Once there was an old woman, she had a daughter - a big slut; for whatever it takes, everything falls out of her hands, the time has come - there was a fool, she took her and married her, lived with her for a year and more, and took her son. Once she came to visit her mother: this well, to treat her and to regale her. And the daughter eats and says:

- Oh, mother! What is your bread, tasty, presently sitnoy, and I have such that I do not want to swallow - this is a real brick.

- Listen, daughter! - says the old woman. - You, ver-in, not well knead the sour, because you and the bread is not tasty; and you try to knead kvashnya so that you ass was wet! So it will be fine.

The daughter came home, dissolved the boiling pot and began to knead; crossbred, crossbred, let the hem lift and the ass feel wet? and start kneading again. For two hours I was so kneaded, my whole ass was soiled, but she could not find out if her ass was wet or not. So she raised the hem, became a cancer and said to her son:

- Go here, see if my ass is wet or not?

The boy looked and said:

- Ege, mother! You have two holes together, and both are in the test!

Here she is full of kneading the sour dough, and from that dough she has smelled such delicious breads, that if they knew how she kneaded, no one beat her mouth.