In his previous life, he had only spent two or three years learning from his mountain hermit master about things like setting up graves, performing rituals for the deceased, and assisting with difficult births.,Li Yuan's heart was filled with resentment, but his hands didn't dare to slow down. He could only sigh that he had "awakened" too late. When he woke up, he had already been "sold" to the "Blacksmith Shop".,The apprentices huddled in groups of three or four, squatting against the walls. Li Yuan sat hunched over his bowl in a corner, his shoulders aching from fatigue as he ate the steamed buns. A bitter feeling welled up within him.。