The kind of education that their social status and flow had tried to Greg, was far from being scientific, it had been purely literary and nothing deep indeed. There was even greeted any of the natural sciences, since there were no chairs at home then free them. Really only taught philosophy, jurisprudence and medicine, no other major branches which contribute to its complement. Greg Gamboa, like most of the time students did not understand a word of Agriculture, of course, neither of Geology, Chemistry nor less of Botany, although this latter science was at the time, or lessons intended to give gift Ramon de la Sagra in the Botanical Garden of Havana. But this is what it was, it is that good nature and ignorance of the master sugar supine granted easy win this time and pointed to the future owner of the mill of La Tinaja.

– Where you learn to make sugar, Don Isidro? he asked suddenly and somewhat arrogant tone.

-In the ingenuity of Mr. Don Rafael de Zayas, who stumbled as Guanajay comes from the foot of the hill of the Yaya.

There was a teacher of sugar my father, God rest her soul, and I accompanied him and helped him make many harvests.

‘In other words, that his father taught you master the craft of sugar. Is not it?

‘Well, he had sugar in front of me and I learned on my comfortable doing what he did.