Novel & Cerita Blacksmith Wage

he said, and I was in shock because that was quite expensive. "Do you have an idea how much my wages are?" I asked the guy, and he nodded. "Pretty standard. You are new, so they must be starting you off on the basic, which is three hundred blood dinas. By the time you are promoted, you could earn as much as a thousand dinas per month," he explained with so much pride, and I realised this must be the best job in town for a Moon. No wonder Rob wanted me here badly. I was going to surprise him.

"As for the diploma, forget it. The big question: are you capable of manual labor?" "What kind of work?" I asked, my voice a little hoarse. "All sorts. Sweeping, taking out the trash, washing dishes, hauling goods. You are a slave to this shop once you're on shift." Without needing to argue with my pride, I answered immediately, "I'll take it, sir." Henry lit a cigarette or perhaps just adjusted his seating. "Two thousand five hundred dollars a month. Deal?"

[Mission: Acquire a blacksmith to stay at your territory][Reward: Occupational Talent Appraisal] 'hmm, acquiring a blacksmith? That is rather expensive' , thinking of a black smith. They are in demand occupation, since hunting and wars are common for this world. Blacksmith are also quite a character, people do often please them just to make request for them. Now, talking about acquiring. He needed to prepare a large amount of golds just to employ them. In addition, he have to make a plan on how to approach and please them just to work in his territory.

Only the blacksmiths bears the name Smiths. "So does it mean that if I give him a smirk, he will shiver with fear." Vic said to Ang who replied by saying yes, "This is crazy. About the second weakness we'll see about that."

“I think it was… Ten thousand?” “Very cheap considering its value. You got lucky, kid.” “I guess so. How do you know all this?” Salj put the blade back in its sheath before answering. “I have been a smith for over thirty years. I can tell a good sword and a bad one even if they both look the same.” “Ohh amazing! If it’s such a good sword, how come the other users refunded the sword?” Matthew asked.

There were other armories but they had fewer workers than Gustoff's because everybody wanted to be given the honor of casting royal weapons. At the back of the front shop were Strukus, Gustoff and some of the older boys doing the more tedious work that resulted in the huge cloud of black smoke that poured from the building. They sweated and grunted as they went about stoking the fire with the bellows, collecting molten metal and shaping them into desired weapons. There was less talking here since they were all too concerned about the safety of their lungs and fingers to care about exchanging small village gossips. Strukus worked on one bench with an anvil as he shaped a small dagger. His ski