One night, a thief broke into Hassan’s farm, with a one-point mission: to steal the biggest chicken.A perfect hit he murmured under his breath. He crept up to the singular fat, proud-looking chicken on the fence. “Perfect,” said the thief. Just as he reached for it, the chicken suddenly spoke. “Excuse me, sir, but do you have a receipt?” The thief froze. “WHAT?!” The chicken fluffed up its feathers. “You cannot just take me for free. I, after all, happen to be a premium chicken.” The thief looked confused around him. He was dreaming? The chicken continued, “Then if you want me, you must pay 10 gold coins.” The thief, still in shock, pulled his small bag of coins. He counted. Five. “Umm… I have only five,” mumbled the thief. The chicken shook its head. “Then I am afraid we have no deal. Good night.” The thief was embarrassed, so he hid his coins and ran. Hassan laughed heartily from the farmhouse windows. Another time, his talking chicken had saved the farm!
The Chicken That Outsmarted the Thief
