The baes said to him:
“With negen mannekens (nine little men), you will be clear.”
“That,” said Ulenspiegel, “is six Flanders mites, and overmuch by two mites. But fill it, anyhow.”
Ulenspiegel poured out a goblet for the woman, then rising up proudly and applying the beak of the belly to his mouth, he emptied it all every drop into his throat. And it was as the noise of a cataract.
The girl, dumbfounded, said to him:
“How did you manage to put so big a belly into your lean stomach?”
Without replying, Ulenspiegel said to the baes:
“Bring a knuckle of ham and some bread, and another full belly, that we may eat and drink.”
Which they did.
While the girl was munching a piece of the rind he took her so subtly, that she was startled, charmed, and compliant all at once.