As Bodisats are expert in all arts and accomplishments, he twined a splendid wreath, which the chaplet-maker gave to the king’s daughter. The princess said, “How comes it that you have never before made me such a wreath as this?”
“It was my apprentice who made it.”
“I should like to see your apprentice.”
When the chaplet-maker brought him to her and she looked at the youth, she wondered where this demon could have sprung from, and she exclaimed, “Piśācha! Piśācha!” Whereupon he fled. Afterwards he betook himself to the house of a cook, who said, “Who are you?”
“I am the son of a cook.”
“What is your name?”
“Sugandhabhājana.”
As he roasted and boiled excellently, the cook served up to the king’s daughter the boiled and roasted meats which he had cooked. She said, “O friend, who prepared this food so excellently roasted and boiled?” [[26]]
“My apprentice prepared it.”
“I should like to see your apprentice.”