"Isn't it simply drawing a blueprint? Although they have high expectations, at least they didn't ask for a squarer round-shape." Mag raised his eyebrows and looked at Hannah. He still carried her up to her beddings that they set on the study's floor, and covered her up with a blanket.
There was floor heating in the study, so the temperature was perfect. It was a great place to sleep.
"Let's hope this machine does work properly." Mag went to the blacksmith next door with a stack of blueprints.
Mag handed the job of making the brewing machine to Mobai. The latter knew many dwarven blacksmiths, and after making sure that there wasn't any problem with the blueprints, he accepted this business from Mag. Apart from the payment agreed upon, Mobai also requested three servings of Yangzhou fried rice a day, and they had to deliver them to his door.
