Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

After Tang Jiangtao explained, Chu Chen finally understood why these people were still kneeling.

The order from Qingyun City is: kill one bandit and receive a reward of one tael of silver; capture one bandit and receive a reward of two taels of silver.

Holy crap, that's another hundred taels of silver gone.

So everyone immediately decided to wait for Lan Tianlei's arrival.

After waiting for a full hour, Lan Tianlei, leading a group of soldiers, finally reached the top of Qingniu Mountain, panting heavily.

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground and the six or seven bandits kneeling on the ground.

And Chu Chen, who was looking at him with a smile, immediately walked up.

"It seems Brother Chu is indeed swift. Look, we're out of the picture. On behalf of all the people of Qingniu Town, Lan Tianlei thanks everyone."

After speaking, he saluted the soldiers and Chu Chen.

"Lord Lan, you flatter me. Slaying demons and eliminating evil is the duty of righteous people like us."

Chu Chen's words completely shocked Lan Tianlei.

I heard there are still about sixty people. You run faster than a rabbit, kid. How could the shrewd and experienced Lan Tianlei not know what he was thinking?

After exchanging a few polite words, Chu Chen led him into the warehouse.

Looking at that pile of grain, there must be at least three to five thousand catties.

It seems this kid isn't completely stingy; he even knows to leave some for me. However, he doesn't have a single tael of silver.

"Thank you all so much. I am deeply gratified by your selfless behavior. When I get back, I will definitely recommend you all for recognition."

Lan Tianlei smiled and said to Tang Jiangtao and his group of soldiers.

Tang Jiangtao was extremely embarrassed by what he said, but he didn't mention the money at all.

"Lord Lan, there are still about a hundred bandit corpses at the entrance of Mashan Village. Please send someone to deal with them and bring the reward money with them as well."

Lan Tianlei agreed with a smile, but in his heart he cursed Chu Chen fiercely: "Damn it, you're just short of money."

He arrived here panting and exhausted, bringing so many people with him, only to receive this pile of tattered grain—worth hardly anything.

However, he didn't say anything about Chu Chen's actions; he couldn't afford to offend him.

After the handover, Chu Chen handed the bandits over to Lan Tianlei and then led his men down the mountain.

Down the mountain, Tiger stood guard beside the van, holding a compound bow. He knew all too well what was inside.

Even the guards who had just passed by were scared away by Hu Zi's gaze.

The group arrived at the van, squeezed in again, and Chu Chen drove back to Mashan Village at high speed.

Those who came to meet them turned back after seeing the van approaching.

In Mashan Village, on the open space in front of the villa.

Chu Chen instructed Hu Zi to set up a large table and poured all of the more than one thousand taels of silver onto it.

Those watching from below the stage all looked on with eager eyes.

"Alright, today, the bandits of Qingniu Mountain attacked. Thank you all for your valiant resistance, which wiped out all the bandits."

"These are the spoils of war, so I think we should divide them up."

As soon as Chu Chen said this, the forty or so people below immediately erupted in excitement.

"Alright, Brother Tang, please tell us about your record."

Tang Jiangtao glanced at the pile of silver, then stepped forward and said loudly.

"In this battle, a total of 151 bandits were killed and seven were captured alive. Two of our men were wounded, but none died."

Chu Chen knew about the two injured men; one of them had been cut in the back by bandits.

One of them had his thigh pierced. Chu Chen generously provided gauze and anti-inflammatory medicine to bandage them up.

"Alright, let's divide the money. Tang Jiangtao, 100 taels of silver; Feng Er, 50 taels of silver; Hu Zi, 40 taels of silver; and the rest of the brothers, 30 taels of silver each."

There was exactly 1,360 taels of silver on the table, which Chu Chen had calculated clearly long ago.

"Then what about Young Master Chu? Why didn't you get a share? You contributed the most this time, so you should get the most."

After Chu Chen finished explaining the plan for distributing the silver, the crowd below started chattering away.

Holy crap, you guys are the most adorable people, how could I possibly treat myself badly?

So he addressed the crowd and said, "Gentlemen, I, Chu Chen, would like to thank you all for thinking so highly of me, but I cannot accept this money."

"First, I want to thank everyone for protecting Mashan Village. Second, right now, you need the money more than I do."

"So, everyone stop saying, 'It's decided now,' and start dividing the money."

Roy, who was standing to the side, took out a list and read out the names one by one.

Everyone was beaming with joy. In Mashan Village, it would take forever to save up thirty taels of silver by farming.

The soldiers were the same; they risked their lives on the battlefield, but if they didn't make any contributions, they would only receive about ten taels of military pay at most per year.

Sometimes, money is cut from the system, and even if you don't eat, drink, or have fun, you can't save any money in a year.

Thirty taels of silver at once—how could they not be happy?

Moreover, with Young Master Chu, this god-like figure, around, killing a few bandits would be virtually risk-free.

This money is so easy to earn that everyone is eager to go out and suppress bandits every day.

Little did they know, the person who earned the most among this group was looking at them with a deeply moved expression.

The space contained over ten thousand taels of silver and several dozen taels of gold.

After the money was divided, night began to fall.

At the entrance of the villa, there are several solar-powered lights that emit light as bright as day at night.

The light is shining directly on the busy crowd below.

Unsurprisingly, this was another gathering of the entire Mashan Village.

Wang Defa, his face flushed, clinked glasses with Tang Jiangtao.

"Lord Tang, on behalf of the entire Mashan Village, I thank you all for eliminating a major threat to our lives. From now on, there will be no more bandits attacking Mashan Village or even the entire Qingniu Town."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

Tang Jiangtao was also flushed from drinking, and he chatted idly with Wang Defa.

Chu Chen, on the other hand, left the table early, smoking a cigarette and staring at the pile of silver in front of him.

And then there were those gleaming gold ingots; a smile involuntarily crept onto his face.

What was the most profitable thing in ancient times? Suppressing bandits.

However, this time, he also emptied a rifle magazine and a pistol magazine.

This thing is non-renewable; it can't be made without machines.

Looking at this pile of gold and silver, Chu Chen felt less heartbroken.

What's most important when you have money? Of course, it's consumption. How can money realize its value if you don't spend it?

Li Qinglian has been with him for so long, but it seems she has never been to the city even once.

Or, I'll take her shopping tomorrow. There are only three days left until the New Year, so it's time to dress Li Qinglian up.

No matter what, she can now be considered the legitimate wife of a wealthy family.

Thinking of this, Chu Chen ignored the gold and silver and turned to walk downstairs.

Seeing Li Qinglian busy on the first floor, Chu Chen slowly walked forward.