Evren returned from the government building with the deed to the home. He had managed to lower the price on the home rather easily as there was many repairs that needed to be done, and there was no competition for buyers, nor had there been for years. The next few days were spent furnishing and cleaning the home by the 'servants' as Evren began his tutelage of blacksmithing.
As Evren learned, he did so with a smile. He did this mostly to hide the anxiety he was experiencing as the man's techniques were not only poor, but the quality of the metal he had to work with was abyssal. Evren now understood why the tools needed to be repaired frequently and often. He didn't say anything though. He kept smiling and planned to slowly increase the quality of the products in an unnoticeable way. While occasionally he would learn something new, his knowledge far outweighed his learning.
