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Chapter 333 Coolie Camp

Coolie camp, as the name suggests, is a place where coolies are done.

Quarrying is both laborious and dangerous. Every so often, large pieces of gravel will fall down, killing people and injuring people.

In addition, when steel drills and hammers are used to break rocks, small pieces of stone flakes may also blind people's eyes.

The person in charge distributed a pair of straw sandals to everyone. Zheng Wuji wore these for the first time in his life. The new straw sandals were tight. He just felt that his feet were being strangled. It's a burning pain.

However, these are nothing compared to the following labor.

A three-foot-square stone was lifted by two people, and the weight of hundreds of catties was pressed on the shoulders.

Once or twice, it can still hold up, but the third time it is difficult to lift it up again.

But the supervisor didn't care about this, he held the whip in his hand to see who moved slowly and whipped first, and he was still cursing.

Zheng Wuji wanted to ask Guan Ying to explain clearly, but Guan Ying didn't know where to hide for a long time.

These guards did not allow people to open their mouths at all, and they were whipped as soon as they spoke.

"You all work honestly! Don't haggle! Are you hungry killers worthy?! Let me tell you, when you get here, you are no different from animals! Shut up, grit your teeth, and then you will have the strength to do it. live!"

An elderly man couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground. The stone tilted and hit his shoulder, causing him to groan and fall to the ground.

Someone wanted to go over to see it, but was immediately stopped by the supervisor in front of him.

The supervisor whipped his whip twice and scolded: "You meddle in your own business and do your own work well! Don't ask for a beating one by one."

The supervisor in front of the old man walked over and shouted with widened eyes, "Get up quickly! Or I'll beat you to death!"

The old man held his shoulders and begged tremblingly: "Master, I really can't do it anymore. We have been hungry for days."

The overseer didn't listen to him, he raised his whip and beat the old man's head and face, until the old man's face was covered with blood.

Others saw it, but dared not speak out.

"Stop beating, sir, please stop beating!" the old man begged with his hands covering his face, struggling to go to work again.

The overseer was full of ambition, he laughed twice, and said: "How about it, the old man has strength now, right? People are bitter insects, so you can't do without beating them! It's not bad."

A manager in charge came over there and said, "I tell you, if you can't finish the work today, you don't even want to drink a sip of water!"

It was the weather in June at this time, and there was nothing to do.You have to sweat a lot, not to mention they are carrying stones under the scorching sun.

Zheng Wuji's eyes turned black a few times, he is delicate and fleshy, how could he do such hard work?
So he mustered up his courage and said to the supervisor: "I will give you money, and I will give you as much as you want."

"Are you crazy? If you have money, you still come here? How much money do you have?" The overseer said and raised his whip, "You dare to entertain the uncle, see if I don't beat you to death!"

"Listen to me, I'm really rich. If you don't believe me, you can take it with me." Zheng Wuji was desperate, if this continues, he might vomit blood and die on the spot.

"Good boy! Then tell me where the money is? If not, I will skin you." The supervisor said viciously.

Just as Zheng Wuji was about to speak, a person flew past and said, "Master Song will be here in a while, hurry up and ask these people to work quickly!"

Upon hearing this, the supervisors immediately waved their whips, circling and neighing around the coolies like poisonous snakes.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Damn it! Stop breaking your leg like this!"

"Did you hear that? Put all your energy into breastfeeding! Let me tell you, if Lord Song is satisfied, he will let you eat after he leaves."

Zheng Wuji didn't know who this Master Song was, but he could tell from the appearance of these people that he should be a very important person to them.

At this time, none of the supervisors listened to him, and he didn't want to ask for a beating, so he continued to lift the stones honestly.

Sure enough, not long after, the mole spirit came over accompanied by a big fat man with a straight waist and a shy belly.

This man is riding on a horse and wearing official clothes.

Zheng Wuji saw that he was wearing an eighth-rank official uniform, and thought that he was really a big official compared to a big official.

I don't think it is any honor to be a seventh-rank official even if I just mess around.

But these supervisors, who were showing off their might in front of the coolies, bowed their heads and ears in front of this eight-rank official, like trained dogs.

"Master Song, you see that half of these stones have already been picked, if you let them work harder, they will be finished in two months." The mole nodded and bowed, wishing to hold up the foot of Song Smell it, and then praise it for its real fragrance.

"Du Guanying, two months is a bit too long." The surname Song was obviously dissatisfied.

"But this..." Mole was very embarrassed, and his already compact facial features were wrinkled into a ball, "It's really impossible, Mr. Song."

"Du Guanying, I know you are a capable person, why can't you do it?" The surname Song laughed twice, "You know, the superiors are pressing you."

"Master Song, Master Song, this matter should be discussed in the long term, in the long term." The mole smiled with a greasy face, looking very wretched.

Looking at the situation of the two of them, Zheng Wuji guessed a little bit, the person surnamed Song must be climbing up.

He wanted to take what happened here as a political achievement to please the superior, so as to earn himself a chance to be promoted.

And there must be an interest relationship between the two of them, among other things, there are thousands of coolies here, and the court pays them all.

But he never heard that there was still a salary, and most of it was greedy by these two people together.

"It's really hot today. I'm thinking of moving to Zhuangzi outside the city to live for two months. Unfortunately, there's no one to help me." The surname Song suddenly started another topic.

The mole spirit quickly caught it: "Lord Song, don't worry, we don't have anything else here. It will be possible to find a few people? It's just that I don't know if you want a boy or a girl?"

"Hey, what's so good about this? It's not appropriate." Song's surname suddenly became serious again.

"You must not be outsiders, let them serve you, it is their good fortune, you should do good deeds." The mole smiled obsequiously, and Zheng Wuji felt nauseated.

The Song surnamed pretended to walk around here, whispered something to the mole spirit under the shade of the tree, and then left.

The mole spirit called six or seven fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls to follow.

Each of these girls is thin and bony, but they are all handsome and upright.

Many people are envious of them, leaving here to serve that surnamed Song, although it is inevitable that they will be abused, but at least they can eat and wear warm.

The family members of these girls just raised their sleeves to wipe away their tears, and then continued to do coolies with blank faces.

(End of this chapter)