Smiths, in Cain's world, could use these recipes to accurately create items with reasonable success if their skill was high enough, not as a System Function that consumed them to grant knowledge, so Cain had high hopes that this would work.
The copies were from the Smiths asking the Inscriptionists to practice creating recipes for them, and Cain had a load of them in his inventory that he never got around to dropping off at the farm. He had given them some copies, but he hadn't left the rest behind because, until the last few days of his time in the other world, he had assumed that he would be returning soon and didn't need to fill warehouses with random items he had packed into his inventory for the Guild.
"Is this what it looks like?" The old dwarf asked with great reverence.
