--Adapted and inherited from the story plum girl by Nicholas Horsburgh

Once upon a time there was a farmer. He grew plums. the king of the country was a greedy ruler. One day he asked the farmer "How many plums do you get every year?" The farmer said "Your Majesty, I get four baskets of plums every year" The king said "So bring me four baskets of plums every year. not more, not less. If there are more, keep them for yourself." The farmer couldn't do anything so he agreed. He kept giving the plums and the one which remained he sold them. One year the crop was not good and the farmer could only fill 3 and a half baskets.

I like my plum trees. with that I earn my money

He was worried what the greedy king would do to him. He then had an idea. He put his youngest daughter in one of the baskets and covered her with plums. the soldiers came and took the basket. although one was a lot heavier than the others, they did not care. When they reached the palace the baskets were kept in the kitchen and were inspected. once the inspection was complete and the chef went away, she got out and opened the door of the pantry. But it was closed! So she started crying. The kitchen staff asked her who she was and from where was she. she did not answer anything.

I should run now

The kitchen Staff called her Violetta because her eyes were the color of violets. The poor little girl had to work as a maid. Once when she was playing in the loyal garden She met Prince Michael. She was happy to find someone of her own age to play with. They both became good friends. The other maids in the palace were jealous of her friendship with Prince Michael. They made up fake stories about her. one day a maid told the king that Violetta knew about the witch's gold treasure. the king called Violetta and asked it. She said "No, Your Majesty" The king still said that if you bring me that treasure, you'll be free!

Bring that treasure

So she set on the way. she was walking by a jungle when there was a plum tree, just like her dad's. she climbed the branches, ate plums and slept under it. The next day she was waken by an old lady. She said: "Oh little girl, what are you doing here?" she said she is there to find the treasure. The old lady said "Ooh! Take these three brooms, two loaves of bread and oil. Remember, whenever there is a problem, sing. ". She took her advice and went on. Soon she saw 3 women brooming the ashes of a wooden stove using there hair instead of brooms! So she gave her brooms and they gave way to her.

I'll sleep here tonight