Once upon a time there lived a grandfather and grandmother. They lived in a large, beautiful house surrounded by a high fence. The house had an alarm system, and the household was guarded by two enormous dogs — English mastiffs. They had everything their hearts desired: a beautiful expensive foreign car, a yacht with snow-white sails, and their own airfield where their personal planes and helicopters stood.
They bought this airfield specifically to deliver eggs around the world, which the hens on their own farm laid. With each passing year, there were more and more hens, because the grandmother and grandfather had a brand new Japanese incubator, which they bought for a huge sum of money when they flew abroad for vacation.
And the grandfather and grandmother also had a hen, and her name was Ryaba. The grandfather and grandmother cherished her like the apple of their eye, and not without reason: the hen laid eggs, but not ordinary ones — they were made of pure gold. Once, at the Institute of New Technologies, she was programmed according to a unique system, because all her data were perfectly suited for the experiment. From that moment on, Ryaba became a real treasure, and thanks to her, the grandmother and grandfather became richer than all the rich.
So day after day passed, Ryaba laid golden eggs, the grandfather and grandmother grew richer, and in between they sold ordinary eggs in other countries.
But Ryaba was not happy, even though she lived in good conditions on a super-modern farm with all the conveniences. She very much wanted to become a mother, so that instead of golden eggs she would lay ordinary ones, and from them little, yellow, fluffy chicks would hatch.
Do you know, hens, how can I lay ordinary eggs instead of golden ones?
Ryaba asked the other hens.
Cluck-cluck-cluck! What? Golden? Is it you who lays such eggs?
The neighbouring hens were surprised.
Yes! And the grandfather and grandmother sell them and with the money they earn they buy themselves cars and planes. But I so want to become a mother, so that from my eggs, from ordinary ones, chicks would hatch. I would lead them around, teach them to peck wheat with their beaks.
Ryaba answered.
And suddenly one hen quietly called out to Ryaba:
Hey, Ryaba, come here. I heard about some vitamins, I can't quite remember the name. But I know that if you take them, chicks will definitely hatch for you, the scientific institute guarantees it.
But how will I find out the name?
Ryaba asked sadly.
What is the internet for?
The hen was surprised.
I know that the grandfather and grandmother have everything in their mansion: televisions, remote-controlled curtains, and even a computer. There you will definitely be able to find out the name of these miracle vitamins.
And then Ryaba decided to do whatever it took to sneak into the house of the grandfather and grandmother and definitely find out the name of the vitamins that would help her become a real mother.
Evening came, the lights in the house went out, the grandfather and grandmother went to bed. Ryaba did not leave the window for a moment, waiting for the night to come so she could get into the room where on a beautiful oak table stood the cherished computer.
Ryaba quietly left through the back door of the farm, inconspicuously crawled past the security cameras and flew through the open window, which the grandmother always opened at night. Having entered the house, the hen immediately heard a loud roar — the grandfather and grandmother were snoring, calling out to each other.
Oh, so they are sleeping soundly and won't hear anything.
Ryaba thought and quietly flew into the room where the computer stood. She pressed the button and the monitor turned on. In the search box, Ryaba began to type:
