Ah Gui found three or four younger porters in the small town. After paying them a thousand pesos in wages, he handed over the heavy equipment to them.
Wang Ye stood at the motel entrance, equipping himself while observing the group of porters at the door.
These porters, though young, looked somewhat haggard, with deeply sunken cheeks.
It was obviously due to years of physical labor, leading to some malnutrition.
While they could carry over a hundred pounds of goods, they all had some old injuries like back injuries, leg injuries, and joint injuries. Thus, their posture was somewhat hunched, and most walked with a limp.
They were like those elderly workers on construction sites, appearing to eat and drink heartily, run and jump, and still carry hundreds of pounds of cement bags all at once, but in reality, they've exchanged their bone longevity for it, and their bodies were already in a precarious state.
But there was no way around it; their livelihood depended on this work,
