Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 1471: Little Boy with Big Dreams

"If we don't become beggars, what else can we do?"

Chu Chen looked at the big guy in front of him. Fat Tiger was a year older than him, eleven years old this year, but he was tall and strong and quite mature.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's sixteen; the only thing that hasn't developed is the calf hidden inside her flesh.

Niu Zi is tall and thin, and although he looks frail, he is a tough guy.

Moreover, they are incredibly fast. Having been active in the fields and mountains since childhood, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they are as light as swallows.

Chu Chen looked at the two of them with a helpless expression.

Having a soul that's hundreds of years old and having to deal with two little brats every day is really getting a bit of a hassle.

The generation gap is truly insurmountable; it seems I'll have to endure it for a few more years.

When I turn eighteen, I can go out and explore the world.

But looking at the two friends in front of me...

Is it really a good thing to take them out with me?

They were born and raised in this small mountain village, and never went out to see the outside world.

Sometimes, it's not necessarily a bad thing.

If they never leave home, when they turn eighteen, their families can provide some grain, hire a matchmaker, find them large wives, and then they can take over their fathers' hoes. They will surely become excellent farmers.

Then he has a fat son, and then takes over the hoe from him; this is also a kind of cycle.

This is also a life, and this life is simple and beautiful.

But once they've seen the outside world, they might not be content to live in this godforsaken little mountain village.

At that time, they longed for the outside world, and then plunged headlong into the deceit and treachery of the outside world, only to suffer setbacks and injuries.

Then, they will most likely become city dwellers, the kind of city dwellers that the people in the mountains envy.

Marrying a beautiful wife in the city, having a healthy son, and teaching him how to survive in the city—that's a kind of cycle.

Thinking about this, Chu Chen suddenly had a realization.

If I take them both out of this small mountain village, will it change their lives? Will it change the cycle of fate?

Once a person reaches a certain level, they can completely change the fate and reincarnation of other living beings.

For example, if you see an ant trying to cross a river, and you build a bridge for it, it will change direction.

If you dig a ditch around it, you change its entire world.

That's right, what I need is strength, not just physical strength, but also spiritual strength.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Chu Chen's lips.

"Brother Chen, what fun idea have you come up with?"

Niu Zi leaned closer with his large head and asked.

"Niu Zi, what kind of wife do you want to marry in the future?"

Niu Zi paused for a moment after hearing this, then asked, "Brother Chen, getting married?"

"You'll grow up eventually and get married. What kind of woman do you like?"

Niu Zi tilted his head, deep in thought.

After a long silence, he gave an answer that Chu Chen had expected: "I just want to marry someone like Aunt Zhang. My mother said that big hips mean good fertility and a big food bag, so the baby won't go hungry."

Chu Chen shook his head and grinned foolishly: "Where's Fatty Tiger?"

“I’m different. I like Aunt Wang Er. She’s pretty and petite.”

Haha, how many women have they seen?

Aunt Zhang has a straight, slender figure, while Aunt Wang is just skin and bones.

If they ever see the outside world and recall what they said today, they'll realize how ignorant and ridiculous they were.

"By the way, Chen-ge, what about you?"

"The one I want to marry is someone you've never met."

"You're just bragging. There are only a few women in our Liexi Village, and you've never been out of town like us. What kind of woman could you possibly like?"

Indeed, Aunt Zhang and Aunt Wang are representative figures of women in their Liexi Village.

Chu Chen gave a wry smile: "I had a dream a few days ago, a dream about a girl..."

After Chu Chen's description, their eyes lit up.

Niu Zi's Niu Zi, unexpectedly, also raised his head.

However, Gian's was different; only his head popped out.

The two couldn't wait and sat down on either side of Chu Chen: "Brother Chen, the kind of girl you're talking about, you can probably only find in the city, right?"

Chu Chen smiled slightly: "Who knows? Let's go, the pig feed at home is waiting for us."

After saying that, Chu Chen stood up, grabbed his pants and put them on, then slung the basket over his shoulder and waded downstream.

The two people behind them seemed to have seen something through Chu Chen's words, as if he had opened a crack in the outside world for them. They seemed to see something, but they couldn't see it very clearly.

Therefore, they began to feel a slight longing for the outside world.

"Brother Chen, slow down. Tell us, what was the girl you dreamed about like? Also, are there really people in this world who can feed rice to dogs and eat fish and meat every day?"

Chu Chen did not answer, but continued walking home.

Along the way, I gathered handfuls of pig feed.

Back home, Chu Chen tossed the basket toward the kitchen, then pulled out a string of ants tied together with vines from the basket and shouted into the house.

"Mom, we're having frog legs tonight."

"Chen'er is back, and he even caught some leeks! Mother will make you leek soup right away."

At this moment, Chu Ba also returned home carrying a hoe.

Looking at the leeches that Chu Chen brought back, she was delighted: "Chen'er, you've brought back another good thing. You're a hunting expert."

Chu Chen rolled his eyes at him, never giving his father, who had been trying to feed him pills, a pleasant look.

As expected, Chu Ba put down his hoe and spoke again, "Chen'er, that pill..."

"Stop! If you say another word, I'll run away from home and leave you without a son."

Chu Ba quickly shut up after hearing this. His son was too smart, so smart that he had a feeling.

It was as if what I saw was not a ten-year-old child, but an old monster that had lived for hundreds of years.

At night, Chu Chen took a sip of the slightly bitter frog soup.

Then he told Ugly Mother and went back to his room.

He took out a yellow stone from under the bed, and then pulled out a chipped earthenware jar from under the bed as well.

After lighting a small fire, he directly crushed the stones into fine powder, mixed them with water, and threw them into a clay pot.

As the water boiled, steam gurgled and rose from the earthenware pot.

There were few entertainment options in the mountain village, so Chu Ba took his ugly mother and crawled into bed early, completely ignoring what ten-year-old Chu Chen was doing.

Chu Chen carefully tended the fire, watching as the stone powder was boiled into a large pot of water. He then dipped his finger in the water and tasted it before picking up the charcoal and sand he had prepared.

Half an hour later, Chu Chen had boiled a pot of water.