1. Soup nails
Tells that a vagrant, was wandering around in the jungle, where houses were far apart to the point that our friend the hobo he has little hope to find shelter before nightfall. Suddenly, he saw the light emitted from the trees, the light source is a stove fire hut. Vagrant thought: How much would be nice to sit this fireplace, and deals with something, so he dragged himself to the cottage on. And then saw an elderly woman coming towards him.
- Good evening, said hobo.
- Good evening, old man replied, then asked, Where I Come From? I do hobo: I came from the south sun, east of the moon, and now I am on my way home, I have visited all over the world, except for this region.
- Certainly, then, you're a great traveler, tell me, what you want from here?
- Oh, I want to spend the night shelter, response hobo. Then the old man said: This is what I thought, I think that you have to leave off from here, My husband is not home, and my house is not a hotel. "Oh, good Madam," said the hobo, "We should not be hard heart so, because we are all human beings, and we must help each other, this is our fate."
- We can help each other? Replied the old man, help? Have you heard about this thing in your life? Who will help me I am, do you think? I do not have a piece of bread in every house! I go, you very shelter elsewhere.
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But the hobo was, like the rest of the homeless, to Houha, although the old woman had complained and complained a lot, but his insistence and urgency of sweeping aside the old in the end, it was like a dog so hungry Rajata capitulated and authorized him to lie on the ground at night. "This was generous of you," said the old hobo grateful "that it is better to be lying on the ground without sleep, that I am in the cold depths of the forest," said hobo, this was a hobo type of joy and optimistic.
When he entered the room he was able to realize that women are not as bad as trying to pretend it, but it was greedy and mean-spirited to the fullest extent, and have always complains. Hobo tried in every way that alludes to the old man to give him something to eat, the old man's reply was: It is where I come from food? I did not eat anything, not even a piece of bread throughout the day.
Hobo but he was good, he said: "Uh oh, poor grandmother! Ttazavrin You must be starving! Do you want to address something is with me? Said the old man: What? Eat something with you? Said the old surprising, does not seem to you that you can request that a deal with you anything, what you have to offer me, I would like to know.
Those who travel a lot and walking around seeing things not known to others, who see a lot of things have sharp senses and knowledge of burning, my grandmother Oaireny deal! Aroused the curiosity of what the old beggar, Voaarth deal.
Hobo pot filled with water and place it on fire, then blowing on the fire every ounce of power so strongly caught under the pot. D hobo his hand to his pocket and pulled out a nail length of about four inches, three times his heart in his hands, and then put in the pot. "What would this"? I asked the old hobo, "soup nails," he responded, and began to move the water large spoon. "Soup nails?" I asked the old man, "Yes, soup screws" Reply hobo. The woman may have heard
For a lot in her life, but to make a soup using the nail! Did not hear the old man about this before!
"This is something to Itamlh the poor!" She said, "I want to learn how I make." Hobo said: This is what you should not eat it, because we have this, we will be vulnerable to beg! "," But if a woman wanted to learn it was made only to watch him, "This is what the hobo, and continued to stir the soup.
Qrvst women on the ground and her hands were Barakptiha stick, and her eyes track the hobo is driving the soup. "This is a screw in general make a good soup, but there is a possibility that this will be a light soup, because I make soup all this week, the same screw." If anyone got some flour oatmeal to put it with this soup, this soup will make the best, but one can make the soup without it, I do not even worth me thinking about this ", and move the soup again.
"Well, I think I might find some of flour somewhere," said the old man, and went out to bring some of it. Began hobo put flour in the soup, and followed the move, and remained staring Balmichrd women sometimes and at other times soup until almost taking out the eyes of that place.
"This soup would be good if accompanied by something else," he said, putting his hands carefully fill in the soup. If we had some of the meat salted and some grains of potato to put in the soup, Vsenasb this soup a group of men Alracin, whatever their level, but one can make the soup without it, I even Egdr me thinking this. "When I thought the old woman about it carefully, I thought they might find some of the potatoes to have, and also a bit of meat, Voatttha of the tramp, who continued to stir, and sat staring at the old strong and sturdy.
