"What the hell are these? How can I eat them?"

The emperor said this while vomiting.

The emperor, who was used to eating delicacies from land and sea, simply could not understand how such food could exist.

Although Zhao Ji didn't eat much, he didn't eat as blatantly as the emperor.

Zhao Ji was smart. He just secretly threw the thing in his hand to an unsightly place.

The emperor regretted what he had just said and soon realized where this place was.

Sure enough, the supervisor came when he heard the noise and saw the things being spit out in front of the emperor, but he didn't get angry and didn't even wave the whip.

He just looked at the emperor with great disdain.

"Some people even thought they were at home, but it doesn't matter. You're only going to have this one meal anyway. Since you're so picky now, don't eat later!"

The emperor obviously did not realize the seriousness of the situation at this time.

After most people had quickly finished their meal, the overseer arrived, wielding a whip.

"You will go into the mines ahead one by one. When you get to the bottom, you will start mining. If you mine too little, you will not have dinner at night!"

Zhao Ji and the emperor heard this and then followed the crowd into the mine.

It was very hot and stuffy in here, and there was not even any light.

Under dim light, we also have to identify which ones can be mined and which ones cannot.

Zhao Ji quietly took the emperor to a place.

"There are few people here, so we'll stay here!" the emperor whispered to Zhao Ji.

After swinging the hoe a few times, the emperor felt exhausted.

The main reason was that he actually had nothing to eat, which meant that the emperor had no way to muster the energy to continue mining.

Whenever the emperor wanted to relax and have a rest, he would suddenly remember what the supervisor said: if he didn't do it well, he would have no dinner.

The emperor felt a little embarrassed when he heard his stomach growling.

However, the emperor had to force himself to continue mining under such circumstances.

"I feel like even if you bring a cow here, I'd be able to eat it now!" A wry smile appeared on the emperor's face.

Zhao Ji said nothing, but continued to swing his hoe. For him, this situation was no longer strange. He could feel the pitfalls of this mine from the beginning.

So even though there was cannibalism going on in this mine, Zhao Ji thought it was normal.

Zhao Ji has internal strength himself, so he is not as hungry as the emperor.

But even so, Zhao Ji felt tired.

The emperor's hands were shaking.

Fortunately, the workload assigned by the supervisor on the first day was not particularly heavy, which should give these newcomers some time to adapt.

The emperor and Zhao Ji just finished their work when they were about to finish.

Originally, the emperor thought that after a day of hard work, he would have something delicious to eat.

It turned out to be not much different from the meal I had that morning, except for the addition of a steamed bun.

This suddenly made the emperor feel that life was hopeless.

"Is there any way to quickly contact the guards? I can't stay in this crappy place for another day. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll die here!"

The continuous work, the astonishing amount of labor, and the harsh environment made the emperor fall into complete despair.

Not to mention the emperor, even Zhao Ji felt that it was a bit too much.

Moreover, Zhao Ji observed that there were not many people mining in this mine, which meant that there must be some people who could not survive this harsh environment.

However, the most hateful thing is that the imperial court did arrange the corresponding money.

There are even subsidies.

But even so, some of the money was still embezzled.

It didn't actually reach the hands of these miners.

Although Zhao Ji wanted the emperor to experience it, he did not intend to let the emperor actually die here.

So Zhao Ji quietly went to a hill behind and lit a bunch of fireworks at night when everyone else was asleep.

The fireworks shot up very high. In fact, this firework was Zhao Ji's signal flare.

When I looked in the distant sky, there seemed to be a small flash of light.

Only then did Zhao Ji go back with peace of mind.

The next morning, as soon as the cocks began to crow, the overseer rushed into the cabin and began waving his whip to wake everyone up.

At this point, everyone had gone through two consecutive days of high-intensity labor, and almost everyone's face was extremely tired and sunken.

However, the supervisors have already become accustomed to these things.

"Don't be lazy, work honestly. I know you've worked hard these past two days. The kitchen will prepare extra dishes for you. If you go early, there will be some left. If you go late, the food will be snatched up by people from other rooms!"

After hearing this, not to mention those people, even someone as worldly-wise as the emperor couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

When these people rushed to the place to get their food like hungry wolves, what they saw was a meal that was almost the same as yesterday.

But today there seems to be an extra dish of broth.

It's called broth, with some oil floating on top, and it smells good, but there's no meat at all inside.

I don't know which nobleman's leftovers were used to make a pot of soup in the kitchen.

However, even these strong men who were short of oil and water couldn't wait to have a taste.

Some people can't wait until a bowl of broth is served. Even if the broth is still boiling hot, they just open their mouths and pour the broth into their stomachs while white smoke is coming out.

After finishing it, I want to get a second bowl.

For a moment, everyone was scrambling and pushing in this place.

Zhao Ji and the emperor naturally would not do such a thing.

But I didn't want to be too conspicuous, so I just followed the crowd and symbolically squeezed forward.

At this time, Zhao Ji looked around and found that the supervisor had taken out a fruit from somewhere and was eating it while looking at this side. So many people were scrambling for the soup without meat.

It's like looking at a monkey.

At this moment, no matter how well-mannered Zhao Ji was, he could not suppress the anger in his heart.

These people no longer take the lives of the poor people who come here to mine seriously.

The supervisors even treated these people as entertainment after work.

The emperor saw such a cruel act and hated it in his heart.

"When I get out, I will cut this governor into pieces!"

Zhao Ji heard the emperor talking in a low voice with gritted teeth.

There wasn't much broth and it was quickly snatched up. Some people didn't get a chance but still wanted to have a taste of the meat.

He simply took the steamed bun that he had grabbed earlier and dipped it into the bucket without a drop of soup to soak up the remaining soup on the wall.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ji sighed deeply. It was obviously not a disaster now, but so many people were doing things that were no different from those in a disaster year.

This really makes people feel sad and helpless, and the emperor feels almost the same.

Not long after we finished our meal, the supervisor waved his whip and ordered us to leave the mine.