Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Upon seeing this strange-looking bow, Feng Er immediately became interested.

"Hey, this bow looks so strange and it's so thin. It should be fine for hunting chickens in the mountains."

Feng Er took the compound bow from Chu Chen and said.

Chu Chen didn't explain, but snatched the compound bow and put on the release device.

He nocked the arrow and fired it in one smooth motion.

With a soft "plop," it shot into the trunk of a small tree nearby.

The arrow pierced through the tree trunk and embedded itself deeply, its fletching trembling.

Seeing this scene, Feng Er was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a moment.

"This...this...Chuwazi, what kind of bow is this? Everyone in Mashan Village says you are a reincarnation of a deity. Could this really be a celestial artifact?"

"Haha, Uncle Feng, don't worry about what kind of bow it is. You know, this thing can do more than just shoot a chicken."

What a joke! If I had this bow, I could take on not only wild boars, but even a fierce tiger.

After Chu Chen finished speaking, he handed the compound bow to him.

Feng Er tried pulling it and found that this thing was much lighter than his longbow.

Unexpectedly, its power was several times greater than that of his longbow.

"Uncle, can I give it a try?"

Feng Er couldn't wait to put it to use.

Chu Chen drew out an arrow and showed him how to use the scope and release mechanism.

Feng Er raised his bow, nocked an arrow, and shot it out with a whoosh.

"This is really good stuff. With it, not to mention chickens, even tigers, Uncle can make them call him Dad."

After trying it, Feng Er excitedly told Chu Chen.

Chu Chen's face contorted in disbelief. "Damn it, if a tiger calls you 'Dad,' aren't you an animal?"

“Uncle Feng, hunting is a minor matter. There are bandits in Qingniu Town, so I want to give you this bow.”

"Ah, give it to me..."

This happiness came so suddenly. Such a precious gift was given to me with just a few words?

Feng Er stared at Chu Chen in disbelief, but was waiting for him to continue.

“That’s right, Uncle Feng, you are the strongest in the entire Mashan Village, and you also know that our salt-making workshop is the foundation of our Mashan Village.”

"So, I want to organize a small team in the village, mainly to maintain the safety of Mashan Village and the salt-making workshop, and you are the best candidate to be the team leader."

In fact, Chu Chen had had this idea for a long time. He had heard Wang Defa talk about the bandits of Nianqing Niushan.

Although I could live in peace after paying my share of the money every year, I've been busy with villa construction, shipping goods, and road repairs lately.

He had a feeling that this year's gifts to Mashan Village would probably be harder to come by.

Moreover, even though I have a lot of firearms, I can't stay in Mashan Village every day.

That's why he used the hunting trip as an excuse to see what Uncle Feng was thinking.

"That's no problem. Mashan Village has always been united. As for the team you mentioned, how should we proceed?"

Upon hearing Chu Chen's suggestion, Feng Er immediately agreed.

"The team should consist of about ten or twenty young, strong, and courageous men who can work in the workshop during their free time, but must be mobilized to protect the village's safety in case of any emergencies."

“At night, we need to arrange for people to patrol the mountains in the village. Of course, these people are not working for free.”

When Feng Er heard that he wouldn't be working for nothing, his eyes lit up.

He quickly asked, "Could it be that Chu Wa Zi gets paid for this?"

"Of course, you get paid for whatever effort you put in. That's always been my style, Chu Chen."

"How about this, considering the danger of this matter, everyone selected will be paid one tael of silver per month, and you, Uncle Feng, as the team leader, will be paid two taels per month. Is that alright?"

Is that okay? That's fantastic! Two taels a month, plus extra wages at the workshop in your spare time. Anyone who doesn't go is a fool.

Upon hearing this, Feng Er immediately replied, "Chu boy, with so much money, I estimate that quite a few people will come to participate."

Chu Chen looked at Uncle Feng with a serious expression: "I'll leave the selection of people to Uncle Feng, but there's one condition: they must be loyal to Mashan Village. I don't want cowards who run away at the first sign of trouble."

For Chu Chen, even if he gave each person in Mashan Village an ounce or two every month, it wouldn't amount to much.

After all, the workshops now earn between eight and ten thousand taels of silver per month.

If all else fails, I'll ride my motorcycle to another city and sell some glass products.

But the important thing is that these people are capable. If we select those who run away when things go wrong, what's the point?

"Furthermore, let's set the number at twenty for now. I'll leave this to you. Thank you for your help."

After saying this, Chu Chen handed all the arrows in his hand to Feng Er and strode away.

Let him practice more. These arrows are recyclable, so Chu Chen wasn't worried at all that Feng Er would waste them.

After Chu Chen left, Feng Er indeed picked up the compound bow and began practicing with it with great interest.

Before they knew it, it was time to start work at the workshop, but Feng Er was still engrossed in it and enjoying himself immensely.

The gang members from Qingniu Mountain arrived at the entrance of Mashan Village just before noon.

The third leader, riding a chestnut horse, spoke arrogantly to the group exchanging information at the village entrance.

"Hey you, call your village chief out here. We're the grandfathers of the Qingniu Mountain Fierce Tiger Hall, here to collect our share of the money."

After finishing his sentence, the third leader brandished his steel sword, dismounted, and headed into the village.

Before long, Wang Defa, as if he had been prepared, led several people to carry grain packed in sacks.

He greeted her with a smile.

"Oh my, isn't this the Third Master? I've been waiting for you for so long. What have you been up to so late?"

Wang Defa shamelessly tried to get close to her.

"Hey, you old codger, you always dawdle in previous years, why are you so eager this year? Did your Mashan Village strike it rich?"

Upon hearing the third leader's explanation, Wang Defa's heart skipped a beat.

It seems that the Fierce Tiger Hall has come with ill intentions this time.

In previous years, we would just grab our things and leave, but why are we dawdling like this now?

Could it be that they've figured out something about Mashan Village's monthly shipments and road expansion?

So he immediately said, "What are you saying, Third Master? For so many years, my Mashan Village has remained as poor as ever. Where did this talk of getting rich come from?"

"Oh, I heard that a family here lives in a house as big as the one in the city. Why don't you take me to see it?"

Oh no, it's true that we can't hide it from these bandits. Look at the twenty or so bandits behind the third leader.

With each of them holding a steel knife, Wang Defa was at a loss.

Meanwhile, Chu Chen, who was enjoying a carefree time at home, was frowning as he listened to news brought by a child.

"What did you say? The bandits are here, and they're going to come into the village."