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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.,That book, he had read several times, but was not very interested in it. He didn't care much for the "receiving an official mandate and becoming immortal" that his master had always been preoccupied with.,What the heck are apprentices, helpers, masters, and shopkeepers。