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Book-1 Tir novella
V. Speys
Spiced messengers – who are they friends or enemies? The civilization on the planet Fayeton was created by the union of the advanced humanoid creatures of the Universe. The fate of the world is already predetermined. How is the future predetermined by the Secret Government of the Earth? Who influences the course of history? Described in this book. You will find answers to the mysterious past and future of the World in the adventures of the heroes of this book.
Book-1 Tir novella
V. Speys
© V. Speys, 2021
ISBN 978-5-0053-4916-3
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Annotation
Spiced messengers – who are they friends or enemies? The civilization on the planet Fayeton was created by the union of the advanced humanoid creatures of the Universe. The fate of the world is already predetermined. How is the future predetermined by the Secret Government of the Earth? Who influences the course of history? Described in this book. You will find answers to the mysterious past and future of the World in the adventures of the heroes of this book.
Book – 1, Tir, novella
Entry
Many millions of years ago, the Union of advanced civilizations The universe was put into practice the basic law of existence and development of intelligent life, which should be developed on the outskirts of galaxies, the most suitable for this purpose. Our Milky Way galaxy has good conditions for the realization of purpose. The solar system was chosen. And incarnation began on Fayeton planet. While preparations were made and the first stages of implementation, there was consensus among Civilizations, for each pursuing its own goals. However, as so that life evolved on Fayeton developed and differences in Union environment. These differences are mainly divided into two categories: first – for the operation life of man by studying the behavior of artificially created extreme situations and selection at this life-giving energy generated by humans for food and supplement their own vitality. the second – more humane, for the operation of human experience acquired during the life of a man-made extreme conditions. These two concepts have created irreconcilable differences and animosity between two groups within the Union, but having a thorough knowledge of the laws of the universe Space and knowing that the war between them tantamount to suicide. The Union is at peace and strict observance rules and laws of the ecological processes taking place in the cosmos. Bound rigid framework of co-existence, emotion differences transferred to the long-suffering humanity… And the food vital energies of Man goes as during his lifetime, and after his death (using life experience turned into energy clots energy). And what about the man himself? Man, as has been said is the embodiment of the best qualities of cast Advanced civilizations, and concentrated in it. Vested with these qualities, he seeks to escape from under the control of its creators, guardians, but every time you reach the knowledge of higher knowledge Cosmic Laws of the Universe, Union wipes out the planet incubator of human civilization. For what? Before the inexorable destruction of the Law, which is the end result necessary for the revival of the matter of the universe is compressed to state point of substance, when there is neither space nor time, nor matter. The revival comes from the Supreme Intelligence that revives the universe from the point of reviving himself and, because he’s always there. Cannot exist without material substance of space, time and matter. So, experience is necessary for the revival of civilization, and to purchase it withdrawn man endowed with the best qualities that gave it as gifts to advanced beings of the universe. Man locked in shackles atmospheres and attractive forces of the planet, in fact appeared in the world hostage to their creators – the experimenters who have powerful tools Cosmic knowledge. In an effort to break free from these shackles. The man, far superior, its unattractive appearance to the creators, according to his ability, perceptions of beauty and harmony of the universe, quickly reaches perfection. But the union does not sleep, because he knows that reaching perfection Humanity be established in space and break the life-giving currents generated energy abundant supply in reasonable creators. Having taken a worthy place in the Space, Man beats the Universal Mind of the Universe, which is the God, God will carry out the promise, will give the Union Higher Civilizations (Biblical angels) in the subordination of man and mankind will be the people of God Himself. It is only fueling wild instincts in man born in the struggle for existence, such as: anger, betrayal, fratricide and other… Civilization universe portrayed God the Father (Supreme Intelligence of the Universe) is not a worthy man, a man – a destroyer and as a result erased from the face of the planet, the incubator of human civilization, which reached “forbidden” knowledge. Higher Mind of the Universe, God, is committed to helping self, created to His image and likeness. He repeatedly sent people to the Messiah. Therefore, is the Man Biblical way in which he can escape from the bondage of guardianship Space “fathers” and take its rightful place among the ecumenical civilization. But never the highest civilization Cosmos, under any circumstances, share their achievements with Man, for they will be immediately pushed into the background by the natural laws of development, which is equivalent to the