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.,Over the past month, Li Yuan had thought about this question more than once, repeatedly recalling his memories from before he crossed over.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。