“Boy-boy” was a Zen master who left the formalities and traditional practice of the temples, and found a spot under a bridge where he was welcomed to live with the homeless. After several years of dumpster diving and eating at Salvation Army soup kitchens, a friend introduced him to a way to start his own business to support himself. He showed Boy-boy how to make homebrew from sugar, yeast, and molasses. Boy-boy subsisted in this way through old age and to the end of his incarnation.
While Boy-boy was in the homebrew business under the bridge, one of his homeless companions gave him a picture of the Buddha. Boy-boy hung it on the wall of his lean-to shack and put a cardboard sign beside it:
Mr. Amida Buddha: This little room is quite narrow. I can let you remain as a transient. But don’t think I am asking you to direct me on how to be reborn in a paradise.
[Adapted from Tosui’s Vinegar at http://www.101zenstories.com/ ]