The bird's milk. A humorous story with a light touch of satire. Marsel Salimov

Tutyia came to herself. – Mind your own business!

      The ladies-cooks got back to their favourite activity. They began to squeal and fight, and Akbar, with a sigh, stuck the axe into the wooden block, turned around, and went back to the director's office.

      As before, there was Akbar's immediate boss Tatlybay.

      – What is the matter? – The director smiled.

      – Comrade director, – Akbar began with a concerned expression on his face, – our team, namely our boss Tatlybay, ladies-cooks and I, decided to add a new dish to the menu to expand it and acquire a unique culinary style on behalf of…

      At first, Tatlybay got furious that Akbar approached the director without his permission, but having heard his name, he willingly and even happily nodded, pretending to be completely «aware of the matter».