degeneration, death, or life in the service of man. So, having the opportunity to be invisible to the human perception, they influence the course of historical processes to inspire humanity to erroneous ways to slow down the evolution. Examples of this are many. Progressive historical figures of the Earth of Mankind, as a rule, have time to do only one jolt to progress as immediately “bad luck” claims the lives of more full of energy and ideas of the leader. To survive, receive the promise by God, immortality, happiness, joy life without the pain of disease, etc., the kingdom of heaven on earth, we must remember that man is God’s chosen one, the Cosmic Mind of the Universe and learn to defend themselves against a massive flow of misinformation gushing on Humanity. The more intense we will defend ourselves more intensively on us will be affected by the higher civilization of Space for God’s plan we are His people, and the protection and man can survive only respecting the simple truths contained in the Word preached and His messengers known since ancient times in all religions of the world;
Destroying Mankind Phaeton as vice before God, Union is forced to revive the new Man, searching for suitable land, new continents on the planet…
Prologue
Among cities of the World leading place belongs to the Mirage. This city has emerged at the intersection of two times two historic epochs. The first has not had time to die, the second – to get stronger. The first epoch belongs to the era of devastating civil wars, when the state of the planet, greedy consumed with envy to each other, were devastating wars that led to the unprecedented Poverty, hunger, devastation and epidemics. The second epoch belongs to the era of unprecedented prosperity, flowering of human genius. And it was this: Among the warring states was lost one, a small and insignificant in politics, monarchical state, controlled the king. It skillfully maneuvers, to remain neutral, and not to fight. The warring countries would immediately used it, as a neutral country for secret negotiations, meetings and conversations
intricacies and political intrigue. This country was swarming with secret intelligence agents around the world, and hotels it is not empty. Little by little, the banks Lakiya, was the name of the state, have become accumulate gold reserves. The state has gradually become world’s richest countries, which listened to the voice. And the day came when the soldiers of the warring states agreed among themselves, bypassing generals who sent them to their deaths, and stopped the war. Just went home. In the states of chaos. To somehow save your power, the government entered into a long-term alliance Peace and Friendship Treaty, the so-called Union of the Armistice. And since Lakiya retained the status of a neutral state, it also agreed that Lakiya will play a central role in the Union and help support the order in which it will be necessary. Union Armistice decided; King called by the President, and the king’s vizier – Advisor to the President and entrust him with the duties of the Minister of Foreign Affairs. And not to hurt it to other states, decided to build a capital of the world in the center of the waterless desert. Get directions to her motorway and rail communications and turn the desert into flourishing region. Boundless sand dunes, plenty of room and the fruits of peace and the Union of the States not long in coming. Millions of unemployed, hungry people got jobs. As one mastered the dead sands. Desert Pastka alive, filled with voices of people and rumble motors. Her heart began to wake up white stone city. Allied governments rubbing their hands as they deftly managed to hold Lakiya. After all, at the expense of this country was built Capital of the World desert and came to life. World has brought countries: wealth, a happy and joyful life, free labor. And the day came. The president moved into his luxurious palace grew up in the heart of the capital, on all sides planted with young seedlings future huge park. The city was built rather quickly for five years. The city on all sides stretched highways and railways. There were four: Southern, Northern, Western and Eastern branches. In the capital, it was delivered on everything you need or continued construction and life of the city. But the most important thing, without which life is impossible! – Water. Its found at a depth of three hundred meters. A whole sea of fresh water, passing – the universe from all sides rock, waiting in the wings. And the time has come.
From wells flooded, rushing through the old river bed in the sand. Builders are immediately built a canal and river withdrew into the circle. From this above-ground reservoir for a variety of connections – channels – the water went into the desert for irrigation. Thus was formed Ensure con. Over the years the capital of the world until this time has turned the desert into a blooming garden, a hot climate in soft subtropics. States that received a breather and getting stronger already were thinking about the primacy of the Mirage. But it was too late. Set of laws, published at the time of the Agreement by the President bent them to his will, and the adjusted state machine, strength and Lakiya army of mercenaries in war-hardened, experienced, and relentless, quickly and brutally suppressed any statements. But the situation became more complicated with each passing year, and the current president and his advisers, more than ever, needed a reliable, dedicated people who are ready for any action at any time of the day or night.
