Once upon a time there lived a gentleman who was very rich. He didn't know what to do with his money. He ate and drank sweetly, dressed smartly, he had so many guests every day that some did not have that on holidays. And his money did not decrease, it still increased.
And once the master wanted to joke about the foolish man, for the amusement of himself and the guests.
He calls the poorest man from the village and tells him:
- Listen, man. I’ll give you a whole lot of money, just tell me what doesn’t happen in the world. Nowadays people have realized everything: they can ride on the devil, fly in the sky, and you can send sandals to St. Petersburg along a wire. Tell me: what doesn’t happen in the world?
The man scratched the back of his head.
“I don’t know,” he says, “master, it seems that everything in the world really happens.” Give it until tomorrow - maybe I’ll decide.
“Well, go and think,” says the master, “and come back tomorrow and bring the answer.”
The man didn’t sleep until the rooster crowed, he kept guessing the master’s riddle. He’ll think about it, you never know what happens in the world, and then it will come to mind: “Maybe this does happen, but I don’t know. Well, okay, I’ll say it at random, maybe something doesn’t happen!”
The next day he came to the master.
- Well, man, now you know what doesn’t happen in the world?
“One thing doesn’t happen, master: no one girds himself with an ax, no one puts his feet behind the ax handle.”
The master grinned, the guests grinned; They see that the man is gray, but his mind is not eaten by a wolf. You need to measure out a small one. Yes, the master either regretted the money or wanted to joke with the peasant, who knows, all he says to the peasant:
“I found something to say, brother.” They really don’t do this here, but in foreign lands they do it all the time. Go with God until tomorrow. If you come up with an answer, bring it.
The man also thought about another night. No matter what he thinks, all hope is bad for the master's money. “The Germans are cunning—maybe anything can happen to them. Well, I’ll say something else!”
The next morning he comes to the master.
- Well, man, does everything in the world happen?
- Not everything, master: a woman is not a priest, a red girl does not serve mass.
Everyone smiled, only the master again did not give him money.
“No,” he says, “it happens; by mistake and all that. Go and think one last time. If you say, take the money, otherwise you won’t be angry.
The man spat in annoyance, walking home, thinking: “Apparently, it’s impossible for me to have money!”
Still, the next night he goes to the master again. “I’ll tell him all sorts of things,” he thinks; maybe it will be something unprecedented.”
- Well, what do you have to say? - asks the master. “Didn’t you find out what doesn’t happen in the world?”
“Everything happens, master,” says the man. “I thought that people don’t even go to heaven, but I’ve been here myself, and now I believe that this also happens.”
- How did you get to heaven?
“The late wife ordered me to visit and sent a cart for me: two cranes in different harnesses.” I saw her and the kids and returned to your mercy.
- And back with the cranes?
- No, I jumped back.
- How come you, little man, didn’t kill yourself?
- And so that I got stuck up to my ears in the ground, the ground was not hard.
- How did you get out of the ground?
- Heh... how! And he went home, brought a shovel, dug himself in and got out.
“Have you seen the late master, my parent, in the sky?”
- Well, I saw that they deigned to let you in to the handle.
- Well, what is he doing there? - the master interrogates.
The guy, don’t be bad, guessed it and said:
- What is the late master doing? Yes, after my children he washes the bedding.
- You're lying, stupid man! - the master shouted. “It doesn’t happen in the world that a master would babysit a slave!” Take the money and don’t talk nonsense!
