Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

"No, I need more than just your loyalty; I need the loyalty of all of you, understand?"

Chu Chen looked at Er Gouzi on the ground and said with a serious expression.

“My benefactor, I come here on behalf of the twenty-seven of us, and we swear to be loyal to you forever.”

"Get up. There's no point in saying more. Let me celebrate the New Year with you first. We can talk about the rest next year."

Chu Chen helped Er Gouzi up.

"I'm leaving tomorrow at noon, so before noon tomorrow, find a secluded courtyard where you can all settle down."

"This is the first thing, and I believe you can do it very well."

After hearing this, Er Gouzi turned around and disappeared into the night, silently thinking to himself, "This is the first task."

Seeing him leave, Chu Chen turned around and went back into the house.

Li Qinglian saw him go out for a while and then come back in, but she didn't ask him anything.

Several small dishes were already laid out on the table.

After dinner, having been busy all day, I had no interest in exploring this ancient night market.

So I went to bed early to rest.

After getting up and having breakfast the next day, Li Qinglian started cleaning the house. Even though they weren't spending the New Year there, it still had to be clean.

After spending an hour inside the house, bored, Chu Chen headed out the door.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Er Gouzi waiting at the door.

"Why didn't you knock?" Chu Chen asked with interest.

“I’m worried that outsiders will see us in broad daylight.”

"Okay, wait a moment."

After Chu Chen finished speaking, he walked into the house, gave Qinglian a few instructions, and then followed Er Gouzi northward.

After walking for about half an hour, the two arrived at the gate of a dilapidated mansion.

The location is remote, far from the city center, and there are few other houses nearby.

"How much is this house worth?"

Chu Chen asked Er Gouzi.

"One hundred and thirty taels." Er Gouzi looked at Chu Chen expectantly.

It's so cheap, something doesn't seem right, so he looked at Er Gouzi with suspicion, waiting for him to continue.

"This family, more than twenty members, were killed by their enemies, and then the house was labeled as haunted and haunted."

"Then why do you dare to live here?" Chu Chen asked, puzzled. Actually, he could accept a higher price.

"If it weren't for our benefactor, we would all die. If we're not afraid of death, why would we be afraid of ghosts?"

Er Gouzi said with a disdainful look, although he was not old, he had lived for many years.

Ghosts are far less frightening to them than hunger and cold, and besides, they don't believe in ghosts or gods.

"Alright, remember your choice."

After saying that, Er Gouzi led them to the government officials who were selling the houses.

Since the house was ownerless, it was confiscated by the government.

After paying 130 taels of silver and completing the land deed, Chu Chen purchased property once again.

As for haunted houses, he doesn't live there himself, so who cares? Buying such a large piece of land for 130 taels is a profit.

Inside the house, more than twenty children were tidying up.

For them, today is the happiest day, because, as Brother Gouzi said...

A benefactor provided them with a spacious and bright house, so they no longer had to live in that shack.

With the return of Chu Chen and Er Gouzi.

More than twenty people surrounded them instantly.

In an instant, a large group of people knelt down in front of Chu Chen, calling him their benefactor.

"Quiet down, everyone. Look closely, this is your benefactor. From now on, he will be your godfather."

After Er Gouzi finished speaking, Chu Chen slapped him on the head.

"When the hell did I say I wanted to be their godfather?"

What a joke! I could never be the father of more than twenty people.

Er Gouzi was completely bewildered after being slapped by Chu Chen. He'd been adopted, so what else should he call him but godfather?

"Alright, stop listening to Er Gouzi's nonsense. My surname is Chu, so you can call me Young Master Chu from now on."

"Get up, all of you, and stand in front of me."

At Chu Chen's instruction, everyone stood up and lined up as required.

All twenty-six children stood in front of Chu Chen.

Six girls and twenty boys, all of them pale and thin, barely clothed, stood shivering in the cold wind.

"Are there any literate people among you?" Chu Chen asked.

Only after asking did I realize my rudeness. Damn it, I'm a refugee here, I can't even get enough to eat, how could I possibly learn to read?

"Ergouzi, come here." He then handed him a pen and a notebook.

Then he instructed, "Write down their names and ages."

In his opinion, Er Gouzi should be literate; after all, he was the son of a delivery company owner.

"Benefactor, they have no names. Please give them names." Er Gouzi did not take the pen and notebook.

Instead, she looked at Chu Chen with anticipation and said...

This gave Chu Chen a huge headache; choosing a name was proving to be incredibly difficult.

After a moment's thought, he muttered to himself: "That's the only way, it's convenient and easy to remember."

"Er Gouzi, what's your name?"

"Please bestow a name upon me, my benefactor." For Er Gouzi, what he was called was no longer important. He already had such a big family, and now he was all alone. Why should he care about such things?

Damn it, these kids.

"Alright, from now on, your name will be Chu Yi. The rest will follow the order, understand?"

Thus, each of these children was given a name, from Chu Yi to Chu Ershiqi.

Each child silently recited their name in their heart, because from now on, they could live in this world like human beings again.

After all the names were read out, the twenty-seven people knelt down before Chu Chen in unison, calling him "Godfather" in unison.

Chu Chen was completely baffled.

He sternly addressed the children, "Get up. Now that you've all followed me, from this day forward, you are all members of the Chu Family Gang. Let me explain my rules."

"First, you don't need to kneel before me."

"Secondly, from now on, call me Young Master. You are not allowed to call me Godfather or Benefactor."

"Third, I will give you a good life, but you also have your tasks. From today onwards, follow Chu Yi to learn to read and write and to learn martial arts."

After saying that, he turned to look at Er Gouzi, who should now be called Chu Yi.

"Here are 50 taels of silver, enough for you to buy clothes and daily necessities. I will come to see you again after the New Year."

Chu Yi bowed deeply to Chu Chen: "Young Master, rest assured, I will definitely teach them well."

Chu Chen didn't say anything, turned around and left the house.

Chu Chen's decision today will undoubtedly provide him with immense help in the future.

Even after Chu Chen left, the crowd didn't disperse because Er Gouzi was still talking.

"My dear brothers and sisters, you must remember that without the young master, we would not have survived this winter. Therefore, our lives were given to us by the young master. You must all remember this."

"Chu Er, Chu San, Chu Si, come with me to buy things. The rest of you, continue cleaning."

After saying that, he held the fifty taels of silver and led the three of them toward the street.