Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chu Chen sat on a large rock outside and lit a cigarette for himself.

After seeing Feng Wu leave, Second Uncle Chu Dazhuang came over and said with a worried expression.

“I’m telling you, nephew, no matter how rich you are, you can’t spend money like this. It’s a waste.”

This retort left Chu Chen speechless.

"Second Uncle, if you want a horse to run, you can't just not feed it grass."

"Besides, spending this little bit of money can bring you ten thousand times the income, so don't worry."

Chu Dazhuang didn't know what Chu Chen was up to, so he didn't say anything more.

That's right, the money belongs to other people, how can I have the right to it?

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he took out more than ten taels of silver from his clothes and handed it to Chu Chen.

"These are what's left over from the construction workshop, you can keep them."

My second uncle is really honest. If it were anyone else, they would be lucky if they didn't ask me for more.

So he pushed the silver back and said, "Second Uncle, what are you doing? Keep it."

"How can I do that? I can't take your money without a reason."

"Second Uncle, just accept it. Don't hesitate, I have something important to do for you."

Upon hearing that it was important, Chu Dazhuang immediately became serious.

At that moment, six people came up in front of Chu Chen.

"Chu boy, tell us, what do you want us to do?"

Chu Dazhuang looked at the newcomer, forcefully shut his mouth to stop being curious about that important matter, and sat down on a nearby rock.

Chu Chen recognized all six people, one of whom was Feng Wu's older brother, Feng Lao Er.

The only hunter in Mashan Village has incredible strength and is quite skilled; he was the one who spoke just now.

"Uncle Feng, everyone, you all stood out from so many people, so you must all have extraordinary abilities."

"Alright, come with me."

After saying that, he led Chu Dazhuang and the other six people toward the mountain.

He picked up a shovel from the side and started digging into the mountainside.

He took out the yellowish-white stone and addressed the crowd.

"What you need to do now is dig this thing out and transport it into the factory."

"Once Uncle Feng finishes making the partitions, he will assign tasks to you."

"Each group should do its own thing and not interfere with each other. That's a matter for later. Starting tomorrow, you can bring your people to dig."

After saying that, he left with Chu Dazhuang.

Chu Dazhuang saw that finally no one was around.

"Nephew, what is it that is so important?"

"Come on, Uncle, let's go home and call Tiger and Auntie. We'll talk when we get home."

At Chu Chen's house, five people sat together.

Looking at his second uncle and the others, Chu Chen felt that these were the only people he could completely trust at the moment.

The technology for purifying mineral salts must never be leaked.

It consists of several steps.

The salt is mined, dissolved in water, heated, and boiled to produce white crystals.

The white crystals are heated again, which is equivalent to repeating the first process to make them even purer.

Add water to the white crystals, heat it, and then filter it through activated carbon and gauze.

Then continue heating to extract the fine salt.

Chu Chen planned to entrust the simple three or four steps to Hu Zi, his second aunt, Li Qinglian, and Chu Dazhuang.

Throughout the entire process, my second uncle's family was constantly boiling and cooking, while the crucial filtering was handled by Li Qinglian.

Moreover, Chu Chen planned to use the materials in the space to create a filtration device.

You can learn how to operate it, but you can't learn how to operate a machine, and besides, the entire factory is separated.

The entire filtration machine needs to be covered with wooden boards, leaving openings for changing filter cartridges, as well as the inlet and outlet.

Each process has its own room, and there is another room between each process to facilitate the storage of semi-finished products.

That's all Chu Chen can think of for now.

If someone else copies this, there's nothing he can do about it.

An hour later, Chu Chen explained the operational procedures for each person's assigned tasks to them individually.

Currently, we are just waiting for actual implementation.

That evening, Chu Chen made an excuse to go to town. After giving Li Qinglian some instructions, he entered his spatial dimension on the way to town.

Inside the space, Chu Chen began rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

After a night of hard work, a huge filtration device appeared on the road.

There are iron buckets, funnels, gauze, and other items found in the space above.

Then they summoned Tiger, who drove a mule cart and pulled it back to the factory.

The operation is simple: just pour the simmered brine into the large funnel on the device and wait for the brine to be filtered.

However, you need to change the gauze and activated carbon from time to time.

I found a lot of these in my storage space; they should last me a year or two without any problems.

If all else fails, silk and charcoal will suffice.

Immediately, Chu Chen locked himself in that room and began his first experiment.

He ordered Hu Zi to carry a load of crushed mineral salt to his room.

Chu Chen then began to live and work inside.

After repeated experiments, I was busy until noon, looking at the bucket of brine in front of me.

Chu Chen revealed a joyful expression.

Then, in the last room, they had Hu Zi start a fire and simmer the brine.

As the moisture evaporated, snow-white crystals began to appear on the edge of the iron pot.

Chu Chen instructed Hu Zi to scrape off the crystals, resulting in a large basinful.

Tiger asked in surprise, "Chuwa, don't tell me this is refined salt."

After saying that, he grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Holy crap, you're crazy! It's so sweet, how come you eat everything?"

Chu Chen slapped the salt out of his hand and said.

"Ah, it's not salt, then what is it?"

It's salt, but since it's the first thing I've made, I should at least test it on a small animal first.

So he instructed, "Go find a small animal to test it on, just in case it's poisonous."

Tiger nodded and went out. A little while later, he returned with a mongrel dog.

Dogs aren't supposed to eat salt, right? They're said to be poisonous if they eat too much.

But there's no time to worry about that now; this thing in front of me is a mongrel.

In a farmhouse, leftover food is perfectly fine even without salt.

After saying that, he told Tiger to hold him down, grabbed a handful of food, and stuffed it into the dog's mouth.

The dog initially resisted, but after being stuffed with a handful, it involuntarily licked its lips.

He swallowed it in one gulp.

"Where did this dog come from?" Chu Chen asked in confusion. This dog, like Tiger, was incredibly fierce.

"It's from Feng Lao Er's family. I stole it. What's wrong with it? Is it no good?" Hu Zi looked at Chu Chen with a puzzled expression.

"It's alright, as long as it's a dog. This stuff is salt, which I made. So, if it's not dead, we're going to be rich."

Chu Chen looked at Hu Zi with a serious expression and said.

"You made it using that poisonous stuff from the mountain?" Tiger asked Chu Chen.

He was so excited he almost jumped up. He was a tiger, but he wasn't stupid; he fully understood what this thing meant.

"Don't make a fuss, let's see if it survives first."

So, in the room, Chu Chen and Hu Zi quietly stared at the stray dog, and the stray dog ​​quietly stared back at them, until night fell.