Soru: gezip gördüğünüz bir yeri kısaca anlatır mısınız

Cevap:

lala mimi fafa mi rere dodo sisi la mimi rere dodo

Açıklama:

#EnİyiSeçersenÇokSevinirim

Cevap:

bullduum

Açıklama:

umarim yardımcı olmuştur

en iyi sec

Cevap:

1/4

Adım adım açıklama:

3/8(2) genişletiriz paydaları eşitlemek için 6/16 olur

10/16-6/16=4/16 sadeleştirirsek 1/4 olur iyi dersler

Cevap:

There was a baker in our village who thought he was very clever. While selling the breads he made in his bakery, he always used less material and weighed it by putting a weight in his bag so that those who bought the bread would not notice. He used to dream of a big car he would buy, thinking that he would be rich.

One day, he calculated that there was very little time left for the money he wanted to accumulate. He got tired of waiting so long and made the bread smaller and he made a raise for the bread.

The people of the village, who were already poor, were both hungry and helpless. Because we could not prove what the baker did and we were very afraid of him. "What do we do if the baker gets angry with us and doesn't make any bread?" we thought.

"Now we have to find a solution to this, we must teach him a lesson without angering the baker." I said to my family. My father said, "Oh my son, if he gets angry, everyone will be angry with us and we will be expelled from the village." "Don't worry dad, I'll find a way." I said.

Our baker, who does not like to get up early in the morning, woke up at 4 in the morning again. When he got to the door of the bakery, he was surprised to see me there. "Baker, good morning. I want to work with you and help you. Besides, if I learn the business, I'll open the bakery in the morning." I said.

He didn't like my idea at first but after a little thought, he agreed with me. "Okay but I can give you very little salary, I earn little anyway." he told me. "It's okay if you don't pay any salary, I just want to help you." I said.

After about a month, the baker started to trust me. I was turn on the oven in the morning, heat the oven and get it ready and wait for the baker. When the baker came, I was preparing the dough, shaping it and putting it in the oven. That day I decided to start my plan. I filled the syringes with the golden dyes I bought from the market and hid them in my pocket.

When the baker came, I prepared the dough, shaped it and prepared each one to lay on the baking shovel and throw it in the oven. After the baker did this, he always had a glass of water. I took this opportunity, I sprayed golden dyes into the bread and took my place.

Not realizing what I was doing, the baker waited as usual until the bread was baked. Bread was shocked when it came out of the oven. Each one shone like gold. "I can't believe it, the oven is making gold, baker." I said. "Then we have to make more bread. Besides, these breads are too small, let's make them bigger." he said.

The baker immediately made the breads big and threw them in the oven. This time I did not spray the paints. When the breads came out normal, the baker was very angry. He began to shout, to shovel into the oven. Unable to bear it, he stuck his head in the oven and touched it with his hands. The baker, who forgot the temperature of the oven while acting nervously and excitedly, burned so badly that he could no longer make bread.

The baker, overwhelmed by his pain and afraid of the sight of his hands, said: "I don't want to see this bakery or the bread anymore. My money is enough for me. I'm leaving this village. Take this bakery and it's yours." he told me.

I explained the situation to the people of the village and to my family. After that day, the people of the village started to eat big, warm and fresh bread. My family is now out of poverty.