Give me a thousand w

After working hard, Bai Qi was exhausted and panting. He sat down, took out two dry biscuits, and chewed them with water from a pottery jar.,The barley flatbread, cooked from coarsely ground grains and pressed out, was little better than the worst baguette.,It seemed as if the small sampan under Bai Qi's feet was being tossed about by even the slightest swell.。