Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 1473: Selling refined salt outside Seoul Gate

Looking at his parents, Chu Chen felt a pang of sadness.

Having children, at eighteen, you've grown up and should stand on your own two feet, ready to fly high on your own.

But children are always the apple of their parents' eye, and no matter how reluctant they are to part with them, there is nothing they can do.

Ugly Mother is not Chu Ba. She doesn't want Chu Chen to spend his whole life like Chu Ba, stuck in this godforsaken little mountain village.

Conversely, the same applies to Gian and Niu Zi's parents.

After bidding farewell to their relatives, the three left Liexi Village directly.

Follow the only stream leading to the outside world, and drift away.

After leaving the sight of the villagers of Liexi, the three turned and walked in another direction, then took out a large bag from a cave.

Oh, let Fatty Tiger carry this hundred-odd pounds on his back.

Niu Zi was carrying the luggage of three people, while Chu Chen was left with only a stick, idly hitting the grass and trees beside him.

At noon, the sun was incredibly strong, so the three of them stripped naked and jumped into the pool in the stream.

"Niu Zi, you've got quite a big 'niu zi'!"

"Brother Chen, you're really amazing."

When Fat Tiger saw the two of them talking about this topic again, he immediately sank into the water. There was no way around it; he was just too thick-skinned.

And so, the three of them walked and stopped along the way for three days and three nights before finally seeing the end of the stream.

A large river blocked the three people's path, and the stream water flowed into this large river.

The once clear stream water became murky after entering the main river.

Chu Chen looked at the river in front of him. Not far to the left, there were several ferry boats standing there quietly.

"Brother Chen, this is the first time I've ever seen such a large body of water. This must be a river!"

Chu Chen nodded, ignoring Niu Zi's curiosity, and led the two of them toward the ferry.

"Boatman, Seoul is on the other side of the river, isn't it?"

Hearing the noise, the boatman turned to look at the three men. Seeing that they were dressed in rags, he immediately lost interest in paying them any attention.

He just snorted and said, "Hmph... Third Brother, are you going to take the ferry? Three coins per person!"

Three people alone?

Chu Chen showed no other expression after hearing this. The fee was reasonable, considering the river was so wide and it was hard work.

So he immediately took out the twenty copper coins that Ugly Mother had given him, counted out nine, and handed them over.

"Boatman, here are nine coins."

The boatman took the copper coins Chu Chen handed over with some surprise, thinking to himself that this kid must be from the mountains, someone you couldn't even find in Hancheng.

I was surprised to find that he could count; it's quite impressive.

"Young man, can you read?"

"Hehe, I learned a bit from the old man in the village."

The boatman understood after hearing this; it turned out there were people in the village who knew how to count, so it wasn't surprising.

"May I ask if you are from one of the surrounding villages?"

Chu Chen nodded. He didn't want to say anything more about the worldly perspective before him. This was the world, and he should experience it for himself.

Seeing that Chu Chen wasn't paying much attention to him, the boatman didn't want to make a fool of himself and rowed the three of them to the other side.

The three stepped onto the land on the opposite bank and looked into the distance. Immediately, Fatty Tiger and Niu Zi next to Chu Chen were so excited that they almost jumped up.

“Brother Chen, look! Those are tiled houses… My dad said he saw them when he came to Seoul when he was young.”

Chu Chen chuckled along with the two, appearing excited.

I thought to myself, "What's a tiled house? Wait till I take you to a brothel, then you'll see what the village aunties are like..."

"Let's go. When I'm rich, I'll make sure everyone in Liexi Village lives in a tiled house."

After saying that, the three of them headed straight into the city.

Before long, a typical ancient city came into view.

Looking at the guards checking people at the city gate.

Chu Chen touched the eleven copper coins remaining in his pocket and said somewhat guiltily to the two of them, "You two stay here with your things and don't move. I'll go check ahead."

"Entry into the city for inspection costs two coins."

Chu Chen frowned immediately upon hearing the guards' reprimands of the common people from afar.

They had two coins, but the inspection was a bit of a problem for them.

On Fat Tiger's back was a bag of refined salt. He learned from Ugly Mother that in this world, the control over refined salt was extremely strict.

If they are caught, the three could be arrested on charges of selling smuggled salt.

The fate of these three young men from the mountains, with no connections or background, was predictable.

I don't care about myself; if I die, I'll just finish the experience and return to the top of the universe.

But weren't Gian and Niu Zi caught in this mess for no reason?

Moreover, if he were to be killed after experiencing eighteen years in a mountain village, Shangqing would probably be so angry that he would have a heart attack.

So he retreated to the main road behind and sat down with the two men in a place quite far from the city gate.

Taking advantage of the absence of others, Chu Chen took out a small earthenware jar, filled it with about a pound of refined salt, and then told the two not to move. He then took the jar and retreated back into the mountains, while he sat by the roadside, watching the crowds coming and going.

Finally, after waiting for about half an hour, a rather luxurious-looking convoy of cars came from a distance.

Chu Chen picked up the mud next to him and did some simple makeup.

He then took off his coat, revealing a tattered-looking undergarment, and walked toward the carriage with the jar in his hand.

"Where did this wild boy come from? Get out of the way, or you'll get trampled to death by the horses, and we won't care."

At the front of the carriage, two servants with knives at their waists saw a dirty, wild boy blocking the carriage and immediately scolded him.

However, Chu Chen was not nervous at all.

Instead, he remained blocking the convoy's path, shouting, "I need to see your master!"

"Oh ho, where did this wild brat come from? What right do you have to see my master?"

"The two of you are no match for me."

The two servants laughed when they heard this, thinking to themselves, "With your little chick-like figure, how dare you speak so arrogantly?"

One of them immediately unsheathed his sword and put it aside: "Kid, let's have a spar!"

Chu Chen smiled after hearing this, put down the salt jar in his hand, and walked over.

The servant showed no mercy, throwing a punch directly at Chu Chen's face.

However, the next moment, he felt that he had hit nothing. Just as he was wondering why the kid in front of him turned his head so quickly to dodge, a sharp pain came from his waist.

Then he hunched over like a shrimp.

Upon seeing this, the other man immediately drew his knife, but before he could attack Chu Chen, he felt as if he had been struck in the stomach by a sledgehammer and was sent flying backward.

Just as the two were about to get up and continue attacking Chu Chen.

A voice came from inside the carriage: "Get out of here, don't embarrass me."

Immediately afterwards, the curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, and a fair-skinned young man stared at Chu Chen and said, "Young man, we have no grudges against each other, so why are you stopping my carriage?"