In a great country lived the great king Bacha. One day, wanting to have fun, he went to a vast plain and held a great festival there. There were several thousand guests at the festival, and during the feast, some of the rice fell from their lips to the ground.
When the food was eaten, the guests left, and the rice that fell to the ground was picked up by the ants. They carried him away and buried him in the ground.
Soon a great king from another country came to this country. He decided to go to war against the king, who had organized a great festival.
The army stopped at the very place where the feast was taking place. The place was completely deserted - no tree, no water - and the whole army was starving.
Seeing that the soldiers had nothing to eat, the ants took boiled rice out of the ground and fed it to the entire army.
Then the leader of the army asked the ants:
- Oh, ants, where did you get this boiled rice? The ants answered: - Oh, great king, in this country there is another great king - Bacha. Recently, King Bacha came to this place and feasted here. When the rice was eaten, the guests left, and we collected the crumbs that fell from their lips and hid them for ourselves.
The leader of the army was amazed:
“As you can see, this king has a great army and a great country.” It's better for us not to fight against him. I feel like we can't beat him.
And with these words he turned his army back.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru