Im Beomhyeon's home was near the village's outskirts, while Heo Taehyeon's house was at the front.
Heo Taehyeon's home was directly connected to his smithy.
Normally, Heo Taehyeon would forge tools for the villagers free of charge.
However, when people from neighboring villages came asking for his work, he charged a fee—and at a rate higher than most blacksmiths.
Even so, people still sought him out.
His strength, paired with his family's inherited smithing techniques, ensured that the quality of his ironwork was top-notch.
After passing the village entrance, Bok Taejin and Secon Uncle walked past a grove of green bamboo, skirted a small patch of shrubs, and arrived at a shallow river where the women in th village often did their washing.
The river was clear, its surface rippling gently in the breeze.
Several women were squatting by the water, spreading clothes over large, smooth stones and pounding them rhythmically with sturdy wooden rods.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
