Select the tale Contents Two brothers The happy cobbler The invincible Cock Lazy Hoory The paradise flower The hunter that lied A big pot of gold The master and the labourer The carnival Brother axe The foolish man The king & the peddler Travelers Nazar the brave The fox that lost its tail The dog and the cat The handless girl Black kiddy Unlucky Panoss The liar One drop of honey The sparrow The death of Kikos The talking fish The end of the wicked The Miller- King Zangi Zrangi

TWO BROTHERS

Once upon a time there were two brothers, one was clever and the other an idiot. The clever one would make the idiot work all day long and torment him so much that the latter in despair said to his brother:
"I don't want to stay with you any longer. Give me my share and I'll go away and live on my own."
"Very well/' said the clever brother, "Today you take the cattle to water and I'll give their food. When you bring them back, let those that go into the cowshed be mine and those that stay outside be yours."
It was winter.
The idiot agreed and took the cattle to water and brought them back. It was rather a cold day, so as the cattle approached the cowshed they hurried in one after the other except for a sickly young bull that stood at the door scratching itself against the longs. That bull became the idiot's share.
The next day the idiot tied a rope round his bull's neck and took it to market to sell call-ing as they went:

"Hey, come on bull, come, hey..!" As they were passing by some ancient ruins his cry echoed: ''...hey-ey-ey..." "You're talking to me. eh..?" The ruin echoed: "...e-e-e... ." The idiot thought the ruin had said "aye". "You want to buy my bull, eh?" "...e-e-e..." "How many rubles will you give me for it then?" "...ten..." "Will you give it now or tomorrow?" "...tomorrow..." "All right, I'll come tomorrow, so the money ready." "...ready..."

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The idiot, considering the deal closed, tied the bull to a door in the ruins and returned home whistling gaily.
The following day lie got up early in the morning and went to collect his money. Now, during the night the wolves had eaten up the bull. When the idiot arrived and saw the mones scattered about the ruins, he said:
"So you have slaughtered and eaten it up, eh?"
"...e-e-e-h..."
"Was it tasty or not?"
"...no-o-or -not..."
The idiot thought that the ruin was trying not to pay its debt by saying that the bull had not been good to eat, and he said:
"That's not my business, you've bought the bull, I want my money. Until you pay up I'll not go away!"
"...go away..."
When the idiot heard this he became furious and rausung his thick rod dealt neavy blows to one of the decrepit walls of the ruins, making some of its stones fall down to the ground.
Now it so happened that a treasure had been hidden in that wall. As the stones came down, a pile of gold coins came pouring down before him.
"That's good," exclaimed the idiot, "but what am I to do with all this. You owe me ten rubles, which makes one gold coin. So, I'll take my money, I don't need your money."
He took one gold coin and returned home.
"Well, did you sell your bull?" asked the clever brother laughing.
"I did."
"To whom?"
"To the ruin."
"Then. did he pay you for it?"
"Yes, of course! It tried not to pay at first, hut when I beat it up with my rod, it poured out all its wealth before me. I took me one gold coin and kept what belonged to it, just where it was."
Saying this lie took the gold coin out of his pocket and showed it to his brother.
"Where is that place?" asked the clever brother, his eyes wide open.
"No, I won't tell you where it is. You're greedy. If I show it to you, you'll take it all and make me  carry it home on my back."
 The clever brother swore that he would carry it all himself if he showed him where it was.
Come, give me your gold coin and show where the ruins are, I'll buy you some new clothes."
As soon as the idiot heard about new clothes, he gave his gold coin to his brother and took the ruins. The clever brother carried all the gold to his house and became very rich, but he did not buy his brother any new clothes.
The idiot reminded his brother of his promise over and over again, but in vain, so he went to complain to the judge.

"Oh, Judge," he said, "I had a bull which I sold to the ruins..."
"That's enough, that's enough!" interrupted the judge. "Where did this idiot come from? He sold a bull to the ruins, he says" mocked the judge and had him turned out of the court.
The idiot complained to others, but they all laughed at him.
And it is said that to this day, the poor idiot roams about in rags complaining to whoever he meets, but nobody believes him and they simply laugh at him, and the clever brother laughs together with them all.