Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

After comforting Li Qinglian, Chu Chen lay back down on the bed, having just finished an afternoon of intense exercise.

My body is really starting to give out; I need to take good care of my injuries first.

In a couple of days, I'll go to the city again to sell some things, like glass cups. I doubt there are any like that in this world yet.

As he spoke, he took a glass from the supermarket and hid it under the bed.

Chu Chen knew that before he was fully developed, his personal space absolutely could not be exposed, otherwise he wouldn't even know how he died.

Then it becomes difficult to explain what you've taken out. Therefore, in this world, earning enough money is the best way to protect your secrets.

About half an hour later, the aroma of meat wafted from the kitchen.

Chu Chen's stomach rumbled loudly; the lack of food for so long had left his body extremely weak.

"Dinner's ready, my husband."

Li Qinglian walked in carrying an earthenware pot.

Chu Chen leaned closer to take a look and saw two or three pieces of meat floating inside, followed by a whole earthenware pot of soup.

A few green vegetable leaves, and two bowls of rice porridge as the main dish.

Chu Chen's face twitched at the sight. This was too shabby, but he could understand it in this era where people couldn't even get enough to eat.

Meat was something that could only be found in the homes of landlords and wealthy families in the city.

Chu Chen didn't say anything, picked up the bowl and started eating with gusto.

A bowl of rice porridge was gone in an instant.

Looking up at Li Qinglian, I saw her holding a bowl of rice soup, carefully tasting it.

Chu Chen snatched her bowl and looked inside. He saw that there was only rice water in it, and not a single grain of rice in sight.

Chu Chen felt a pang of sadness, put down his bowl, rushed into the kitchen, cut about a pound of meat, and stir-fried a dish in the iron wok.

They also cooked almost a pound of rice in an earthenware pot.

Li Qinglian saw Chu Chen snatch her bowl and head towards the kitchen.

Thinking that Chu Chen was angry that he had eaten rice porridge, he was so frightened that he stood there speechless.

"It seems he hasn't changed."

But less than half an hour later, Chu Chen reappeared in the room.

He placed a meat dish and a large bowl of rice in front of her.

"Qinglian, from now on, you have to eat like this every meal. If you're still this thin after a month, I'll sell you," Chu Chen threatened.

In this era, poor families all want to marry a woman with big hips and a round waist who is good at bearing children.

In other people's eyes, Li Qinglian is someone who can't work or have children.

That's why the scholar's father was able to marry her for only two taels of silver.

Li Qinglian looked at the fragrant food in front of her, flattered and surprised. Although she felt sorry for Chu Chen wasting it, she also felt a warmth in her heart.

Under Chu Chen's strict demands, she ate a whole bowl of rice and a whole plate of meat.

This must have been the most satisfying meal she had in her entire life.

That night, the two lay down fully clothed, with Li Qinglian facing away from Chu Chen, curled up on the bed covered with a straw mat.

Chu Chen, still recovering from his injuries, had no other thoughts and fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Chu Chen was awakened by a gust of cold wind.

It was nearing winter, and the nights were especially cold. The dilapidated house was drafty, so Chu Chen, unable to sleep, got up.

Looking at the small figure huddled in the corner, I helped her cover herself with the thin, patched-up blanket.

Chu Chen suppressed the urge to take out a Simmons mattress and a down comforter from his spatial storage, and went to the kitchen to start a fire.

"It seems I have to go to the city tomorrow," Chu Chen thought to himself as he sat by the fire.

The next morning, the crowing of roosters and barking of dogs at the village entrance woke Li Qinglian from her bed.

He got up and saw that Chu Chen wasn't next to him, so he quickly got out of bed.

In this era, men wake up earlier than women.

For women, that's a symbol of laziness.

"You're up?" Chu Chen asked Li Qinglian, holding two bowls of egg noodles.

"My lord, I'm sorry, I ate too much last night, so I woke up late," Li Qinglian replied weakly.

It's as if they've done something terribly wrong.

"It's okay, go back to sleep if you want, it's so damn cold today."

Chu Chen seemed indifferent.

Li Qinglian stood there helplessly, but the man in front of her didn't seem angry at all.

"What are you standing there for? Get up and eat breakfast. After you finish, I'm going to the city. You stay home and don't go anywhere," Chu Chen continued to instruct.

"Go to the city? And what the hell does the cold have to do with us?" Li Qinglian thought to herself as she sat down.

Chu Chen ate the noodles in just a few minutes, panting heavily.

While eating noodles, Li Qinglian asked Chu Chen, "Husband, are you still going to the casino?"

"A casino? What would I do there? My injuries aren't fully healed yet; I can't beat them." Chu Chen blurted out.

"Then why are you going to the city?" Li Qinglian asked cautiously.

"Didn't I tell you? I dreamt of that fairy grandfather yesterday. He taught me a lot of things, and I was thinking about whether I could go out and make some money," Chu Chen replied.

"Your injury hasn't fully healed yet, how can we let you go out and earn money? You should rest at home."

Looking at his considerate wife, Chu Chen suddenly felt that being transported to this world was much better than delivering takeout.

After much persuasion, Li Qinglian finally agreed.

Chu Chen secretly picked up the glass from under the bed and headed towards the city.

Mashan Village is under the jurisdiction of Qingniu Town, which in turn belongs to Qingyun City.

Chu Chen planned to bypass Qingniu Town and head directly to Qingyun City.

In this day and age, glass cups are probably extremely valuable items.

In Qingniu Town, it probably won't fetch a high price.

Watching Chu Chen walk away, Li Qinglian felt a warmth in her heart, thinking that perhaps her husband had truly come to his senses.

She then picked up the basket and headed toward the village chief's house.

Chu Chen walked all the way to the village entrance, where he saw his second uncle hurrying over.

"Nephew, your injury hasn't fully healed yet, and you're already thinking about going to town to try and win back your losses?" Second Uncle shouted as soon as he arrived.

"Second Uncle, what brings you here? I'm going to Qingyun City, not to the casino in town," Chu Chen replied.

Going to the city, does this kid intend to sell Qinglian to pay off the gambling den in town?

No, selling lotus seeds should involve accompanying people, it doesn't seem like it.

I have to go with him; I can't let that kid cause any more trouble.

"Well, I'm also going to Qingyun City, let's go together, it'll be good to have someone to look after us on the way," Second Uncle said, pretending to be friendly.

That would be great if my second uncle came along too, since we don't know the area well and wouldn't be able to find our way.

"That's great! I'll treat you to drinks when we get to town."

Chu Chen said generously.

Just then, an untimely voice rang out.

"Oh, Brother Chu, you're so generous today, you even have money to treat us to drinks. Bring your brother along!"

The man who came was named Ma San, a notorious good-for-nothing from the village.

He's the kind of guy who spends all day loitering around the village, stealing chickens and dogs and climbing over widows' walls.

Moreover, it was this person who took Chu Chen to the casino in Qingniu Town for the first time.

Upon seeing him, Chu Chen involuntarily clenched his fists, but looking at his own body, he immediately held back.

"Oh, it's Third Brother. Didn't you have time to hang out with the village chief's wife today? You've got some free time to wander around the village entrance. What's up, is the village chief home?"