"the tiniest thing. Whoever drinks up the sea should also eat the fishes.
There's still the bread. It wouldn't be right to serve stale bread for my
daughter's wedding, so by nightfall you or one of your men must eat up
all the bread in my kitchen."
The lad gave a sign to Mountain-Cruncher. Mountain-Cruncher started crunching, and the job was quickly done! In no time he'd devoured all the buns and loaves. He'd have eaten the baskets and hampers too if anyone had asked him, and the stones of the oven as well.
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