“Be quick about it! The master craftsmen in the front yard will be up soon. If we keep them waiting for their meal, they won't hesitate to give us a good beating!”,Then Sun Fatty weighed the spoon, muttering curses.,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.。