When a writer who knows life speaks casually and sincerely with the reader, the reader forgets about the storyteller and seems to see an entirely independent world of living images, feelings, and thoughts that fully captivates him. That is exactly how, in the novella "Bread—A Noun" a real, uninvented world of a collective farm village, Vyselki, appears before us.
Here is an old man, Kuzma Nikiforovich Udaltsov—by his street nickname, Kaplya (a drop). At first meeting he may seem like a strange fellow, but if you get to know him better, you will discover both the deep wisdom of this old man and the firmness of his life convictions, as well as the kind responsiveness of the Russian soul.
Side by side with him live other people for whom bread is a noun—the basis of their existence. Among them are the secretary of the village party organization, Apollon Styshnoy; the voluntary keeper of the forest, Merkidon Lyushnya; the "eternal deputy"—the collective farm blacksmith Akimushka—and many others, together forming the world of Vyselki.