Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

The door slowly opened, and a young boy looked at Chu Chen in front of him, then at the thing in his hand.

She then coldly said to Chu Chen, "My father said he's not home, you can leave."

Holy crap, so Chang Wei gave birth to an idiot.

"Then go ask your father when he's coming back," Chu Chen said with a smile.

The boy turned away impatiently.

In reality, ever since Chang Wei became famous, people have been coming to this place every day, asking him to build houses.

Therefore, they usually keep their doors closed to visitors, partly because they look down on such paltry sums, and partly because they are getting old and should take a good rest.

The boy returned and said to Chu Chen again, "My father said he doesn't know when he'll be back, so please go back."

Damn, looks like I can't be too smart, or I'll give birth to an idiot.

"Hey, I said you're silly... ptooey... young man, show this to your dad, and he'll naturally see me."

After saying that, Chu Chen handed him a piece of paper and a tael of silver, and said leisurely.

The boy looked at Chu Chen impatiently, but his eyes lit up instantly when he saw the silver.

He nodded, picked up his things, and walked into the house.

It seems this kid isn't stupid; he even knows to ask for money. He's probably just a bit dim-witted.

Chu Chen chuckled to himself, shaking his head as he thought to himself at the door.

Just as he was thinking about how to persuade Chang Wei, the door slowly opened again.

"Young master, my father said he's back. Please come in."

With the addition of a tael of silver, the boy was noticeably more enthusiastic than before.

"Thank you, brother. Please lead the way."

After saying that, she didn't forget to slip a lollipop into his hand.

The boy had never seen anything like it before and looked at Chu Chen with a puzzled expression.

Chu Chen shoved the lollipop into the boy's mouth, and the boy immediately started making whimpering noises.

It's so damn sweet! This must be the sweetest food he's ever eaten in his life.

"My name is Chu Chen, and I pay my respects to Mr. Chang," Chu Chen said to a man in his fifties in the main hall.

The man ignored Chu Chen and stared blankly at the paper without saying a word.

"Come on, young man, tell me, where did you get this from?"

Chang Wei spoke to Chu Chen, but his eyes remained fixed on the paper, not looking at Chu Chen at all.

"Replying to Mr. Chang, this was drawn by myself," Chu Chen replied to Chang Wei, neither humble nor arrogant.

"What? You drew this?" Chang Wei turned around in surprise, looking at the well-dressed rich young man in front of him.

Actually, it was indeed Chu Chen who drew it, but in order not to shock the world, those colorful books in the space could not be taken out.

So I had to find a pencil and ruler myself, and draw it on an A3 sheet of paper, imitating the example.

"May I ask which master you are, sir, to be able to design such an innovative and practical house?"

Looking at the young man in front of him, Chang Wei immediately concluded that he was the disciple of a super architect.

"Well, my master is a low-key person and doesn't want the world to know his name, so let's not bother him."

Chu Chen lied without batting an eye.

"Yes, young master, I was presumptuous. Only a reclusive master could design such a house. Tell me, young master, what brings you to my humble abode?"

Chang Wei said apologetically to Chu Chen.

Young master, well, since you can't refuse, just accept it.

“Mr. Chang, you flatter me. How dare I call you master in front of you? Just call me Chu Chen. I have come here to ask you to build me a house like this.”

Chu Chen got straight to the point and stated his demands.

"Oh, building a house like this? Judging from the blueprints, the cost must be considerable. Young Master Chu, which area of ​​Qingyun City have you chosen for the site?"

Chang Wei asked seriously.

"Um, it's in Mashan Village, Qingniu Town. I'd appreciate it if Mr. Chang could help me with this."

Such a nice house, and it's built in the village! This kid must have too much money to burn.

The blueprints depicted a two-and-a-half-story building, but Chu Chen replaced the space between the first and second floors with wood.

The main structure is made of bricks and tiles. There's no other way; there's no cement in this world, and it's all in my own space.

Chu Chen searched for a while and finally found a hardware store.

However, it also solved problems such as the bathroom water pipes.

“Young Master Chu, I’ll help you with this favor because of this blueprint.”

"I still have one question: why is the outhouse placed inside the house? Please explain."

Chang Wei looked at Chu Chen expectantly and asked.

How does Lao Tzu resolve doubts?

He then made up a story: "Well, this outhouse is just inside the house for the convenience of using the toilet."

“I have toilets and squat toilets made by my master, as well as some water pipes, so there’s no need to worry about the smell at all.”

Chang Wei couldn't wait to go to Mashan Village to see if the so-called toilet could actually block the stench of the outhouse.

"Young Master Chu, what about the cost of the house?"

“Mr. Chang, here’s what I’m thinking: you can give me a budget. I don’t know anything about this or the prices in Qingyun City, so please take care of the whole house. I’ll just pay you.”

Chang Wei nodded after listening; this method was indeed more convenient.

He then said to Chu Chen, "Alright, since Young Master Chu trusts me, come again tomorrow and I will tell you all the expenses."

After saying that, he picked up the blueprints again and began to study them.

Tiger handed the mutton and rice to Chang Wei's son and then left Chang Wei's house.

Before leaving, he also slipped about ten lollipops to Chang Wei's son.

This made the young man beam with joy, and his attitude towards Chu Chen could be described as respectful.

"Sigh, kids are so innocent. They'll be nice to whoever gives them candy."

Chu Chen suddenly blurted out a sentence, leaving Hu Zi completely confused. He scratched his head and drove the mule cart towards Qingyun City.

In front of a high-end restaurant in the western district of Qingyun City, Chu Chen asked Hu Zi.

"Brother Tiger, what would you like to eat?"

Tiger replied almost without thinking, "Twenty meat buns."

Chu Chen shook his head upon hearing this. It seemed that he still couldn't change his mindset of being used to being poor. He should take it slow.

Without answering, he led Tiger into the restaurant.

We ordered a table full of hearty dishes, a large bowl of rice, and ten meat buns that Tiger insisted on.

Two people at one table, worlds apart.

Chu Chen leisurely savored the dishes in front of him, while Hu Zi ate like a starving ghost, his mouth dripping with oil.

It seems that at this moment, the whole world has been reduced to just this meal in front of us.

Looking at Hu Zi's gluttonous face, Chu Chen was reminded of his days as a food delivery driver.

Aren't I the same? I finally get to have a meal at a restaurant.

They're just like Hu Zi, completely lacking in image.

Ordinary people's lives aren't that refined.