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What doesn't happen in the world Once upon a time there lived a gentleman who was very rich. He didn't know what to do with his money. He ate and drank sweetly, dressed smartly, he had so many guests every day that some did not have that on holidays. And his money was not decreasing, it was still increasing. And once the master wanted to make a joke about the foolish man, for himself and his guests for the amusement. He calls the poorest peasant from the village and says to him: “Listen, man.” I’ll give you a whole lot of money, just tell me what doesn’t happen in the world. Nowadays people have realized everything: they can ride on the devil, fly in the sky, and you can send sandals to St. Petersburg along a wire. Tell me: what doesn’t happen in the world?” The man scratched the back of his head. “I don’t know,” he said, “master, it seems that everything in the world really happens.” Give it until tomorrow - maybe I’ll take it into my head. “Well, go and think,” says the master, “and come back tomorrow and bring the answer.” The man didn’t sleep until rooster, he kept guessing the master’s riddle. He’ll think about it, you never know what happens in the world, and then it will come to mind: “Maybe this does happen, but I don’t know. Well, okay, I’ll say at random, maybe something doesn’t happen!” The next day he came to the master. “Well, man, now you know what doesn’t happen in the world?” “One thing, master, doesn’t happen: no one girds himself with an ax, he won’t tuck his feet behind the ax handle. The master grinned, the guests grinned; They see that the man is gray, but his mind is not eaten by a wolf. You need to measure out a small one. Yes, the master either regretted the money or wanted to make a joke at the expense of the peasant, who knows, all he says to the peasant is: “Found, brother, what to say.” They really don’t do this here, but in foreign lands they do it all the time. Go with God until tomorrow. If you come up with an answer, bring it. The man thought about another night. No matter what he thinks, all hope is bad for the master's money. “The Germans are cunning - maybe everything happens to them. Well, I’ll say something else!” The next morning he comes to the master. “Well, man, does everything in the world happen?” “Not everything, master: a woman is not a priest, a red girl does not serve mass. Everyone grinned, only the master gives him money again didn’t give it. “No,” he says, “it happens; by mistake and all that. Go and think one last time. If you say, take the money, otherwise don’t get angry. The man spat in frustration, walking home, thinking: “Apparently, it’s impossible for me to have money!” Still, the next night he goes to the master again. “I’ll tell him all sorts of things,” he thinks; maybe it will be something unprecedented.” - Well, what can you say? - asks the master. “Didn’t you find out what doesn’t happen in the world?” “Everything, master, happens,” says the man. “I thought that people don’t even go to heaven, but I’ve been here myself, and now I believe that this also happens.” - How did you get to heaven? - The deceased wife punished me to visit and sent a cart for me: two cranes in different harnesses. I saw her and the kids and returned to your mercy. - And back with the cranes? - No, I jumped back. - How come you, little man, didn’t kill yourself? .- How did you get out of the ground?- Heh... how! And I went home, brought a shovel, dug myself and came out. “Have you seen the late master, my parent, in the sky?” “Why, I saw, they deigned to let me in to the handle.” “Well, what is he doing there?” - the master interrogates. The man, don’t be bad, guessed and said: “What is the late master doing?” Yes, after my children he washes the bedding. - You're lying, you fool! - the master shouted. “It doesn’t happen in the world for a master to babysit a slave!” Take the money and don’t talk nonsense!
Once upon a time there was a gentleman, very rich. He didn't know what to do with his money. He ate and drank sweetly, dressed smartly, he had so many guests every day that some did not have that on holidays. And his money did not decrease, it still increased.
And once the master wanted to make a joke about the foolish man for himself and his guests for the amusement. He calls the poorest man from the village and tells him:
Listen, man. I’ll give you a whole lot of money, just tell me what doesn’t happen in the world. Nowadays people have realized everything: they can ride on the devil, fly in the sky, and you can send sandals to St. Petersburg along a wire. Tell me: what doesn’t happen in the world?
The man scratched the back of his head.
“I don’t know,” he says, “master, it seems that everything in the world really happens.” Give it until tomorrow - maybe I'll take it into my head.
“Well, go and think,” says the master, “and come back tomorrow and bring the answer.”
The man didn’t sleep until the rooster crowed, he kept guessing the master’s riddle. He’ll think about it, you never know what happens in the world, and then it will come to mind: Maybe this does happen, but I don’t know. Well, okay, I’ll say it at random, maybe something doesn’t happen!
The next day he came to the master.
Well, man, now you know what doesn’t happen in the world?
One thing, master, does not happen: no one girds himself with an ax, no one tucks his feet into the ax handle.
The master grinned, and the guests grinned too; They see that the man is gray, but his mind is not eaten by a wolf. You need to measure out a small one. Yes, the master either regretted the money or wanted to joke with the peasant, who knows, all he says to the peasant:
Brother, I found something to say. They really don’t do this here, but in foreign lands they do it all the time. Go with God until tomorrow. If you come up with an answer, bring it.
The man also thought about another night. No matter what he thinks, all hope is bad for the master's money. The Germans are cunning, he thinks, maybe anything can happen to them. Well, I’ll say something else!
