Lin Baiyi patted his chest, assuring Lin Caisang, "Sangsang has already drawn the design; the most difficult step is complete. I just need to chop some wood and make it according to the design. Is there anything that can go wrong?"
"There's some paper left on the table. What's this for? Do we need to make something out of this as well?"
He looked at another stack of papers on the table, quite thick it seemed, and thought that perhaps they needed to be made into something too.
"This..."
Looking at those papers on the table, Lin Caisang hesitated for a moment.
"These are made of iron. I was thinking of taking them to the town to have the blacksmith forge them, but... there's no money."
It's tough to cook without rice, as the saying goes. It applied everywhere: without money, how could she go to the blacksmith's shop and have them forge these items?
Truly, a lack of a penny can thwart a hero's plans!