Chapter 1
Hot day. In the blue sky flashes a bird If you lie on your back and look up, the bird seems with a golf ball. Without moving, the bird in the sky is almost invisible. And only to hear her singing, give her the name of the singer of the fields – Skylark. Over a field of grain, trailing by a near grove to the lake, a few lumps of frozen alive. Competing with each other in singing larks are rising higher and higher into the bottomless blue. Good to lie on his back in the cool shade of ears of grain fields, when you are only ten years old, and when there is nobody around except the sky, the endless expanse of fields yes Song of the Lark. Suddenly, the there was a rustling of the thick stems. “It is true. Mermaid”! – Flashed in the mind. Freezing Fear crept in bare feet boy. He jumped to his feet. A thin, You step to the clavicles, rising above the gate through unbuttoned
Sleeveless. Advanced zrachk2i hazel-green eyes with a scared curiously looking towards a rustle. Heard only the sound of wind wwavy ears. And nobody around. But now, three meters from the
boy, rustled spikes and rapid track streamed directly to him. He froze in fright. Black shaggy
being caught in a continuous thicket of stems at the boy, whining for a puppy, trying to lick his face.
– Ball, is that you? – Co sigh of relief, he said. Dog with drooping ears fun jumping around. The boy tugged at his head popped into the open jaws of a hand, and he pretended to bite gently pressing brush his teeth. Dog and boy playing out on a country road and headed towards the lake.
The ball first into the water. Kicking up clouds of spray, dog wear Xia on the sandbar beach, having fun turning his head, looking waiting for the boy. Then another fumbled on the beach, taking off clothes when the dog, losing patience, cold phlegm wool burned body.
– Get out of here, you bastard! – He swore, driving dog. He jumped to the side to throw again, already behind the host, in warm waves of the lake and swim nearby. High above, a shock of white feather, clouds floated. Among the blue expanse of sky fled they are far from unknown in uncharted territory. “Take off to them!” – Dreamily thought the boy was already imagining myself flying nearby. As if in a weightless space, he hovered above the ground, feeling the weight of the body dissolves, give water. At the bottom through the clear its purity can see the bottom, overgrown with weeds, as if from a height fancies Earth and its forests, fields and ovragami.2
– Phew-p! – He snorted. Caught the spirit of the dream of limitless expanse of blue vistas. And if you close your eyes and dive you will come to the weightlessness of outer space, and you’re in
spacesuit on an unknown station, forgotten by aliens from other Editch.
– Phew! – Did not have enough breath, but it would chase fatty carp, sleepily wags his tail offing
Dusk was falling over the village. The dusty streets flocks of sheep wandered. Shepherds on small nimble nag revolved around flocks, driving long whips behind. Sheep bleat, as if by agreement, in strict order one by one, then together, then one by one. From whooping shepherds and sheep vote on village streets reigned eternal song of the century, and now revived with the evening twilight. Then returned to pasture shepherds. The old gray-haired farmer stood at the gate, looking dim view of the gray mist. Black clothes were covered with a brown film se dust. To better see, she raised her dry with crooked fingers trembling hand to his forehead.
– Hey, Amir? – Restless she called drive-by shepherd.
– Have you seen my son?
– I saw my mother Naa. – The answer is the youngest sonorous voice, he is the last one!
The old woman settled down, waited. The dust has settled, the latter raised a flock. And everything is so old Naa also stood in waiting, letting wrinkled face in the darkening horizon. In the dusk of the evening came the distant voices of sheep, from all parts of the village, it was hard to make out anything in the discordant coming night. From the gray mist emerged the first sheep. From a distance, they looked like bales of hay, miraculously revived and mincing on the four-legged sticks.
They are fast approaching and, dragging the others ran through the open gate.
– Oh, a tomboy! – Cursed hoarse voice shepherd! – Well Appear to me, I’ll set you seven skins!
He walked heavily limping on his right leg. In his left hand hold the reins emaciated horse that trailed behind.
– What, again missing? – Crackly voice asked from age Naa.
– Yeah, and the dog on a dragged. I had a whole day chasing sheep.
– From the brat! – Loudly cursed the old woman was clear that the one of whom they say, is not loved.
– Hey, Jeannette! – Called shepherd. On the threshold of a wooden house ran a young girl in a long skirt and apron with a thick tight oblique jet-black hair that fell to her waist.
– Help drive the herd into the barn.
Jeannette Shepherd and quickly herded the animals into the building. The boy had come too late. In the windows of the wooden house was burning brightly light. He cautiously crept to the window and peered inside. For table were a shepherd, and Jeannette Naa. In the steamed food trays, each drew a spoon and eat. The boy swallowed. The ball spun at his feet and suddenly whined piteously. The shepherd looked up from the table food and listened. Then suddenly jumped up from his chair and hobbled, toward the low door. Near the jamb removed the nail belt and you
walked into the yard.
