Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

After entering the shop, Chu Chen locked the door.

Then, upon entering the space, they moved pieces of glass, cement, putty, solar panels, and lights all into the shop.

The bathroom supplies, such as toilets, that had been removed from the hardware store were replenished.

They all moved into the shops at once.

Either don't renovate, or if you do renovate, it has to be the whole thing.

After working hard for half a day, Chu Chen, covered in sweat, smiled.

"Now it's up to Chang Wei."

Chang Wei would probably understand the tasks of plastering, tiling, and building warehouses very quickly.

The next day, Chu Chen arrived at Chang Wei's house early and took him to the shops in the west of the city.

Chang Wei was shocked once again when he saw the new materials scattered all over the ground.

Before he could speak, Chu Chen introduced him to all the materials, including cement, steel bars, and putty powder.

Incidentally, I also explained to him how to use these materials and how to decorate the shop.

Chang Wei stood behind Chu Chen like a primary school student.

Every word that came out of Chu Chen's mouth was a wealth of knowledge to him.

I spent a whole day in the shop before I was able to explain everything.

After saying goodbye to Chang Wei, Chu Chen returned to the mansion in the west of the city.

In my mind, the entire perfume shop was already taking shape.

Bright, spacious LED lights, smooth floors, and shelving made entirely of glass.

In the meantime, he moved out a number of ready-made glass display cases from the mall.

Any product made by Chu Chen is guaranteed to be of high quality.

After doing all this, Chu Chen stayed in Qingyun City for a few days before returning to Mashan Village alone.

Xiao Fang, however, was left in Qingyun City to familiarize herself with the shops and supervise the renovations.

Before leaving, Chu Chen instructed her to go to the brokerage firm and buy about ten pretty girls to train in advance.

I work as a salesperson at a perfume shop.

As for the training, Chu Chen waved his hand and took out many books from his spatial storage.

"Basic Etiquette", "How to Be a Good Salesperson", "Daily Sales Techniques", and so on.

Not only that, but they also brought out many cheongsams and other similar clothes from the mall.

The slit must extend to the top of the thigh.

If you still can't sell them even with all these benefits, then it's your own problem.

According to Chang Wei, the renovation will take at least a month.

Therefore, Xiaofang also has time to train a group of talents.

On the rooftop of a villa in Mashan Village.

There are two rocking chairs.

Chu Chen and Chen Qingxuan lay on the bed, smoking and drinking beer, with a plate of melon seeds and fruit beside them.

This kind of laid-back lifestyle is truly captivating.

Chen Qingxuan, having lived a life of extravagance for the past few days, has not slept on the roof again.

"You drunkard, if you have time, teach me some martial arts. Don't even mention a ninth-rank master, even an eighth-rank would be fine."

Chu Chen suddenly blurted out this sentence, which made Chen Qingxuan give Chu Chen a disdainful look.

"You? Forget it, you'll never get a chance in this lifetime."

"Why?"

"Your skeletal structure is already set, and you're not cut out for martial arts."

One sentence left Chu Chen speechless.

It's okay if I can't learn martial arts; there are plenty of inexhaustible firearms in the space.

"But your hidden weapon is quite mysterious, can I take a look?"

Chen Qingxuan asked Chu Chen with a curious expression.

What a joke! This is my biggest trump card. Now that I've shown it to you, what secrets are left?

After a few words of evasion, Chen Qingxuan noticed his reluctance and stopped pressing him for an answer.

"Someone's coming, a group of them, driving a cart. Hey, there's a master in the middle, a ninth-rank upper-level expert! Holy crap, that one..."

Chen Qingxuan took a swig of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) and said slowly.

Having stayed in Mashan Village for a long time, Chen Qingxuan even learned to swear.

"Oh, you came pretty quickly."

Chu Chen calmly watched the group of people slowly approaching from the village entrance.

"know?"

"God of Wealth..."

Chu Chen stood up and walked downstairs.

If the visitors were not Zhou Heng and his group, then who else could they be?

From afar, Chu Chen saw Zhou Heng and Zhou Shicai following behind a man who looked to be about fifty years old.

They strode toward the villa.

Beside the man was a fair-skinned, beardless middle-aged man, closely following the man in the lead.

"Could it be that person?" Chu Chen wondered to himself.

"Brother Zhou, Happy New Year! And who is this?" Chu Chen asked, looking at the man in the lead.

At this moment, Chen Qingxuan also came up behind Chu Chen, carrying half a bottle of Erguotou in his hand.

Upon Chen Qingxuan's arrival, the fair-skinned, beardless man took half a step forward and stood between the leading man and Chu Chen.

Before Zhou Heng could speak, the leading man said, "My son told me that a remarkable person has emerged in Qingyun City. Having met him today, I can confirm that he is indeed extraordinary."

"Haha, you flatter me, uncle. I am just an ordinary villager, how could I have any extraordinary bearing?"

"Hahaha, Uncle, that's funny, that's funny!"

The man waved his hand and nudged the fair-skinned, beardless man, who then stopped in his tracks.

"Alright, with such a distinguished guest here, how can we stand here? Please come inside."

Chu Chen wasn't stupid. That fair-skinned, beardless man was clearly a eunuch, and he should be the ninth-rank official Chen Qingxuan had mentioned.

Moreover, the grooms behind the group all possessed an extraordinary air about them.

So the person in charge is probably the Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Looking at Zhou Heng and Zhou Shicai, who were following behind this person like little chicks, Chu Chen found it quite amusing.

However, he didn't reveal his guess. What if he said that the emperor was the emperor? Should he kneel or not?

So, by calling someone "uncle," you can first try to get closer to them and see how they react.

The group followed Chu Chen into the villa.

The man in the lead casually sat down in the middle of the sofa.

He looked at everything in the room and found it fascinating, but he didn't say a word.

Before he came, Zhou Heng had told him all about these amazing things so that he wouldn't be surprised and lose his dignity.

Hearing about it is one thing, feeling it is another. The moment he sat down on the sofa, he felt a little flustered.

"Brother Zhou, you haven't introduced us yet."

Chu Chen looked at Zhou Heng again and asked.

At this moment, Zhou Heng stood up and said, "Brother Chu, this is my father, Zhou Shixun."

"Hey, I told you I was right, Chu Chen has met Uncle Zhou."

When Chu Chen said those words, Zhou Shicai, who was behind him, was sweating bullets for Chu Chen.

It's the middle of summer, how dare you be so presumptuous, young man?

"Interesting, interesting. Since you keep calling me 'uncle,' what delicacies do you plan to serve us today?"

Holy crap, another foodie. Chu Chen followed the lead.

He plopped down next to Zhou Shixun.

"Uncle Zhou, when it comes to food, you've come to the right place. I guarantee you'll eat so much you won't even want to be an immortal."

As he spoke, he summoned Li Qinglian.

"Qinglian, come and greet Uncle Zhou. Also, make one of each of your best dishes and show Uncle Zhou your skills."

After Li Qinglian stepped forward to pay her respects, she went into the kitchen.

Looking at this overly friendly young man, Zhou Shixun immediately felt a sense of goodwill towards Chu Chen.

Having risen to a high position, I don't know how long it's been since I've heard a kind "uncle" from someone.

Even his own princes addressed him as "Father Emperor."