"Dad, pull yourself together. Let’s go get something to eat first; I’m starving."
Zhao Yan had long been famished to the point where his stomach felt stuck to his spine. The thin gruel he’d had that morning simply couldn't sustain him, and after walking such a long distance, bickering with Younger Mrs. Li, and negotiating business with Manager Li, his feet hadn't stopped moving, and his brain had been racing nonstop. The physical and mental expenditure was immense. He had to eat something immediately, or he’d faint right there on the spot.
"Right, you're right. Let's get some food, Sanlang." Zhao Gao was hungry too, but after all these years, he was accustomed to this state of hunger. Back at the Zhao Family, he’d always had to work even while half-starved. This level of hunger was something Zhao Gao could still endure.
Chapter 23