– Where roamed the puppy? – He shouted, looking at the the darkness.
– And Come here, I’ll deal with you!
The boy was sitting in a thicket of burdock, trembling with fear. In the stomach seething. Hunger was stronger. He reluctantly got up and slowly downcast eyes, he went to his father. A minute later came the scathing attacks belt and restrained sob. Jeannette was sitting at the table, covering his face with his hands. On my cheeks in her tears flowed.
– Ever since his mother died! – Coldly said the old lady, Dan had a hard time. The kid just got separated from the hands, instead of an assistant raise our lazy, freeloader. Won the neighbors, Amir, gold was a child and now parents are not quite appreciate. Shepherd! And this! – It could not think what to say, waved her hand. Then began to eat. The door creaked open. Dan appeared on the threshold. He kept his ear boy, who was crying, wiping tears mixed with the dust on face.
– Sit down! – The old woman told him, pointing to the free chair. Son-in-scooped out of the pan and ladle soup served in a bowl. The boy began to eat with gusto.
– Rumor has it! – Dan started! – That will be auctioned off on Sunday.
– What, you hope to sell something? – Asked the old woman dissatisfied.
– Yes, I’d like to try, maybe this time we’re lucky.
– Ha-ha-ha! – Deliberately evil laugh Naa! – Do you hope to of success? Listen old mother, if you do not want to lose all, time has not come yet.
– I’m sick of poverty, Mom! – Angrily retorted son. – Yes and idler grows, is it this peasant life?
– You’re not a peasant! Your hereditary shepherd! – Commanding voice arguing mother, proving its origin with a proud posture, as far as her old body. – I hold you, when you put it in mercenaries in NARF, and what came of it. Got a thigh injury. Eh, do not listen to the old mother. Neither we
bad his son did not wish to.
– How much do you prove, mama, not mercenaries, and the palace guard. And then I found the golden fleece”
– Do not have time, I tell you! And forget about it. Mother like a man slammed his hand down on the table. At such moments, she liked the boy. He has even stopped watching the admiring eyes of his grandmother. Dinners rarely ended without such after-dinner conversations. Jeannette at this time rattling dishes, cleaning the table. Newest boy stood up.
– Omar! – Called him a girl! – Where are you going?
– A sleep. – Heat looked at his sister swollen from crying eyes, he said. Jeannette gently looked at his brother. Her girlish heart, woman-sensitive, shrank whenever father chastised Omar. Then the poor girl fancied that if she had power over her father, she would even for a moment made him suffer. She seemed a cruel father, as a punishment of fate, as hell, which plunged her life by the will of the same father.
– I will come to you.
Omar frowned at the words sister. He was incomprehensible to her caresses. Especially his tormented stormy tide of tenderness, manifested in the moments when she climbed into his bed, gently stroking his auburn hair and pressed hard all over, trembling showering kisses. He could feel her strong preserver maiden chest through the fabric nightgown, and her brother was getting embarrassing. Its a scary thought that one day he would break down and tell her offensive word, which would deprive him of, perhaps, the only close friend in the whole world. And had to endure, and he patiently endured the “veal” tenderness. Omar meanwhile, found himself in his room, so to name a closet with wooden bed that took up almost all of its area. The only window looked out into the yard. Under the window was Booth Ball, and faithful dog often wake in the morning Omar, barking as while his master is not mope-headed head puts out into the yard.
The boy hung clothes on a hanger on the left of the door. Then went to the bathroom. Bathroom considering only the name, then all the rest of what it was, was not about to be placed under this name. Nevertheless, vanned basin was nailed the wall. Beneath it stood on a stool, a huge copper pan. Next with wash tub with water and there in the corner of the night latrine in a garbage can. Boy washed, washed the feet in a basin. Then wiped his face with a towel and legs. Balance water leaked from the pelvis into the garbage. After finishing toilet, he went to him. How sweet it is to lay the body in soft snow-white bed, spread your arms and feet and dive into oblivion. The beating of his father’s belt whined, not giving lie down comfortably, finally, all failed somewhere, emerging countries, the picture of the vast expanse of blue: “How strange, why is the sky upside down?” He came closer and saw that the blue – a huge expanse of water with waves running through it. The waves suddenly grew up, murmured, turning in front of a blue straw, color, grain fields: “Yes this is the wheat.” The noise increased. It suddenly caught Bread wave, whirled and threw to the ground.
– Omar! – Heard a whisper of girls’ lips. The boy opened eyes. Nearby lay Jeannette. She gently stroked his hair, a little touching the long fingers of his right hand.
– What was already great. Tell me, did it hurt?
– No, it’s gone.
– You know, I would not stand it.
– Well, you’re a girl. – With boyish dignity dropped
he says. She gently pressed her to his brother. Omar was curled his battered face, but an effort suppressed pain. Dislike caresses encouraged to push his sister, but he gave the opportunity to vent surge of tenderness. She embraced him with both hands, and then fell asleep. He has long did not fall asleep. When my sister stopped moving and delved into sleep, he carefully freed from the embrace. He turned his back and fell asleep.
Chapter 2
– Omar, Jeannette! – Commanding voice calling, gray-haired Naa his grandchildren:
– Moves. Today we’re going to Narf. That, remember? Jeanette was a long time on their feet. Spun a good hour in the large mirror, trying on outfits. Through the glass windows in the great room struggled dawn. The sun had not yet risen. The village is buzzing. In the yards deep voice can be heard owners. Neighing horses, dogs barked. Approaching sunrise, and with it the feast of the Auction. Once a year Narfi going pastoralists from all over the world. With its remote ends gathered richer, who lived closer to the celebration could get without resorting to unnecessary costs. The best breeds of sheep, oxen, horses and various other animals were brought from all sides of the world. The holiday began with the Auction. On a huge field of royal Racecourse held the celebration. Between pens for bargaining broke tents with all sorts of goods, decorations and farm implements. Questions were open-air cafes with umbrellas, sheltering under the shade of which the guests sitting at the tables. Strong vodka diluted fragrant juices flowed in the river here. She wandered in riotous heads, poured down, and often its excessive use has led to fights. For children were organized entertainment attractions. Lakiya people loved holiday and preparing for it throughout the whole year. The family became stronger when the young couple getting to know any Auction. Capital becomes a reliable, if it is supposed to start at the same auction. Business ties pastoralists stronger if they were born at the Auction. And poverty haunted all his life, if it is to ruin the auction.
– You did not listen to his mother! – Puffing a small female straw, buzzing old Naa. Her shoulders covered with colorful scarf. The long wide dress, Black in large pale pink colors, swayed in different side under the heavy tread. She was ready to hit the road and now, consumed by idleness, went near the light carts, which tinkered Den.
– You want to put us on the world?
The son limped ruled out of the barn and harness adjusts to the machine-gun cart silently, doing their job.
– Why are you being so stubborn. – Stalking mother. In the barn loud bleating sheep, it seemed, their voices even more sprayed old woman.
– After all, no one in the world do not have what you have, and you want carry with them. You, son, gone mad! Den silently doing their job, adjusting to cart trolley transportation of sheep.
– Mom, as I said, so be it! – A firm voice replied son: – This is our last chance, and I did not miss it going. Jeannette to marry a decent man. Omar must learn, where can I get money?
– Hand over to rent better and part of the gray sheep pasture. After all, it royal land, and you, though a poor man, but the owner.
– That’s just this is all that I have left and will remain for life, no matter what happened, how you do not understand? In the end, mother and son, as usual, tied quarrel. For Den hassle harnessed horse in wheelbarrow and became one pass sheep out of the barn. His hands were buried in the soft curly hair of animals unprecedented color. At first glance, it seemed that the hair decked in bright golden yellow color. But the reddish hue from a distance creates impression resemblance to gold. Dan uploaded a cart, covered it with a piece of carefully colored cloth in bright red and green stripes. From this truck immediately stood out against the gray stealth objects of the yard. Finally, everything was ready. And Naa went into the house to call the children. Omar ran the first in a short dark blue jacket and the same color of the pants. On his head he wore a straw hat with a rolled-up fields. On the feet – beautiful blue shoes with leather sole. It is easy, as do the characters in adventure films, jumped on the box to his father. Then, on the threshold of the house seemed to Jeannette. It was fitting slender girlish figure, the red jumpsuit. Flirty hair curled strands. She was carrying a handbag woven from straw, with a picture of her three red flowers. Outfit combined with a well-matched color, with taste and went to face the girl. On her feet shod leather sandals. Fingernails and toenails were cast pearly pale pink polish. Father first saw the nail polish on her daughter: – A is not it a little early, Jeannette?
Girl blushed crimson paint, sitting back on a soft seat. Dan thought ruefully, “It is eighteen. And who would marry her without a dowry?”