"This will be the best soup in the world," said the hobo, "of course would be," replied the old man, "he Kalkhial completely, all of this screw only!" Then I thought, "It
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A wonderful person this hobo, he can do what most of the resorption of the impregnated and then her heart, yes, he can more! ". Said hobo:" If anyone has some of the barley and drops of milk, it can ask the king himself to taste some of this soup, because the king himself deals with this soup in the evenings all auspicious, and I know it well, because I was working in the service of King Chef. "" Oh, to ask the king himself to taste this soup! No, would not dare! I wondered which old moved her hands over her knees. Was terrified of the hobo and the size of his contacts and acquaintances.
"But one can make the soup without it, maybe I should not think about this," said the hobo. Then I remembered the old man that he may have some of the barley, and milk, the cows I remembered that one of the favorites, had just been born, and then I went to attend the barley and milk. Hobo continued stirring, and continued the old man staring, sometimes in the hobo, and at other times in a pot soup. Then remove the screw from the hobo stew, and said to the man: "Now the soup is now ready, and we will have a real gala." And added: "usually deals with the King and Queen some drops of the drink, sandwich and at least one, of course, there is always a cloth on the table by eating them," but can Almraon make soup without it, probably not worth me thinking about this. "But the old man itself has begun feel the greatness, and I thought that if a few drops of drink and cloth will make you eat also eat the king, perhaps it would be nice to act as king and queen, a private company of hobo. and then went straight to the cupboard, and took the stairs a bottle of drink and cups, some of the butter and cheese, and some of the smoked meat and beef, even decorated the table seemed like a really intended for some of the guests. did not get the old woman in her life at such a banquet, and did not like her taste in this soup, prepared only screw!
The joy of old and very happy, I have learned how to make soup in an economical, did not know how they can thank the hobo who taught
This method is useful. Eat hobo and the old woman and drink, and Oklola and drink, so tired and Nasa. The hobo is about to sleep on the floor, I thought the old man: It is impossible to make such a great man slept on the floor, you must sleep on the bed.
Hobo not need to many of the urgency of the old man, said to her: "That's closer to the times of happy birthdays, happy that really meet people who are good," he said, then lay on the bed and slept.
The next morning when I wake up, the first thing addressed is coffee and some of the drink, and when they leave, gave women coins shiny, "Thank you, thank you very much, what taught me, now I'll live in comfort and prosperity, has learned how to make soup from a nail" ! Re hobo, saying: "Well, it is not difficult at all, as long as you have good things to Tadhauwenha," said the hobo, and he traveled in his way.
The old woman stood staring at the door when he is drifting away, and I thought: "Such people do not find them everywhere."
2. Men and women who exchange roles
It tells us that in ancient times, lived an old man, an old man like any other. This man was working in the woods and cut wood, and the burning of wood for charcoal making, while his wife remains at home, spin, cook and take care of the affairs of the house. In this way, they pass Oiamanma days after the other. But the old man was often complain that it works and toil to appoint himself and his wife, while his wife remains at home, make pudding, eat and enjoy their time. Although his wife had told him that there are a lot of work in the home, the old man would not be able to eat or wear well if she did not look after the house, not the old man did not listen to it, he was convinced that he alone carries on his shoulders all the responsibility and the burden.
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In one day, long Jaddalhma than usual, the woman said to her husband: "Well, it will be on your way, tomorrow will exchange our work, I'll go to the forest and cut trees for the stove, and you will remain in the house for my duties are disturbing. It seems that this proposal might fit the old man completely, he said to his wife: I will be working very well at home, but how you Stnasrvin in the woods, that's another story!
