Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

As night fell, the dog, probably feeling too salty, started whimpering and looking for water.

Chu Chen was alarmed. Seeing the dog's mouth covered in drool, he wondered if the dog had been poisoned.

The sharp-eyed dog immediately spotted the uncooked brine and rushed over to drink it in large gulps.

Chu Chen immediately grasped the crux of the problem.

Could it be that it's thirsty?

Dog: I'll spit salt in your mouth and see what happens.

Chu Chen instructed Hu Zi to fetch a bucket of clean water from outside, watching the dog frolicking in it.

I was relieved, but I still need to observe the dog for a few more days.

And so, the two people and the dog returned home.

Five days later, it was clear that the dog was completely fine.

Chu Chen gathered everyone together and personally taught them one-on-one.

Furthermore, the filtration machine was securely enclosed with wooden planks.

Only the inlet and outlet were left open, and an opening was made at the filter replacement area and locked with a lock.

From this moment on, the salt factory officially began operations.

When the first batch of salt was produced, Li Qinglian looked at the snow-white refined salt in her hand and asked with a worried expression.

"Husband, doing this on your own is illegal. What if we get caught?"

Chu Chen looked at the worried Li Qinglian, gave her a reassuring look, and said.

Or, I can take you for a stroll in the city.

"How could I? The workshop can't do without me right now, how could I go out?"

At this moment, Chu Chen also began to worry. This dilapidated workshop had effectively bound Li Qinglian to Mashan Village.

It seems that this problem needs to be properly addressed.

Although the machine had been sealed off, and even though Li Qinglian didn't know its internal structure, she still felt uneasy without someone of her own watching over it.

"How about I take Sister Xiufang to my workshop?" Li Qinglian understood Chu Chen's thoughts and offered her suggestion.

What are you talking about? How could I possibly believe her? Gu Xiufang is just cooking in the workshop right now.

He immediately shook his head and said, "No, you know, in that place, I only trust you right now."

Li Qinglian nodded after listening, seemingly pleased by Chu Chen's trust.

There's no better solution for now, so I'll go to the city myself first.

The plan I previously discussed with Zhou Shicai, which was supposed to be completed in March, now needs to be changed.

We can't just stand there with piles of salt sitting there.

Without Tiger as a driver, driving the mule cart was particularly difficult for Chu Chen.

Not only was it incredibly bumpy, but it also caused people to poop and pee without warning.

Then I immediately thought of the several motorcycles parked in the basement of the shopping mall.

Those cars on the roadside are just too outrageous.

If you conceal it well, there shouldn't be any problem.

Now I have money in my pocket and a gun in my hand.

After adapting to this world, Chu Chen seemed to have become bolder.

Pretending to be taking a stroll, I walked to the village entrance path and then slipped into the shopping mall.

Upon entering the basement, I saw a few scattered motorcycles.

They opened each fuel tank cap one by one and checked if the key was on it.

Space is amazing; if someone happens to park their car and hasn't removed the key, the key is probably still there.

"Good luck." Chu Chen said as he pulled out the key and opened the fuel tank cap.

"Hey, thanks to this guy for filling up my tank."

I got in the car and started it in one smooth motion, with the engine roaring to life.

Chu Chen drove it out of the space and stopped it on the small road.

Almost half the village was working in the workshop, and Chu Chen wasn't afraid of being seen.

Actually, it doesn't matter even if I see it.

The villagers had been talking about it for a long time, from getting rich overnight to being able to turn stones into salt.

In the eyes of the villagers of Mashan, Chu Chen was already a disciple of an immortal, so they were not surprised at all.

Carrying a bag of salt from home, Chu Chen headed towards the village entrance.

On the street in Qingniu Town.

Chu Chen rode his motorcycle, sputtering along the streets.

"What kind of monster is that? It's so fast! Could it be a celestial being descended to earth?"

"What immortal? Listen to that thing's sound, it's clearly a strange beast, get out of there!"

Chu Chen paid no attention to the opinions of others and continued heading towards Qingyun City.

"What kind of monster dares to invade Qingyun City?"

At the city gate, several officers, swords in hand, watched Chu Chen warily.

He thought to himself, "This thing is too fast; I almost got bitten by it."

"Um, officer, this is called an iron horse. It's not a monster, but a means of transportation we use in the countryside."

Chu Chen explained helplessly.

Although he knew that once he took this thing out, it would definitely attract a lot of attention.

But unexpectedly, it attracted the attention of the authorities.

"Hey, you're that weirdo from the countryside. I don't care what kind of horse you are, come with me to see the city lord first and then we'll decide."

After saying that, the group surrounded the motorcycle.

A knife was placed against Chu Chen's neck.

Although Chu Chen had a gun, he wasn't arrogant enough to kill government officials at the gates of Qingyun City.

So, reluctantly, he removed the motorcycle key.

Just then, a dozen or so constables came from afar, apparently someone had brought news.

Chu Chen thought to himself, "This is troublesome. It seems I have no choice but to go to the City Lord's Mansion."

In this Qingyun City, he only knew Zhou Shicai and Zhou Heng, as well as two women.

Then let's go first. If there's any real danger, don't blame me for using my "divine methods".

Seeing that Chu Chen was under control, the group breathed a sigh of relief.

A man who looked like a government official followed suit and got on a motorcycle.

He slapped the back of the motorcycle and yelled "Giddy up!"

But the motorcycle didn't move an inch.

This scene almost made Chu Chen burst out laughing like a pig.

"Damn, that's pretty fierce." After saying that, the officer slammed his sword onto the motorcycle again.

Of course, the effect remains the same.

He turned to Chu Chen and asked, "Tell this iron horse to walk by itself. I'm not going to put up with it."

"Officer, only I can ride this thing. Why don't you ride it for me and I'll go with you?"

"Hey kid, you're dreaming. Trying to run away? No way."

After saying that, he waved to the crowd.

Seven or eight officers surrounded them.

"Carry him back for me."

Then Chu Chen witnessed a miraculous scene: several people were carrying a motorcycle, heading towards the Qingyun City government office in a grand procession.

Before long, the group arrived at the entrance of a huge building.

A large drum and a pair of stone lions stand guard at the entrance, staring intently ahead.

This must be the government office of ancient times.

Inside the courtroom, Chu Chen's motorcycle was displayed, and a group of constables stood on either side holding sticks.

Chu Chen then demanded to kneel in the central hall.

How is that possible for a modern person?

"Who is below me? Why do you not kneel before this city lord? Do you hold any official rank or title?"

A dignified voice came from ahead.