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What came into view was a small courtyard. Six or seven young men, about his age, dressed in hemp clothes and fifteen or sixteen years old, were busy at work.,He tugged tight the thin grey linen shirt, Li Yu took a deep breath and joined in amidst the shouts of several apprentices.,The apprentices huddled in groups of three or four, squatting against the walls. Li Yuan sat hunched over his bowl in a corner, his shoulders aching from fatigue as he ate the steamed buns. A bitter feeling welled up within him.。