After getting positive reinforcement from setting up the granary, Han Qiwu was brimming with confidence as he led the field dragon.
Using a shovel, Han Qiwu carefully scooped up some plant ash. He slowly bent down and poured out a thin, long gray line from the edge of the cauliflower plot all the way into the house.
"Whimper, whimper."
Little Shui woke up and, upon seeing Han Qiwu's actions, happily ran over intending to cause trouble.
"Stop!"
Han Qiwu motioned firmly to Little Shui.
Receiving a "red card," Little Shui obediently stayed in place, awkwardly swaying its tiny paw.
"Little Shui, this line on the ground must not break, okay? Play nearby for a while. Once I'm done, I'll take you out for a tasty treat." Han Qiwu continued carefully spreading the plant ash.
This step was no easy task. Any mistake could spill all the ash.
After ten minutes, he finally finished. Setting down the fire basin, Han Qiwu instinctively wiped the sweat off his brow.
