A hen somewhere in the Indian countryside.
There is a good story told of a school-master who hit upon a clever expedient for securing the best of a good bargain. Addressing a poulterer who had six fowls exposed for sale in his shop he said, “I always like to give my boys plenty to do at meal-times; just pick me out the three toughest of these fowls will you?”
The poulterer, delighted at the prospect of disposing of the least valuable portion of his stock, did as he was asked, whereupon, the schoolmaster quietly remarked, “Ah, thankyou! I will take the other three, please!”
Précis
A schoolmaster devised a plan to get best meat from his local poulterer. He entered the shop and asked for the three most rubbery chickens on sale, to give to his boys. The poulterer eagerly complied, glad to rid himself of old stock. The teacher thanked him gravely, and then with undiminished politeness ordered the other three chickens instead. (59 / 60 words)