As soon as he entered, instead of the expected blast of heat, he felt a slight chill.
There was no one else in the workshop, only tools such as a forge, bellows, an anvil, and casting molds.
These tools also looked brand-new, as though they had never been used.
"What do you think?"
Seeing Liu Zheng's surprised expression, O Yegan asked.
"A little unexpected."
He answered honestly.
"This is my private workshop. Naturally, no one else is here."
O Yegan explained.
"Then why is it so clean? It looks like no one's ever used it."
"Have you ever been in a kitchen?"
O Yegan countered.
"Of course I have."
Even excluding the kitchen at the Bloodstained Restaurant, he had visited plenty while delivering takeout in the real world.
"Then tell me, should a good chef's kitchen be spotlessly clean, or filthy and cluttered?"
O Yegan asked again.
"Spotlessly clean, of course."
The Bloodstained Restaurant's kitchen was very clean. After killing fish, Calico Cat always cleared away the waste immediately.
Whenever he pictured Calico Cat holding a rag in its paws and wiping down the sink, he couldn't help wanting to laugh.
And when he ordered takeout himself, he absolutely refused to order from places with dirty, messy kitchens, even if their food actually tasted pretty good.
"Exactly. A good swordsmith's workshop should be spotlessly clean too. These tools endure fire, freezing, and hammering to help me forge divine weapons. How could I treat them with anything less than sincerity?"
O Yegan said.
"Those are words of wisdom indeed. I've learned something today."
Liu Zheng cupped his fist respectfully.
"Mm. You're teachable."
O Yegan found him a little more agreeable now.
"Come with me."
He led Liu Zheng over to a stone mill.
"Do you know what this is?"
O Yegan