That old geezer, Sun Fatty, was considered a half-decent master craftsman. He oversaw ten or so apprentices and managed the food and lodging for the over a hundred people working at the weapons forge. His temper was notoriously bad, and beating and scolding his apprentices was commonplace.,The blacksmith's shop was one of the largest in Gaoliu County, employing guards, masters, assistants, and apprentices numbering over a hundred.,Over the past month, Li Yuan had thought about this question more than once, repeatedly recalling his memories from before he crossed over.。