Carve the PALE waste down to the dashed guideline. Cut into the heartwood and it weakens — too deep and it SNAPS.

Pump the bellows (tap) — hold the fire in the AMBER band while the charge roasts. Too hot and the ore SLAGS.

The old way: drive the three wedges true, snap the chalk string, then hew to the line.

Stitch the outline IN ORDER, dot by dot — the ring guides you: GREEN on the mark, RED if you drift. Prick wide thrice and the cloth is spoiled.

HOLD to pour the melt; release before the fill-line. Overshoot SPILLS — two spills ruins the cast.

Hold the handles (pointer height = plow height). The ox drifts — keep the share on the furrow line, three rows.

The PLOW's truth opened your beds. TAP a bed: sow seed · pull weeds · water dry soil · reap the gold. Weedy or thirsty beds STALL.

STIR — keep the ladle moving in circles while it simmers. Let it sit and the bottom SCORCHES.

HOLD to plunge the cloth under — the colour deepens while it’s down. LIFT and dunk again for an EVEN take. Rich but not drowned, then wring it out.

HOLD to pour — watch the beam. When it sits LEVEL against the counterweight, you’ve measured true. Overpour and it tips; you can’t take flour back.

HOLD the PAIL (left) to pour water · CIRCLE the HEAP (right) to fold it through. Land in the green band, fully worked — mortar, not soup, not crumble.

Six stones, one string line. The stone in your hands SWAYS — click to set each one dead on the line. Two wide and the course topples.

Set the voussoirs from the SPRINGERS UP, alternating sides — the centring holds them. Then tap the swinging KEYSTONE home dead-centre.

Strike the high spots down to the SCRIBE LINE. Heavy hits move stone; a flat face wants the light pare. Strike a finished face and you GOUGE it — three gouges spoil the block.

SCRAPE the flesh off the hide down to clean skin — heavy strokes on thick flesh, a light stroke to take the last off. Scrape BARE SKIN and you NICK it — three nicks ruin the hide.

Ring by ring: TAP when the setting-mark crosses the open seat. Each ring runs faster and tighter. Three slips and the whole span comes down. Cap it true.

He asks dear; he’ll take LESS — but never below his hidden floor. Slide your offer, read his face, land as close to the floor as you dare. Three refusals and he walks.

Eight coins — some CLIPPED (small), some BRASSY (off-colour), one LIGHT (only the scale knows). TAP a coin to mark it false · HOLD a coin to weigh it. Then pass judgment.

Set your three prices, open the stall, and read the crowd — priced too dear nothing moves, too cheap you rob yourself. You may adjust mid-market. (Chalk coin — a training round.)

One cart, a hard axle limit. TAP goods to load or set down — weight against worth. Overload and the axle SNAPS on the first mile. Take the richest load that rolls.

The day’s trades, bought and sold. Tally the TRUE PROFIT and enter it — a merchant who can’t count is a beggar with stock.

The buyer pays a FLAT price per barrel; your cost per barrel CLIMBS as you promise more. Slide the quantity to where the lines say stop — every barrel past the crossing loses coin.

CIRCLE to grind the herb to powder — dust, not paste. Grind too hard too long and the friction BRUISES it dark. Steady rounds, resting hands.

Patience makes the strength. TAP to turn the jar ONLY when the sun stands at NOON — four turns over four days. Fussing with it off-hour clouds the oil.

HOLD to stoke the little flame — keep the heat in the band and the clean drops come. Too hot SCORCHES the charge; off the boil, nothing moves. Five clean drops.

Wax and infused oil, melted and POURED at the right heat — HOLD to pour while the gauge sits in the band. Too hot cracks as it cools; too cool sets lumpy. (A cosmetic balm for working hands — soft, and nothing more.)

The recipe shows for FOUR SECONDS — then it’s memory. Set all four measures true. Every gram in proportion: that is the whole art.

Mastery made trivial — but the strike wants a HAND: drag the match across the striker at a firm, even speed (too timid nothing, too hard it SNAPS). Then HOLD to shelter the little flame from the gusts until it stands.

① MASH: press and release to crush the berries — short firm presses, don’t grind the seeds bitter.

① STRIKE: short fast strokes off the flint — rain sparks into the tinder nest until one CATCHES.

Saw the bow LEFT-RIGHT in steady rhythm (click alternating halves). Too slow the heat dies; too frantic your arms give out. Smoke, then coal.

A scythe keeps RHYTHM. Swing (click) when the sweep-marker crosses the GOLD standing corn — swing early on the cut stubble and you waste the stroke.

Beat the sheaf with the flail. STRIKE (click) as the head FALLS onto the wheat — each true blow shakes the grain loose. Twelve blows and the seed is all out.

Wait for the shoal to bunch, then CAST (click) so the ring falls OVER the fish. A cast on empty water spooks them.

Swing your pick at the rock. Strike each glint before it fades — but strike the DEAD grey rock and the pick jars. Twelve true strikes fill the sack.

① KNEAD: press ACROSS the whole dough to work the gluten even — pound one spot and it turns tough.

CAST with a click. Then PATIENCE — strike only when the bobber DIPS. Strike at shadows thrice and the fish are gone.

Pointer height holds the spit. The flames BREATHE — keep the meat just above the tongues: too high cooks nothing, in the fire it CHARS.

Each shaft carries a bend. Press on the BULGE side to straighten it true. Read it wrong three times and the batch is kindling.

Draw the saw LEFT → RIGHT along the chalk line — it follows the grain, so follow IT. Wander and the blade BINDS; four binds splits the log.

First COMB: drag long strokes across the fleece until the fibres lie true.

Beat the glowing bar out to the dashed line. Strike the HIGH ridges — pounding a thin spot strains the metal, and dull metal won’t move. The ▼ marks the smith’s advice.