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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.,When the sun was high in the sky, and the sound of hammering 'clanging' could faintly be heard from the front yard, the apprentices finally got their breakfast and had a short break.,As if a bolt of lightning had cleaved through the fog, Li Yuan shuddered violently, nearly spilling half his bowl of rice soup onto the floor!。