Hero

Once upon a time, there was a young man named Botir in the past. There was no one but the old mother. The mother and child struggled to make ends meet. One day there was no flour left in the house. Botir picked up half a sack of wheat and went in search of a mill to make flour.
On the way he found two eggs among the hay. "It's a blessing from God," he said, walking into his pocket. He saw a handful of yogurt on the road. Botir rejoiced and took the palm in his hand. Then he thought, "If I take this to the mill, the millers will surely drink it. If I leave it here, another passenger will drink it," and buried it in the ground.
After walking for a while, he saw a lump on the road. "I'll take it back," he said. He buried it in the ground, put a stick on it for the sign, and set off. He walked a long way and reached a mill. When he enters the mill, no one is there. There is a lot of flour in the bag. Botir saw them and hurried away. He filled his sack with wheat and tried to return. But since the day was late, he decided to spend the night at the mill.
The mill belonged to the giants. As evening came, the giants came, bells, drums, and feasts. Botir was scared at first. Then he restrained himself and said to the giants, "Come on, whatever I want, I'll make a threat to them."
"It was my father's mill." You have seized it, and I have come with you to take back the mill. '
The king of the giants appeared:
"Let's fight if we don't come," he said. The brave giant was very scared when he saw that he would turn to ashes. Still, he did not come empty-handed, threatening, looking at the giants:
- I have three conditions. If you meet these conditions, we will fight on the field, and if you do not, the mill will be mine.
"Tell me your condition," said the giant.
"My first condition is that you squeeze this tree by hand and let the water out," he said.
The giants all tried to squeeze the tree, one by one, one by one. None of them could get the water out of the tree. Without hesitation:
"Look at me," he said, and, hiding from the giants, took two eggs from his pocket, squeezed them into a tree, and the egg cracked.
"Look, you couldn't get the water out of the tree, and I even got the glue out," he said. The giants were stunned.
"Tell me your second condition," they said.
"My second condition is to play hard when I hit the ground," said Botir.
The king of the giants appeared:
"I'll do it," he said angrily, and he kicked the ground several times, but nothing came out. Izza, the giant Botir:
"Come out now!" He said.
"Come here," said Botir, leading the giants to the place where he had buried his yoghurt. The yoghurt flew in all directions as he kicked the burial site. Seeing this, the giants' fire cracked.
Still, they wanted to hear the third condition.
"My third condition," said Botir, "is to cover the ground in one fell swoop."
One of the giants:
"I'll do it," he began. Not a speck was broken, let alone the earth.
Then Botir:
"Now look at me," he said, and went to the place where he had buried the hum he had found on the road, and with one aim he kicked it, and the mouth of the hum opened wide.
Looking at the brave giants:
"If I hit harder, I'd sink myself, so I kicked slowly," he said.
Frightened, the giants fled the mill with the flour to Botir. At night, Botir wrapped his cloak in human form, lay it on the ground, and hid himself in the wheat field of the mill. In the middle of the night, the giants returned in distress. The man-shaped robe was thrown out of the water and Botir was killed. Botir saw it. When the giants left, he took off his cloak and saw that it was in disarray. Botir put his coat on his shoulder and went out into the street. The giants were celebrating that Batyr was dead. The hero came upon them:
"There were a lot of mice in the mill, and when I was lying down, he tore my coat and made a hole in it." I will pay you for my robe, or I will kill you all. ' Some of the giants fled in fear. Those who could not escape came to Botir and said, “Have mercy! Don't kill us! We will do whatever you order, ”he begged. Then Botir ordered the giants to find forty camels. The giants did what Botir said in one breath.
Hero:
"Put them on the camels!" He ordered.
The giants did what Botir said in the blink of an eye. Botir rode on the front camel and brought forty camels of flour to his house. The old woman was dying of starvation. He was relieved to see his son. They made bread out of them, cooked sweets, and began to live without knowing what boredom was.