iron hammers, no longer being bullied and humiliated by the prince, and live free and happy life.