"Oh? I've never heard of any blacksmithing that's so lucrative!" The Fu Lu leaned in close, skeptically snorting, "Exactly how much fortune have you blacksmiths made to abandon your family businesses?!"
"That I don't know." The man sighed, "I've only heard that those blacksmiths ran off to make big money somewhere, but I've never seen anyone return, nor any money come back!
Their wives and children, the fathers and mothers at home, they're all still in the village, busying themselves from dawn to dusk just to make a living. Originally, they had the blacksmith shop to earn money to buy rice and vegetables. But with the shop closed, not only have they not lived better lives, they're worse off than before!
So people are saying, perhaps those who've gotten rich have forgotten their roots, abandoning their wives and kids, and started anew elsewhere to live the good life!"
Listening to the man's tone, he seemed quite convinced of this matter.
Zhu Yu didn't speak.
