Wanyi, Four Seas Weapon Forging Shop.
Apprentices Qian Duo and Zhou Si had shared a large pancake with cold water before lying down to chat idly.
"Brother Qian, are we still waiting? It's been half a month, and we've spent our last five copper coins on pancakes. If the manager doesn't show up soon, we'll starve to death," Zhou Si said, his stomach rumbling in agreement.
Both were around eighteen or nineteen years old, getting by on half a pancake each day, hanging onto life by a thread.
"We could leave, but who would settle our three months' wages? The former owner said the next owner would handle it. If we leave now, wouldn't all our work have been for nothing?" Qian Duo said worriedly.
Suddenly, Zhou Si whispered, "The person who delivered goods today also didn't know when the new owner would arrive. Why don't we sell a piece of Iron Essence and get everything we need?"
"Have you lost your mind? Is that something we should touch?"
