- May your life last, prince! - said the butcher. “This man stole my money, but he says he didn’t take it.” When I was selling meat, he was the only one standing at the counter, there was no one else. - What should I do now? - Prince Shakhnazar was confused. - After all, your name is not written on your money. All money is the same. How can I guess whose money it is - yours or his?
At this time Pool-Pugi arrived. Having learned what the argument was about, he asked for a bowl of hot water. "What will he do?" - fellow villagers were perplexed.
When the boiling water was brought, Pul-Pugi took the money that had been taken from the thief and threw it into the water.
- May your life last, prince! - he said. - Look how the fat glistens on the surface of the water. So the money belongs to the butcher.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru