Some fighter sent Pekale to buy a cart. Pekale disappeared somewhere for a long time. And time passed, and he squandered the money. He returned without a cart, and the fighter asked him:
- Pekale, where is the cart?
- I ate it, master.
- Listen, they don’t eat the cart. - Well, since they don’t eat it, I drank it.
- No, Pekale, they don’t drink it!
“And if they don’t eat it or drink it, then it wasn’t a cart.”
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru