"Your Majesty, you're right! If cassava is planted at an angle, the roots sit shallow, and it really is easier to dig up!... Also, for peeling cassava, soaking it, cutting it into chunks, grinding it into flour, steaming and boiling it... you'll have to make up a little tune for those methods, or turn them into a song, and have the priests sing it! They're the best at that sort of thing, and only when they sing it will the villagers believe it easily..."
Beside the cassava field, old militiaman Chiwako quietly kicked out, smoothing over the "blind-eye mound" he had just poked into the ground. Then he turned around and continued chatting with the high-spirited His Majesty about planting cassava.
"Uh? As for what you said about selecting seeds, cultivating them... how do you plant cassava seeds, how do you choose the roots? How would a stupid old farmer like me know? Better let the clever priests puzzle it out!..."
"Haaha! Chiwako, you're not stupid at all. You're very clever!... Your knowledge was figured out through practice, and actually, it's more useful than the knowledge the priests get from schooling! I'm even thinking whether I should send you to Shenwei University to study properly for a few years!"
"What?! I'm a man with half his body in the earth already, and you want me to go to the priests' place and do some studying... Uh!... Isn't that like making an old tree root pretend to be a cacao bean, hard enough to knock out a man's front teeth?..."
"Hahaha!... I think this old tree root of yours is better! Cacao beans can only be eaten, but an old tree root can be made into a walking stick and used to test the road everywhere!..."
Xolotl smiled as he looked