Boundless merit!
Song Ci felt her old face grow a bit warm.
Wearing this high hat made her feel a bit scorched.
"All of you, get up now. It's the middle of winter; what's the point of kneeling? Aren't you worried about letting the cold into your legs? Get up," Song Ci said, calling the crowd to rise.
Chen Da, not the least bit embarrassed, stood up and said excitedly, "Madam, it's only right we kneel for you. Without you, we wouldn't even know what this is, let alone its high yield or how to plant it without your guidance. You are the auspicious sign of all the people in the land."
Now with an additional grain, we need not fear hunger, and these potatoes can even be used in dishes.
Song Ci laughed and said, "I merely moved my lips and came up with the idea; the real work was done by you old hands. The hard work was yours."
Chen Da and the others repeatedly said they didn't dare accept such credit.
