Poor farmer : English version

Poor farmer:

There was a small village where several rich peasants settled and only one poor man who was therefore called a peasant farmer. He did not have a goat or money to buy one, although he and his wife were happy to have one. One day he said to her, "A good thought just hit me. The carver could make a lamb out of our wood and paint it brown so that it would look like someone else. Over time it will probably grow bigger and become a goat." The proposal pleased his wife and Carver was instructed accordingly and he cut the lamb, drew it as it should be and made it so that his head would bend as soon as he ate.

The next morning the goat was taken to the pasture and the farmer called the shepherd and said, "Look, I have a small lamb here." But it is so small that it still has to be carried. The shepherd said, "Very well" and took it under his arm and carried it around his neck and placed it in the grass. The lamb stands there all day as if eating. The shepherd said to himself, "Look how he is eating! He will soon grow up and go aloneIn the evening, when he wanted to drive his flocks home, he said to the lamb, "If you can stand to eat all the time, you must be able to walk on all fours, and I will not take you to my house."

The poor farmer was standing in front of the door of his house waiting for his sheep. The shepherd drove his flock to the village. The farmer asked him about the sheep. The shepherd replied, "It is still eating and drinking. It is not listening to me." The farmer shouted, "Eh! What? I must take my sheep!" And so the two of them went down to the grass together. But someone stole the lamb and left.

The shepherd said, "Perhaps it escaped on its own," but the farmer replied, "No, no, it will not work for me." The shepherd was dragged in front of the mayor. He was punished for neglecting to give a goat to a poor farmer in place of a lost lamb.

Now the farmer and his wife got the long-awaited goat and were very happy. But because they had no pasture, they could not feed him. So, soon they were forced to kill him. The meat they spoiled and the skin the poor farmer took to the next town and bought a lamb to sell.

On the way he passed a mill where he sat with a raw broken wing and with affection he picked up the bird and carried it on his skin. But the weather was so bad with heavy storms and rains that he could no longer go and turned into a mill, seeking refuge. Miller's wife was home alone and told the farmer to "lie down on that straw" and gave him a piece of bread and cheese. The farmer ate it and lay the skin next to him and Miller's wife thought he was asleep. Later, a man came and received him very kindly. He gave her a great feast and the farmer was afraid to treat her with only bread and cheese.

The woman went into the kitchen and brought well-fried chicken, rice and salad. As they sat down to eat, there was a knock on the door outside and the woman shouted, "Oh Merciful! He's my husband!" In a hurry he stuck the chicken in the oven, the salad under the pillow, the rice on the bed, while his guest set foot in the cupboard where he kept the linen. After all this, she hugged her husband and said, "Praise be to God!You're back! What a weather, like the end of the world! "

Miller noticed the man lying on the hay and asked what was there. His wife said, Aha, the poor man came in the wind and rain and asked for shelter, so I gave him some bread and cheese and showed him the straw. "

The husband said he had no objection and asked her to bring him some food. Wild said, "I have nothing but bread and cheese" and her husband told her to be content and told the farmer to come and share his food. The farmer did not allow himself to ask twice but got up and ate. Miller noticed the skin on the ground and asked, "What do you have?"

The farmer replied, "I have to tell the truth." "

Can it tell me the truth? Miller asked.

"Why not?" The other said, "But he will say only four, and he will keep the fifth."

Miller was curious and wanted to hear it, and the farmer pressed the crow's head in such a way that it fell off.

Miller then asked, "What did he say?"

The farmer replied, "The first thing is the salad under the pillow."

"It's a rare thing!" Miller said and went and got the salad. The farmer crooked the crow again and said, "Second, he announces that there is roast chicken in the oven." "It's a good story-telling!" Miller opened the oven again, crying, he took out the roast chicken. The farmer then crouched down the raven again and said, "For the third thing, he announces that there is rice in the bed." "That's great!" Miller heard and found the riceThe farmer then curled his bird once more and said, "For the fourth thing, he announces that there is a boiled egg under the bed." "Oh! I like it." Miller said he went and got it as it was.