With a sigh, he looked at his mother. That clattering keys, carefully locked the house and barn. Then she untied the thoroughbred watchdog. He immediately with the same barking rushed for balls that barely having time to dive under the porch hen house, peeking out of there now, catching the last glimpse of Omar. Carts, full of master’s long line stretched street of the village. The air was filled with laughter, jokes, neighing horses and sheep Blenheim. Lightweight crews with festively dressed young people having fun sped by. Dana heart was filled with anticipation of good luck: he foresaw a profitable sale, the ability to close Wealth tickled nerves. Imagination painted a rosy picture of happy future. The mood was rising, kneading and more on the experience of the sebaceous travel liners from which at Jeannette flushed cheeks and dropped his eyes.
At a specially designated area, allocated parking for crews. The hosts live unload the goods, throwing each other unfriendly attitudes and wary of malevolence. Dan put his crew on the space next to droshky drawn by a white stallion in apples. His nag looked donkey next to the thoroughbred horse.
– Dad! – Asked Jeannette! – Can we go with Omar walk?
– All right, kids! – Gentle voice he said! – Go only if you get lost, then stand at the exit to the auction if you do not get lost, it was waiting for us here. Do you understand me?
– Yes, Dad. – Responded daughter. Holding hands, they ran away. The auction was just beginning, and there were free lockers – a fenced place for sheep intended for trade. Viewers and buyers gradually took place under a huge canopy for bargaining, on benches, stepping stones goes under the canvas roof. In the center of the canopy was erected square observation deck, strewn with yellow sand. On both sides of this site, which is closely adjacent to each other, are located cabins-stall. Dan moved his sheep into the booth, auction officials said, after the shepherd gave him a purchased ticket. Old Naa smoked a pipe in the cart. Around her, a crowd of onlookers.
Even the most seasoned dealers, who have eaten dog for sale of the best breeds of sheep, not Mark, and have not seen anything like this. They excitedly called the price. Naa handkerchief nervously fingered. Of such amounts she did not dare to dream even in the days of his youth,
when, resplendent youth, turned the heads of local herders, and they were ready to put all his wealth for the possession of her rare majestic beauty. Doubts about the success gradually dissipated in the soul of the mother, giving way to confidence in anticipation of the successful tenderer.
Bargaining began with the battle gong. The manager called the auction room lockers, and a host of displaying the next sheep, loudly shouting the price But the price of sheep, sheep farmers do not exceed these amounts. This bargaining was not. Everybody is looking forward to something. Finally, it came to Dan. Managing struck the gong. Shepherd led the first sheep. The audience jumped up. Swept through the ranks hum of voices, Dan wrung the price that all sellers dumbfounded gaped in astonishment and envy, the other in a frenzy began lash whips are not sold their sheep. Still others, who removed elk somehow sell their goods, slyly smiling, exchanging glances with each other.
– One hundred thousand and two hundred. Times! – Loudly notifies the manager, striking
electronic chime in with a rubber mallet. Blow, reinforced multi-multiple amplifiers, and came from the loudspeakers installed under the roof of the pavilion.
– One hundred thousand three hundred! – Shouted from the audience. Wave swept over the rows of excited babble of voices.
– One hundred thousand three hundred! Times! – Monotone voice to the beat of the gong
heralded manager. He sat in the middle of the court at the little table next to the selling. And every time that you wrote down, after announcing the price, in a notebook, which lay next to the gong and microphone.
– Two hundred thousand! – Getting up, fat man shouted with cigar in hand. On the index finger of his right hand flashed a diamond in the gold ring.
“The whole state will be” – to determine Naa, glancing around the burning of unprecedented gaming excitement, expensive ring on the finger of the fat man next to a smoking cigar clamped.
– Two hundred thousand! Times! – Managing paused. Hall was buzzing as disturbed hive. The unprecedented auction attracted spectators from other sites Auction. Hall virtually empty at a cattle pavilion and equestrian. The crowds of shepherds squeezed forward, trying to take places closer to the ground.
– Lord, Who is the greatest? – Managing looked expectantly to the bit-com packed hall. Fat man with an expensive ring and little cigar be seen. Just stuck his mustache in a sea of flushed faces.
– Who has more? – Sounded the voice of the manager. But the hunters are. Little by little, in the hall of oppressive silence reigned. All waiting for the outcome. Call anyone worth more? Will buy anyone else?
– I take away all seven to two hundred thousand for each! – Shouted the fat man, and then his voice was drowned in the new loud explosion exclamations.
– All seven, two hundred thousand each! Times! – The voice of the manager
