Quickly, she took the bread out of the oven and hid it in a basket right next to her. The greedy girl couldn’t believe her luck. But how could it be? The tiny piece of dough had turned into a huge loaf of bread! The old woman sat down, happily, and waited.Īfter a while, the baker’s daughter went to check on the dough, expecting to see the world's teeniest, tiniest loaf of bread. “Fine,” the girl snapped, “give it to me.” She took the tiny bit of dough and put it in the oven.
“Please, my dear girl, I hate to be a bother, but would you be so kind as to bake this tiny bit of dough you gave me in your oven? You see, I don’t have an oven, and I’m so terribly hungry.” The old woman took the piece of dough, but then she asked for the girl’s attention again. Finally, she agreed and gave the woman a teeny tiny bit of dough, just to get rid of her.
The girl was very reluctant to give anyone anything for free, but the old lady wouldn’t go away and she thought it would be bad for business if there was a beggar in the shop for too long. “Please, my dear,” the small old lady said, “would you be so kind and give me a bit of your dough? I haven’t eaten for three days and I don’t have two farthings to rub together.” One day, when she was working alone, an old woman came into the shop. The baker had a daughter with blue eyes and dark hair who helped him in the shop, and she was just as rotten as her father. Every night he would sit at his little kitchen table and count how much money he had made that day, cackling gleefully. He sold yummy breads and sweet pastries, but he also knew every trick in the book when it came to cheating customers out of their money. A long, long time ago, in a small town in Hertfordshire, there lived a baker who was very, very greedy.
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