In the early morning, the woman says to her husband: "Do not forget to make bread, milk and fought for the manufacture of butter, and pay attention to the cows, and cooked vegetables for dinner. Think of the man: These are all simple things! Thus, women took an ax and her husband went to the forest, while the man started to ignite the fire in the oven and making the dough, and when the man thought that the dough is ready, he began to bread. In fact, it is difficult to predict what kind of bread that Sisnah old friend, he forgot to put yeast in the dough, and did not clean the oven of ash before placing the loaves in it.
I think men do that will improve the process of bread, and the idea of fresh bread awakened his appetite. The man said to himself: The fresh bread is a good thing actually, but he is better with bacon. So he went to the room of firepower to bring the last piece of bacon, and because the meat was salted, old friend, thought it would be nice to drink something with him. So, put the meat man on the first basement levels, and got to attend something to drink.
When the plug was coming out barrels of beer, a dog came suddenly and the kidnapping of a piece of bacon. Did not want the old man is certainly to lose a piece of meat, so I climbed to the top and the right dog, and while he was attached to the dog discovered that he still holds his hand stopper barrel of beer with him, so he gave up to catch up with the dog and returned to the house to be able to save some of the beer remaining.
But it was too late to save anything, it was the drum has been completed and all the spilled beer from him, which infuriated the man, and what is attributed to
His wife may not be better than in the forest. At least, even with no bacon or beer, it is still there, fresh bread to eat, and with the presence of bread, full of life! This is what he says goes!.
But his sense of comfort faded when he entered the hut and found that the bread may become burned to charcoal, were not there, nor is a small piece of burnt-out, this has been so bad!
Lol and man, the thought of saying, if I left the women in the house! If I am not the best work at home, what do you do are in the forest, I wonder? Perhaps it is now cut off her hands and legs!
In any case, there was not much time to think about, because the sun was in the middle of the sky, and it was to cook vegetables for dinner. In order to cook the vegetables one has to have something green, but he did not find any green thing in the house, he took his green jacket, and cut into small pieces, and then put them in the pot.
But he realized that he could not cook vegetables without water, Valenba was very far with him, and remember also that it gave the milk to extract butter from it, how it can manage all these things together?
Man thought: if you put a bowl of milk on my back, and I run towards the spring, it will be the milk has turned into butter at a time back into the habit to go back to the house, and this is what he did, but with it hastens forgot to put the lid on the pot of milk, and while he is stooping to collect water in the bucket, spilled butter on his shoulder and his head and landed in the water of the spring. The man returned to his home and with a mixture of water Bakhdp!
Now had to go out to the cow, since it is difficult for him to be outside and inside the house together, did not know what is really work! The man looked to the roof of the hut, he saw green grass glitters in the light of the sun, have seemed to him that the grass
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Comeray green above the cottage, so the rope connecting the neck of the cow and submit them to the ceiling while the other linked by rope near the chimney.
The man felt he is better off, and he came back into the hut, and grabbed the rope tied to the cow and tied up in the waist so as not to evade the cow from him, and began blowing the fire under a pot, and while he was busy blowing on the fire, a cow falls from the surface and drag rope inlay through the chimney !
At that very moment, a woman has returned to the house, and a bundle of large wood on her back, she saw a cow hanging next to a wall of the hut, ran all able to speed and cut the rope, and when I entered the hut, and found the man lying on the ground, covered in ash, burned and suffocated.
Fleihfezna God! I wondered woman and said: "Is this how you manage the house?
That man could not say a word, only, it was issued sighs and groaning. It was not long until I discovered women how her husband manages the affairs of the house, I've lost bacon, and ran out of beer, and burnt bread until the shift to coal, the cream in the spring, has been cut off sweater into small pieces in a pot, the cow was outstanding, bruises, burns covering her husband .
We can guess what happened after that, the women were able to take care of the affairs of her home in peace and quiet while the men continued to go to the forest, and did not hear one then complain about the heavy drive.
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