The next morning he comes to the master.
Well, man, does everything happen?
Not everything, master: a woman is not a priest, a red girl does not serve mass.
Everyone smiled, only the master again did not give him money.
No, he says, it happens; by mistake and all that. Go and think one last time. If you say, take the money, otherwise don’t get angry.
The man spat in frustration; on his way home, he thinks: Apparently, it’s impossible for me to have money alone!
Still, the next night he goes to the master again. I’ll tell him, he thinks, all sorts of things, maybe it’ll be something incredible.
Well, what do you have to say? - asks the master. - Didn’t you find out what doesn’t happen in the world?
“Everything, master, happens,” says the man. “I thought that people don’t even go to heaven, but I’ve been here myself, and now I believe that this also happens.”
How did you get to heaven?
My late wife ordered me to visit and sent a cart for me: two cranes in a different harness. I saw her and the kids and returned to your mercy.
And back with the cranes?
No, I jumped back.
How come you, little man, didn’t kill yourself?
And so that I got stuck up to my ears in the ground, the ground was not hard.
How did you get out of the ground?
Heh... how! And I went home, brought a shovel, dug myself out, and got out.
Have you seen the late master, my parent, in the sky?
Of course, I saw that they were allowed to go to the handle.
Well, what is he doing there? - the master interrogates.
And the man, don’t be bad, guessed and said:
What is the late master doing? Yes, after my children he washes the bedding.
You're lying, stupid man! - the master shouted. “It doesn’t happen in the world for a master to babysit a slave!” Take the money and don’t talk nonsense.
Once upon a time there lived a gentleman who was very rich. He didn't know what to do with his money. He ate and drank sweetly, dressed smartly, he had so many guests every day that some did not have that on holidays. And his money did not decrease, it still increased.
And once the master wanted to joke about the foolish man, for the amusement of himself and the guests.
He calls the poorest man from the village and tells him:
Listen, man. I’ll give you a whole lot of money, just tell me what doesn’t happen in the world. Nowadays people have realized everything: they can ride on the devil, fly in the sky, and you can send sandals to St. Petersburg along a wire. Tell me: what doesn’t happen in the world?
The man scratched the back of his head.
“I don’t know,” he says, “master, it seems that everything in the world really happens.” Give it until tomorrow - maybe I'll take it into my head.
Well, go and think,” says the master, “and come back tomorrow and bring the answer.”
The man didn’t sleep until the rooster crowed, he kept guessing the master’s riddle. He’ll think about it, you never know what happens in the world, and then it will come to mind: “Maybe this does happen, but I don’t know. Well, okay, I’ll say it at random, maybe something doesn’t happen!”
The next day he came to the master.
Well, man, now you know what doesn’t happen in the world?
One thing, master, does not happen: no one girds himself with an ax, no one tucks his feet into the ax handle.
The master grinned, the guests grinned; They see that the man is gray, but his mind is not eaten by a wolf. You need to measure out a small one. Yes, the master either regretted the money or wanted to joke with the peasant, who knows, all he says to the peasant:
Brother, I found something to say. They really don’t do this here, but in foreign lands they do it all the time. Go with God until tomorrow. If you come up with an answer, bring it.
The man also thought about another night. No matter what he thinks, all hope is bad for the master's money. “The Germans are cunning - maybe everything happens to them. Well, I’ll say something else!”
The next morning he comes to the master.
Well, man, does everything happen?
Not everything, master: a woman is not a priest, a red girl does not serve mass.
Everyone smiled, only the master again did not give him money.
No, he says, it happens; by mistake and all that. Go and think one last time. If you say, take the money, otherwise don’t get angry.
The man spat in annoyance, walking home, thinking: “Apparently, it’s impossible for me to have money!”
Still, the next night he goes to the master again. “I’ll tell him all sorts of things,” he thinks; maybe it will be something unprecedented.”
Well, what do you have to say? - asks the master. - Didn’t you find out what doesn’t happen in the world?
“Everything, master, happens,” says the man. “I thought that people don’t even go to heaven, but I’ve been here myself, and now I believe that this also happens.”
How did you get to heaven?
My late wife ordered me to visit and sent a cart for me: two cranes in different harnesses. I saw her and the kids and returned to your mercy.
And back with the cranes?
No, I jumped back.
How come you, little man, didn’t kill yourself?
And so that I got stuck up to my ears in the ground, the ground was not hard.
How did you get out of the ground?
Heh... how! And he went home, brought a shovel, dug himself in and got out.
Have you seen the late master, my parent, in the sky?
How, I saw, they deigned to let me in to the handle.
Well, what is he doing there? - the master interrogates.
The guy, don’t be bad, guessed it and said:
What is the late master doing? Yes, after my children he washes the bedding.
You're lying, stupid man! - the master shouted. “It doesn’t happen in the world for a master to babysit a slave!” Take the money and don’t talk nonsense!
Russian folk tales: What does not happen in the world.
Something that doesn't happen in the world.- Once upon a time there lived a gentleman who was very rich. He didn't know what to do with his money. He ate and drank sweetly, dressed smartly, he had so many guests every day that some did not have that on holidays. And his money did not decrease, it still increased.
And once the master wanted to make a joke about the foolish man for himself and his guests for the amusement. He calls the poorest man from the village and tells him:
- Listen, man. I’ll give you a whole lot of money, just tell me what doesn’t happen in the world. Nowadays people have realized everything: they can ride on the devil, fly in the sky, and you can send sandals to St. Petersburg along a wire. Tell me: what doesn’t happen in the world?
The man scratched the back of his head.
“I don’t know,” he says, “master, it seems that everything in the world really happens.” Give it until tomorrow - maybe I'll take it into my head.
“Well, go and think,” says the master, “and come back tomorrow and bring the answer.”
The man didn’t sleep until the rooster crowed, he kept guessing the master’s riddle. He’ll think about it, and you never know what happens in the world, and then it will come to mind: “Maybe this does happen, but I don’t know. Well, okay, I’ll say at random, maybe something doesn’t happen!”
The next day he came to the master.
- Well, man, now you know what doesn’t happen in the world?
- One thing, master, does not happen: no one girds himself with an ax, no one tucks his feet into the ax handle.
The master grinned, and the guests grinned too; They see that the man is gray, but his mind is not eaten by a wolf. You need to measure out a small one. Yes, the master either regretted the money or wanted to joke with the peasant, who knows, all he says to the peasant:
- I found something to say, brother. They really don’t do this here, but in foreign lands they do it all the time. Go with God until tomorrow. If you come up with an answer, bring it.
The man also thought about another night. No matter what he thinks, all hope is bad for the master's money. “The Germans are cunning,” he thinks, “maybe anything can happen to them. Well, I’ll say something else!”
The next morning he comes to the master.
- Well, man, does everything in the world happen?
- Not all, master: a woman is not a priest, a red girl does not serve mass.
Everyone smiled, only the master again did not give him money.
“No,” he says, “it happens; by mistake and all that. Go and think one last time. If you say, take the money, otherwise don’t get angry.
The man spat in frustration; on his way home, he thinks: “Apparently, it’s impossible for me to have money!”
Still, the next night he goes to the master again. “I’ll tell him all sorts of things,” he thinks, “maybe something incredible will happen.”
- Well, what do you have to say? - asks the master. - Didn’t you find out what doesn’t happen in the world?
“Everything happens, master,” says the man. “I thought that people don’t even go to heaven, but I’ve been here myself, and now I believe that this also happens.”
- How did you get to heaven?
- My late wife ordered me to visit and sent a cart for me: two cranes in a different harness. I saw her and the kids and returned to your mercy.
- And back with the cranes?
- No, I jumped back.
- How come you, little man, didn’t kill yourself?
- And so that I got stuck up to my ears in the ground, the ground was not hard.
- How did you get out of the ground?
- Heh... how! And I went home, brought a shovel, dug myself out, and got out.
-Did you see the late master, my parent, in the sky?
- Of course, I saw that they were allowed to go to the handle.
- Well, what is he doing there? - the master interrogates.
And the man, don’t be bad, guessed and said:
- What is the late master doing? Yes, after my children he washes the bedding.
- You're lying, stupid man! - the master shouted. “It doesn’t happen in the world for a master to babysit a slave!” Take the money and don’t talk nonsense.
