Zhao Cheng looked disdainful and turned the colorful rooster pottery figurines to the middle-aged man's forehead.

"Ba"

The colorful rooster terracotta figurines were broken all over the ground, and a large bag of the middle-aged man's forehead was swollen.

A hint of anger flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and his fists clenched.

"What? Do you want to hit me? Come, hit me!"

Zhao Chengru likes to look at these civilians, and when he is teased by him, he is so angry that he can't get rid of himself.

"Bah, trash! In my eyes, you are just a dog, not even as good as a dog."

Zhao Cheng spitted on the middle-aged man's face with an old phlegm.

Behind the middle-aged man are more than fifty pottery craftsmen dressed in the same way as the middle-aged man.

They were all craftsmen who recruited from all counties across the country to burn Terracotta Warriors and Horses.

When they saw middle-aged people being humiliated, they dared not speak out.

The Qin Dynasty Law: The following crimes are committed, and beating officials are all serious crimes.

If a group fights, the crime and punishment will be even worse, and even family members may be implicated.

Especially now that Zhao Gao is at its peak, as his only brother, Zhao Cheng can be said to be a fox and a tiger's power, and no one dares to mess with him.

"Coward!"

Zhao Cheng left in a carriage and ordered his subordinates: "They are not allowed to have dinner at the 10010 construction site today. If you dare to use a broken pottery figurine to fool me, this is what you will end up playing with."

Only when the carriage completely disappeared before everyone's eyes could the middle-aged man wipe the thick phlegm from his face clean.

Several older terracotta craftsmen surrounded him and said with a look of ugly expression: "Han Tan, brothers have been working for a day and are still hungry. What should I do?"

"Yes, there are still several little brothers lying in the shed. They are already hungry. If there is no food to eat, they will starve to death."

Their words reveal numbness and helplessness.

Han Tan felt a suffocation of pressure coming, and his body shook twice.

"I know my brothers are hungry, but I can't become food."

As the leader of these craftsmen, he had to lead his brothers to complete the performance indicators of firing pottery figurines and manage their diet and daily life.

All of this comes from the trust of these people.

Sometimes, trust is also a responsibility.

"Or why go to the construction site No. 10086?" said a barefoot craftsman. "Today I saw the dogs leaving for wood, with red faces. I remember that a few days ago, he was about to starve to death."

"Yes, it's been strange these two days. I don't know if the people on the 10086 construction site are full and have the strength to cut down trees after finishing their work."

"They must have extra food, or they have caught wild boars or something. You go and borrow some from them, and as long as the superiors pay the salary, they will pay it back."

Several pottery figurines were talking and talking.

They hadn't eaten for a day and had a day of physical work.

The last little strength also passed through the body.

The feeling of hunger makes them forget their superiority, courtesy, righteousness, integrity and shame.

Han Tan felt a little embarrassed when he heard this: "But we have always been incompatible with the people on construction site No. 10086."

"Did you forget that last month, we fought with the group of lumberjacks to fight for water."

"Will they let them laugh at me now?"

"I, Han Tan, even if I die, die outside, and jump off Mount Li, I will never bow my head to that old guy Chen Chusheng!"

.........

A quarter of an hour later, Han Tan stood outside the door of Shed No. 10086.

To be honest, Han Tan didn't want to come.

But when he returned to the shed and looked at the children who were lying on the bed, dying hungry, Han Tan's heart seemed to be grabbed by something.

"They are really sixteen or seventeen years old, they just want to have a full meal."

If you want to say what kind of death in the world is the most painful, starving to death will definitely be ranked in the top ten.

Physical needs constantly send signals to the brain to eat.

Without external energy supplementation, humans can only consume their own fat and muscles, and eventually they are skin and bones.

In the work shed No. 10086, the roasting of braised pork has come to an end.

Huang He opened the lid of the pot and said to Sanwa: "A little more fire, the juice will be reduced from the high heat!"

The greasy and shiny braised pork is stir-fried constantly.

The soup became thicker and thicker, and at the end, it was as thick as sugar, and it melted on the braised pork.

The steaming heat rushed straight to the roof, a meaty fragrance that was ten times stronger than before, almost breaking through the constraints of the roof.

"It smells so good!"

Li Zheng, the leftover dog and the big baby, were all looking at the meat in the pot.

They kept swallowing, their eyes almost glaring out.

But without Huang He's words, none of them dared to reach out to grab them.

Huang He himself was also hungry and ordered: "Old Chen, don't let everyone watch it, have a meal."

In addition to braised pork, they also steamed a pot of rice.

A spoonful of yellow and oily braised pork, served with a bowl of white rice.

Gou Zuozi took a bite of the rice hard, then picked up a piece of braised pork with oil and stuffed it into his mouth with chopsticks.

salty!

sweet!

fragrant!

soft!

Glutinous!

The smell of braised pork instantly conquered the dog's leftovers. He chewed his mouth wide and rolled his eyes happily.

“That’s so delicious!”

With a roll of a clever tongue, the sauce around your mouth was swept away.

Everyone's face was filled with a happy smile.

There was no other sound in the shed except for the collision of chopsticks and pottery bowls and the swallowing of dry rice.

A knock on the door sounded.

"who!"

Li was hard to swallow the braised pork in his mouth. He ate too fast and almost choked to death.

"It's me, Han Tan."

Lin Zheng secretly cursed unlucky, and then shook everyone: "Put away the dishes and chopsticks!"

Everyone was in a hurry, but Huang He was very calm at this time.

"Han Tan burned pottery figurines at the construction site No. 10010, and he has never dealt with us."

When Huang He heard this, he asked Li Zheng to deal with it himself.

"Han Tan, why did you go to us if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Han Tan had long smelled a scent of meat, and he would not remember this smell wrong.

Could it be that old guy Chen Chusheng eating meat inside?

It seems that the brothers are right, these lumberjacks must have caught their prey.

Han Tan said with a tough temper: "Brother Chen, I am here to borrow food. More than fifty people were hungry and screaming."

Borrowing grain?

Chen Chusheng felt relieved and said coldly: "Don't borrow!"

Han Tan's heart sank, and he didn't expect Chen Chusheng to refuse so happily.

He wanted to turn around and leave.

But when he thought of those children, Han Tan had to suppress his anger and begged: "Brother Chen, I really have no choice. My gobang, Sha Zhu and Da Mao are almost starving to death. You are good enough, just give me some stutter."

Chen Chusheng was silent.

It is impossible to say that he has no compassion.

Born as a human being, as long as you are not the kind of person who is extremely selfish and selfish, you will help others within your ability when you see others suffering.
To be continued...