I Believe in You, Daughter

The farmer and his daughter cooked up the rice and wrapped it in a scarf. He then packed the offering in his knapsack and set off down the long road to the sea. When he reached the seaside, he was approached by a well-dressed fellow carrying a shiny leather satchel with scrumptious smells wafting out from inside. The trader proceeded to stuff his face with all of the bread, chicken, and bananas his son had packed. Before long, all that remained was a smattering of crumbs and a mess of chicken bones and banana peels.