Once upon a time, there was a child surnamed Zhu whose parents died very early, and people called him "Nakun." Nakun was raised by his grandmother. When he was twelve years old, he saw that his grandmother was hunched over her back and her hands and feet were not flexible. He was very sad. He felt that when he grew up, he should work to support the elderly by himself, so he went to let a rich man surnamed Yang go to the village. Two miles east of the rich man's house, there was a deep pool, and there was a slanting sun-slope by the pool. It was wide, flat, green and tender, and it was a good place to herd cattle. Rich man Yang said that this mountain was his family's mountain, and other cows were not allowed to eat grass. This pool was his family's pool, and other cows were not allowed to drink water. As soon as Nakun entered Yang's house, the rich man told him that if he let any cattle come up the slope to graze and come to the pool to drink water, he would deduct his wages. Rich man Yang's house had ten water buffalo and twenty yellow cattle. Nakun drives the cattle to Xieyang slope by the clear water pool every day to graze. These cattle are also obedient, listen to Nakun's greeting, and never run around.

On that day, Nakun still drove the cattle to the edge of the pool and saw a small white cow rolling in the pool. Nakun thought to himself, who drove the cow here? If the rich man saw it, wouldn't it not only harm other people's cattle, but also my Nakun? He looked to the east and looked to the west, but there was no cow herder. When the small white cow saw that Nakun was coming, it climbed ashore and mooed. Seeing that the little white cow was shiny and very cute, Nakun couldn't bear to drive it away. He looked back at the stockade, and the trees blocked the field dam. He thought that no matter how high the gate of the rich man's house was, he would not see it, so he was relieved. Seeing that Nakun did not drive it, the small white cow jumped into the herd of cattle. Strange to say, this little white cow was just playing, never eating a blade of grass on the slope, and couldn't drink the water in the pool. When it got dark, Nakun wanted to drive the cow back to the stockade, so he jumped into the pool by himself, swam and disappeared. From then on, every morning, the little white cow waited by the pool for Nakun to come, and when it got dark, it separated from Nakun. Nakun only thought that the little white cow was funny, and he didn't think of anything else.

One day, a few months later, Nakun drove the cattle back to the village. Rich Master Yang stood by the stairs with a straight face. As soon as Nakun closed the door, he came up with a slap, knocked Nakun to the ground, and said fiercely: "You dare to ignore what I said. There is a white cow... Fortunately, I saw it on the mountain bag at the edge of the stronghold today. You eat my food and work hard for others quietly, but I don't give you a penny of wages!" Nakun covered his face and said: "The little white cow came from his own house, it just played, and it didn't eat a single grass on the slope, nor did he drink water. The rich man roared in anger:" Which cow is it? I'll settle the accounts with him. You dare?! "Nakun couldn't explain his reason, so he had to go home with empty hands. He was afraid that his grandmother would be upset, so he held back his tears and said nothing.

The next morning, Nakun drove the cattle up the mountain again, and the white bull was still waiting by the pool. Nakun stroked the white bull's head with his hand and said, "Little White Bull, it's not that I want to drive you away, it's really... Sigh! From now on, don't come, the rich man is fierce!" The white bull looked up at Nakun, and suddenly said, "Kind Nakun, don't say it, I know." Nakun was taken aback when he saw the little white bull talking. The white bull said, "Nakun, don't be afraid, I'm the divine cow in this clear water pool, because there are few cattle in the Dragon Palace, and it's very deserted, so I ran up." After listening to the white bull's words, Nakun poured out his own experience one by one.

The little white bull said, "Don't worry, come with me." Nakun rode on the little white bull, grabbed the horns, closed his eyes, and only heard the water flowing backwards, just like the wind blowing, and even his clothes wouldn't get wet. When the little white bull called him down, he opened his eyes and saw a large golden gatehouse in front of him, which was spacious and flat, and the flowers and plants on the ground were fragrant. Nakun followed the little white bull into the gatehouse and saw that there were dozens of gatehouses far and near inside, and faint songs could be heard. The little white bull took Nakun to turn left and right, and came to a shiny gate, saying, "This is the treasure house of the Dragon King. Let's go in, and you can take whatever you like." The treasure house was filled with gold and silver jewels, which were shining brightly. He walked to the edge of the mountain, looked at it, shook his head, and didn't touch it. He walked to the jewels again, looked at it, waved his hand, but didn't take it at all.

