Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

The next day was the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Tiger and Chu Dazhuang arrived at Chu Chen's house early.

He offered words of blessing and wished Chu Chen a Happy New Year.

Chu Chen rubbed his sleepy eyes as he came down from the second floor.

"Second Uncle, why are you being so polite? I should be the one wishing you a Happy New Year."

After saying that, he took out three red envelopes and gave one to his second uncle, second aunt, and Tiger.

Xiao Fang was asked to add more bowls and chopsticks, and her second uncle's family was invited to have breakfast inside.

After washing up, Chu Chen rushed back to the tea room and took out a string of firecrackers.

As firecrackers went off in front of the villa, more and more people came to offer their New Year's greetings.

Everyone was offering words of blessing, which reminded Chu Chen of his childhood in the countryside in modern society.

At that time, no one had bought commercial housing yet, and no one had been locked in that cage of more than 100 square meters.

Isn't the first day of the Lunar New Year always this lively?

Li Qinglian held a large handful of red envelopes and handed one to everyone she met.

The entire Mashan Village was filled with lively noise.

People's feelings towards Chu Chen's family were not just flattery.

Before the New Year, Chu Chen instructed Luo Yi to give everyone a year-end bonus, with the lowest being a month's salary.

So everyone's pockets became fuller, and in addition to the compliments, they were also filled with gratitude.

"Chu boy, I'm too embarrassed to accept this red envelope," Wang Defa said to Chu Chen.

"What are you saying, Uncle Wang? On the first day of the new year, I wish you good health and all the best."

Upon hearing Chu Chen's modern blessing, Wang Defa grinned so wide his mouth stretched all the way to the back of his neck.

Chu Chen pulled Wang Defa into the living room.

He handed him a cup of tea and began to speak.

"Uncle Wang, I have an idea that I'd like to discuss with you."

When Wang Defa heard Chu Chen's tone, he felt that good things were about to happen again.

The first discussion led to the establishment of a workshop, which helped the entire Mashan Village escape hunger.

The second discussion led to the construction of such a large road for the village.

I wonder what good thing will happen this third time.

So he quickly said, "Just tell me what's wrong. As long as it's something your uncle can do, just give the order."

"Uncle Wang, what do you think of Mashan Village now?"

"Ah, Mashan Village is great. People don't have to go hungry and flee famine. They have work to do every day, they get paid, and it's safe. No village in Qingniu Town can compare to it."

Wang Defa was momentarily at a loss for words when faced with Chu Chen's unexpected question.

So he said this to Chu Chen.

"Uncle Wang, you need to look at the problem more deeply. Are you just satisfied with not going hungry?"

"So I have an idea to make Mashan Village a truly prosperous village, where every family lives in a brick house, has an endless supply of food, children have private schools, and the sick have access to good doctors."

Upon hearing this, Wang Defa's eyes widened in disbelief.

What a grand goal this is: every family living in a tiled house, having enough food to eat, having a private school, and having good doctors.

Who would believe that these words came from the mouth of a young man in his twenties?

But is it really possible? That would require enormous economic support and a continuously profitable industry.

"Chuwa, is what you're saying really going to come true?"

Wang Defa looked at Chu Chen with disbelief, waiting for him to continue.

"So this is what I wanted to discuss with you, Uncle Wang, this matter..."

"I want to transform Mashan Village into the first new rural village in Daxia."

As soon as Chu Chen finished speaking, Wang Defa looked at him with a puzzled expression.

What is a new countryside?

"Well, this new rural area is what I just mentioned: everyone has a house to live in, everyone has food to eat, children have private schools, and the sick have good doctors."

"The first step is to start with the houses, turning every thatched house into a tiled house, but all of them should be concentrated in one place."

Upon hearing Chu Chen's words, Wang Defa's eyes widened in surprise.

Although Mashan Village is not large, it has 200 people in 53 households. Each of them has built a brick and tile house. How much money must that have cost?

So he quickly said, "Chu boy, how much silver does each brick house cost? Although everyone is no longer hungry, they still don't have any spare money."

"Uncle Wang, you don't need to worry about that. I'll provide the bricks and tiles, but you'll have to take care of the timber and labor yourself."

The materials are readily available, and there are plenty of timber in the mountains. As long as you are willing to put in the effort, you can have as much as you need.

The reason why most houses in Mashan Village are thatched is simply because the level of brick and tile making was low at that time.

Due to outdated technology, the price of bricks and tiles became prohibitive for ordinary people.

As for making his own bricks and tiles, forget it; Chu Chen didn't think he had the skill.

Although there are those books in the space, it's too much trouble.

If each household pays fifty taels, that would only amount to two or three thousand taels, which is just for a glass ornament.

"Chuwa, have you thought this through? This is a considerable expense. Although Uncle Wang is grateful to you from the bottom of his heart, why do you have to do this?"

Why bother turning Mashan Village into an impregnable fortress? That would make my lazy, ancient life even safer and more comfortable.

Moreover, if you use your own money to help others build things, who wouldn't be grateful? At that time, your prestige will reach an extremely high level.

Back then, if anyone had malicious intentions towards them, probably no one in Mashan Village would agree to it.

With the group of kids I'm raising in Qingyun City, I can truly give up now.

So he quickly said to Wang Defa, "Uncle Wang, my father has always taught me that Mashan Village is my root. Now that I have some money, it is only right that I do something for Mashan Village."

"Good, good, good. It seems that Scholar Chu remembers the kindness of the villagers. He has sent you to repay their kindness."

"Uncle Wang, on behalf of the entire Mashan Village, thank you." After saying this, Wang Defa was about to stand up and bow again.

Chu Chen grabbed him.

"Uncle Wang, we need your help to get this done. Do you see this piece of land over there?"

After speaking, Chu Chen pointed to the large sloping area in front of the villa.

"I plan to build more than fifty brick houses in front of here, so I need your help with getting everyone to agree with the idea."

Wang Defa agreed without hesitation. He was already living in a tiled house; only a fool wouldn't do it.

The houses have been renovated, and there will be a private school and a clinic in the future, which will bring about a tremendous improvement for the entire Mashan Village.

“In three days, I will draw a rough plan for the construction of Mashan Village. Then you and Uncle Feng will come over and we will discuss in detail how to build it.”

After Chu Chen finished speaking to Wang Defa, Wang Defa got up and left the villa.

He was eager to share this good news with every household.

He loved seeing the grateful looks and the flattering thanks from those people.

After Wang Defa left, Chu Chen went straight into the tea room, took out a large sheet of white paper from his spatial storage, and began to write and draw on the table.