Then Ugga went up to the Buddha, bowed, sat down to one side, and said to him, “Sir, I have heard and learned this in the presence of the Buddha: ‘The giver of the agreeable gets the agreeable.’ My sal flower porridge is agreeable: may the Buddha please accept it from me out of sympathy.” So the Buddha accepted it out of sympathy.

“Sir, I have heard and learned this in the presence of the Buddha: ‘The giver of the agreeable gets the agreeable.’ My pork with jujube is agreeable: may the Buddha please accept it from me out of sympathy.” So the Buddha accepted it out of sympathy. “… My fried vegetable stalks are agreeable: may the Buddha please accept them from me out of sympathy.” So the Buddha accepted them out of sympathy. “… My boiled fine rice with the dark grains picked out, served with many soups and sauces is agreeable: may the Buddha please accept it from me out of sympathy.” So the Buddha accepted it out of sympathy. “… My cloths imported from Kāsi are agreeable: may the Buddha please accept them from me out of sympathy.” So the Buddha accepted them out of sympathy.