A retiring farmer in preparation for mercantilism his land, required to disembarrass his farm of animals. thus he visited each house in his city.
To the homes wherever the person is that the boss, he gave a horse. To the homes wherever the lady is that the boss, a chicken was given.
He got toward the tip of the road and saw some outside husbandry. "Who's the hector here?" he asked.
"I am." aforementioned the person.
"I have a black horse and a brown horse," the farmer aforementioned, "which one would you like?"
The man thought for a moment and aforementioned, "The black one."
"No, no, no, get the brown one." the man's married person aforementioned.
"Here's your chicken." aforementioned the farmer.
