Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chu Chen's heart skipped a beat at that sound. Had Wang Defa discovered something?

After all, even diluted Erguotou is far better than the liquor of this era.

"You little rascal, you bought this in the county town, didn't you? The wine in town doesn't taste like this."

Upon hearing this, Chu Chen finally felt relieved, thinking to himself: I love your naive and unworldly nature.

"Yes, I bought a little when I went to the city last time, but not much. I'll bring some back for Uncle Wang later," Chu Chen said with a smile.

Wang Defa gave him an approving look, finished his bowl of wine, and stood up to say something.

"Fellow villagers, I am very happy to be invited by Chuwazi to eat meat and drink wine today."

"As everyone knows, Mr. Chu made many contributions to the village when he was alive. Although this Chu kid was a bit of a scoundrel, he has now turned over a new leaf. From now on, let's all help each other out and remember his kindness."

Holy crap, this old man's got it all figured out; he's definitely a village chief.

Now that he's making money, even his own father is seen as someone who has made a huge contribution to the village.

Soup without salt is no better than water; a person without money is no better than a ghost.

"It's true that every world is the same," Chu Chen thought to himself.

After Wang Defa finished speaking, he sat down, and Chu Chen stood up with his wine glass in his hand.

"Everyone, Chu used to be a real jerk, but he's changed for the better now. So, without further ado, let's raise a glass to everyone."

Without saying much, after a glass of wine, the atmosphere became lively.

Regardless of gender, everyone was eating meat heartily and drinking wine from large bowls, their mouths filled with praise for Chu Chen.

The lunch lasted until nightfall before finally ending.

Midway through, Chu Chen used the excuse of being unable to hold his liquor to enter the room early.

Li Qinglian followed her in: "Husband, are you trying to silence everyone?"

Looking at Li Qinglian's clever appearance, Chu Chen couldn't believe that she was just a farmer's daughter.

"I'm just afraid of trouble. In this world, strength speaks for itself." After saying that, Chu Chen hugged Li Qinglian.

But looking at the drafty thatched hut, Chu Chen barely suppressed his rising anger; this environment was just too...

The next day, Chu Chen knocked on Wang Defa's door again.

He was carrying a jar of yesterday's water mixed with Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor).

"Chu boy, come on over, why are you being so polite?" Wang Defa said he didn't want to, but his actions betrayed his true feelings.

He reached out and took the wine jar, then led him into the house.

"Chuwazi, what brings you to me today?" Wang Defa asked.

"Actually, it's nothing serious. As you know, my house is a dilapidated place, so I'm thinking of buying the open space in front of it and rebuilding a house," Chu Chen said to Wang Defa, getting straight to the point.

He's been inquiring about building a house these past few days, though it's not as complicated as in the modern world.

You also need to go through the village chief, then buy the land, and go to the town government office to complete the relevant procedures.

That's why he went to find Wang Defa again.

To get Wang Defa to agree readily, he added, "Uncle Wang, as you know, building houses requires labor. You can talk to the village about it, and I'll pay the workers."

Wang Defa pretended to think for a moment before saying, "Indeed, your dilapidated house is drafty from all sides. It's time for your Qinglian to enjoy a better living space."

"How big of a house are you planning to build? How many acres of land are you planning to buy?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Chen immediately said, "The vacant land around my house is at least ten acres, and I also plan to buy the back mountain, which is about 50 acres."

Wang Defa was shocked when he heard this. How much money did this kid make? Fifty acres? Even wealthy families in the city don't have houses that big.

In fact, Chu Chen had his own idea: he wanted to build an ancient-style villa.

Before transmigrating, I was always holed up in that tiny rented room of just over ten square meters. Now that I've transmigrated, can't I even enjoy myself?

Then Wang Defa added, "Fifty mu, in principle I can't give you that much, but considering the contributions your father made to the village before, I'll agree."

"The open space in front of the door originally cost five taels per mu, but I'll make the decision for you and charge you four taels per mu. The mountain land behind the house costs two taels per mu, but I'll only charge you one tael."

After saying that, he looked at Chu Chen with a smile and said, "Kid, I've been pretty good to you this time, haven't I?"

Holy crap, the village chief saved fifty taels of silver with just one sentence! That's amazing...

Chu Chen said with a grin, "Then thank you, Uncle Wang. As for the procedures?"

As he spoke, he handed him a five-tael silver ingot and also gave him eight ten-tael silver ingots as payment for the land.

"Haha, it's no big deal, leave it to me. I'll go to town right away and get it done for you."

It's true what they say, money makes things easy. Five taels of silver, and you don't have to do anything at all.

While the iron was hot, he said, "Thank you so much, Uncle Wang. When you come back from town, come to my house for dinner, and I'll cook you something nice."

Wang Defa quickly put on his clothes and headed towards the town.

Chu Chen, being sensible, had Hu Zi drive the mule cart and go along with them.

Sitting in the mule cart, Wang Defa watched as Hu Zi, with a long knife at his waist, drove the cart for him.

Suddenly I felt like I was the county magistrate.

At this moment, Chu Chen was calculating: ten mu of flat land forty taels, forty mu of mountain land forty taels, a total of eighty taels of silver.

He earned 600 taels from selling the cups, gave 100 taels to Li Qinglian, and spent about 100 taels of his own money.

With just over three hundred taels left, I estimate I'll need to spend even more if I want to build a modern villa in the future.

Looks like I'll have to go to Qingyun City tomorrow to earn some more.

Li Qinglian watched as Hu Zi drove the village chief out the door and then spoke to Chu Chen.

"Husband, what are you doing?"

"Qinglian, come here. Do you like the back mountain?" Chu Chen pulled Li Qinglian over and pointed to the back mountain.

"Ah, what's so great about this mountain? It's just that you can grow a lot of land here," Li Qinglian said, looking puzzled.

“Farming is a narrow-minded approach. Why would someone with money still want to farm?” Chu Chen said.

Before transmigrating, I was born in a rural area and spent a lot of my childhood working in the fields.

They brought a shopping mall with them when they time-traveled, and they're still farming... Isn't it better to just enjoy life?

He then said, "Why plant anything? I want to turn the empty space in front of the house into our house, and the hill behind the house into our back garden."

What? My husband is going to squander money again. He's turned this whole place into houses. How much money is that going to cost?

Besides, there's no need for the two of them to live in such a big house.

Seeing her surprised expression, Chu Chen said again, "I'll go to the county and buy you a few maids and servants. You just need to stay at home and be as beautiful as a flower."

“But such a big house must cost a lot of money, and I don’t need any maids or servants. I can take good care of you.” Li Qinglian said earnestly to Chu Chen.

They need to serve me, but the environment isn't right. Let's wait until the house is built.

Regardless of whether Li Qinglian agreed or not, he was simply informing her.

"You don't need to worry about money. Have you forgotten that I'm a disciple of an immortal? Just stay home and enjoy yourself."

After saying that, he pulled her into the house...