One was a farmer in a village. He used to sell milk and curd by making milk and butter. One day, the farmer's wife made butter and sold it to the farmer. The farmer left the city to sell the village to sell it. The goal was to keep the round table unoccupied. Every person who weighed 1 kg. The farmer used to bring the butter, sugar, oil, gur and other essential liquids instead of the fish in the designated stores before the arrival of the farm. Today, when the farmers leave, the shopkeeper's butter rolls one by one while refrigeration Thinking that the weight of the butter is right, let's try to see it. Weighing the rolls of the roll, we found that the weight of the butter was not 1 kg. Turned each 900 grams !!!
The next week, the farmer went to sell the butter in the shop. As soon as he reached the front of the bank, the shopkeeper started shouting for the farmers. Go out of your shop. From now on, do business with any dishonest cheetah, no, no, no, no one will pay for your shop.
I do not want to see the man selling the 900 grams of butter, 1 kg, the farmer said in a conspicuous voice, the second, please do not be angry. In fact, I am a very poor man ,,,,, scales On one side, keeping the roll rolls on the other side was unstoppable.
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