The Daoist master is

That old geezer, Sun Fatty, was considered a half-decent master craftsman. He oversaw ten or so apprentices and managed the food and lodging for the over a hundred people working at the weapons forge. His temper was notoriously bad, and beating and scolding his apprentices was commonplace.,When the four-wheeled sun rose over the clouds, the food was finally ready, and even the tired apprentices had smiles on their faces.,Beer, drinks, small barbecue, air conditioning, TV, sofa, cell phone... even that master whom one misses even at the brink of death and wants to be inducted into their own sect.。