Arithmetic
Spring. I'm hungry.
The millionaire's housekeeper has lots of food and a variety of it, too. But I want my own food. That's why having stolen 950 from her piggy bank, I leave.
My remaining money is $1.50.
I buy a chicken at the store. It weighs 2.66 pounds, priced at 690 per pound, I pay $1.84. I have 610 left.
For 600, I get a pack of Kents at a cigarette booth, and I go home happy.
I have one penny in my pocket.