“The village of Krasnukha acquired a bull. It happened like this: after retiring, Krasnukha’s neighbor, General Bodryagin, a tall, skinny old man, with a small head without hair, with a short-trimmed mustache on the red face of a newborn child, lived peacefully for three years, not offending anyone, but in the fall he also came to see him the general, just as tall, bald, but very fat; For two days they, looking like the number 10, walked around Bodryagin’s estate, and after that the general decided that it was necessary to build a cheese factory and cook cheeses. The rich peasants of Krasnukha did not like this - they cheaply rented all the arable land of the general, 63 acres, and the poor became emboldened in the hope of making money. And so it happened: the general immediately hired men to cut down the forest, began to build vast barracks, gave orders cheerfully and good-naturedly all winter, waving his stick like a saber, and in the second half of April, suddenly, in his sleep, he died without having time to pay the men for their work - money he paid tightly, reluctantly..."