The little white ox looked at him, a little anxious, and said, "You don't want gold and silver jewelry, so what do you want?Nakun said, "Although gold and silver jewelry are valuable, it will be spent one day. If only there were tools for work, that would be good." The little white ox said, "Oh, that's not easy! There is a loom behind, which is used by the dragon girl to weave brocade. If you like it, take it." Nakun followed the little white ox around the golden mountain and saw a small and exquisite loom, which was bright and clean. He thought to himself: Take this loom back, we will grow cotton and spin yarn by ourselves, and we will not worry about having a good life.

Nakun returned home and gave up his life to rich man Yang. He got up early and found the dark, reclaimed the land, sowed cotton seeds in spring, harvested cotton in autumn, and then spun cotton yarn. He and his grandmother had just put the cotton yarn on the loom and were ready to weave. The loom immediately started to move on its own, and the shuttle was quickly worn around by itself, like a fairy on the loom, and in a while it weaved a large stack of white and luminous cloth. The grandmother and Nakun felt strange and couldn't get along with their mouths. The ancestor touched the white and shiny cloth machine and said, "Such a good cloth will not sell for a good price. Our grandparents and grandchildren will not be short on food and clothing. Rich man Yang was very puzzled when he heard that the Nakun family had weaved beautiful cloth and exchanged a lot of money.

One night he quietly touched the corner of Nakun's house and peeked. Eh! How strange! Nakun and his grandmother were sitting by the fire pit talking and laughing, and there was no one on the loom, but the shuttle was automatically "washing and washing". The rich man looked more and more amazed, thinking: Where did Nakun, this poor boy, get such a treasure? He pushed the door open and broke in, saying, "Wow, Nakun, you ate tiger gall and stole my loom. I told you to go to court!Nakun's lungs exploded when he heard this, and he stood up and said, "What does your loom look like? Don't falsely blame good people." Then, he explained one by one how to get to the Dragon Palace. The greedy rich man heard it and was scratched in his heart. He thought, if I go to the Dragon Palace and don't move it, I will be wronged. Wouldn't I be the richest rich man in the world?

Thinking of this, he wrinkled his horse's face, smiled "hehe" twice, pinched his throat and said falsely: "Hey, Nakun, you are really a good baby, I told you about the loom for fun, these few times you refused to step on my door, it's rare to see you! I said , "Can you tell the little white cow and take me back to the Dragon Palace to play?" Nakun said:" If you want to go, you can go by yourself, I don't care. "When the rich man Yang heard the fire, the horse's face pulled violently:" Nakun, you are ungrateful, and you don't think about it. If it wasn't for herding cattle for my house, it would be your turn to do such a good thing? If you don't agree, this loom... I won't be polite! " Rich Master Yang was scared and deceived, and Nakun had no choice but to agree.

The next day, genius Ma Ma Liang, rich man Yang came to kick Nakun's door. He wanted to make a fortune, so he sewed three big pockets overnight and brought his wife and only son. Nakun took the three members of rich man Yang's family to the edge of the pool and called three times into the pool. After a while, the little white cow floated up from the bottom of the water. Nakun said to the little white cow: "Little white cow, save me and my grandmother! The rich man wants me to ask you to take him to the Dragon Palace to get some treasure. Otherwise, he will snatch my loom, and we will have no way to survive. Take them there." Little White Bull floated on the water, looked at the honest and loyal Nakun, and then at the greedy rich man, nodded his head, and then brought the three of Rich Man Yang's family to the treasure house of the Dragon Palace. When Rich Man Yang saw so many gold and silver jewelry, he was so happy that he forgot everything, so he opened his big pocket and grabbed it desperately, filling the three pockets bulging like three dead pigs. Seeing that the rich man's family was too greedy, Little White Bull secretly called out to the crab general who guarded the Dragon Palace. Just as the three of Rich Man Yang carried the bag and walked out, the crab general came with a machete, foam in his mouth, and swayed with fish soldiers and shrimp.

At this time, the little white cow deliberately shouted in panic, "Run for your life, General Crab is here!" When Rich Master Yang heard about General Crab, his bones crumpled. But he still could not give up the gold and silver jewelry, and carried his pocket to rush out. General Crab shouted loudly, and with a horizontal knife: "Where to escape!" A large group of fish soldiers and shrimp will swarm and surround Rich Master Yang's family for a while. Rich Master Yang's family was dead, and Nakun and the villagers on the stockade shared his family's land and lived a happy life ever since.