The two men now sat at the table together, but Miller's wife became very angry and went to bed with all the keys with her. Miller was very anxious to know the dirty thing. But the man said, "First let me eat these four things quietly, the other is a little scary!"

..After they finished eating, Miller negotiated how much he would have to pay for the fifth item, and in the end he agreed to pay three thousand rupees. Then the farmer crouched down once more, and when Miller asked it, he said, "He announces that there's an evil spirit in the cupboard where the linen is!"

Miller said, "The evil spirit must come out!" And tried to open the door. But it was locked and the woman had to give up the key of the farmer who unlocked it. The invited guest came out at once and ran out of the house, when Miller said, "Ah, I saw the black friend who's right!" Soon they went to sleep. But at the break of the day the farmer made himself rare with three thousand rupees.

The farmer is now quite wealthy at home and has built himself a beautiful hut.So his followers said, "The poor farmer must have found the golden fortune from which he brought a basket" and they called him in front of the mayor and asked him how he could get his wealth.

The man replied, "I sold my goat skin in town for three thousand rupees."

And as soon as others hear it, they are eager for the same kind of profit. The farmers ran home, killed all their goats and skinned them, took them to town to sell at a good price.

The mayor, however, said. "My work girl must go first" and when she got to town she went to the merchant. But he gave her only three hundred rupees for the skin. And when the rest of the people came, he wouldn't give them so much, "What should I do with all these skins?"

The peasants, bent on being deprived by their poor neighbor and seeking revenge, complained to the mayor of his deception. The innocent, poor peasant was unanimously condemned to death and thrown into a full cask in the pit of the sea. He was taken away. Then they sent for a priest who could speak for them on behalf of the dead. Everyone was forced to walk a distance, and when the farmer looked at the priest, he recognized the guest he had met at the mill.

So he said to her, "I rescued you from the cupboard. Now save me from this shaking." Just then the shepherd took the sheep and the farmer with him, knowing that the man who had longed to be mayor had cried out with all his might. "No no! I won't do it ... I won't do it even if the whole world asks me!"No, not me! "

When the shepherd heard this, he got up and said, "What are you doing here?" What do you do?

The farmer replied, "If I stay in this shake, they will make me mayor… but no ... I will not stay here!" The shepherd said, "Oh, if you don't need anything else to be mayor." I'm willing to put myself in the casket!

"Yes, if you do that, you will be the mayor," said the farmer.

Then he came out of the shaking and the shepherd and the farmer lowered the tree again. Person went to the judge and told him that he had prayed for the dead man. ..They then went and lowered the cask into the water and as it rolled over the shepherd called out, "Yes, I should like to be mayor!"

They thought it was the poor peasants who spoke and said. "Yes, we understand that you can go down first.

They then sent the cask directly to sea.

.When this was done, the peasants returned home and as soon as they came to the village the poor peasants also came, quietly and cheerfully running a flock of sheep. This attitude surprised the other and asked, "When did you come? How did you get out of the water?" Farmer Md. "I sank deeper and deeper until I pushed the head of the cask out. There were a lot of beautiful deer trees on which a lot of lambs were grazing and I brought this herd of them with me.

"What else is there?" Interrogation of farmers.

"Yes!" He replied, "You know what else to do with him!"

The peasants then agreed that they would go and each would bring a flock for himself. But the mayor said, "I must go first."

So they went down into the water together and there was a lot of shaking clouds over a swamp in the blue sky that was mirrored in the water and looked like little sheep. The farmer said to them, "Look over there! We can already see the sheep on the ground under the water !"And the mayor said with a lot of pressure," I'll go first and find out if this is a good place and then I'll call you. "

Saying this, he jumped up and down, jumping up and down, others thought he was "Come on!" And so one by one the peasants sank into a great hurry.

Thus the whole village was cleared and the "poor peasants", as their only heirs, became very rich people.

Mural: Quick intellect helps one to overcome his dangers