In the almost fifty years since grandfather Dehpour’s wealth had
begun to accumulate, it seemed that everything he did had
been carefully calculated in advance to confuse the Tehran merchants
and make fools of them. He undertook enterprises that everyone
predicted were doomed to disaster; instead they turned out to
be gold mines. He bought property on the deserted outskirts
of the city, but in no time at all a
building boom started and he sold the land for ten
times cost. He purchased stock in near bankrupt companies, and
made a fortune. He was always doing what seemed strange.
Paraphrases from the novel The Family Moskat by Isaac Bashevis Singer.