In this troubled world, I can optimize everything

After hearing this, Jia Wenju and his son felt as if they had been granted amnesty.

He hurriedly kowtowed three times and rolled and crawled away.

Chen Heng shook his head and happily took the large pile of banknotes and house deeds into his arms.

No one can have too much of this kind of windfall.

As for how the Jia family will live in the future after the money is given to Chen Heng, it is not under Chen Heng's control.

But you can guess with your buttocks that Jia Wenju will never give up all his belongings.

It will definitely leave a way for you to fall back.

But what does this have to do with Chen Heng?

Chen Fugui, who was standing there, witnessed the whole process and watched helplessly as Chen Heng put away money equivalent to less than half of the Chen family's property.

"Ersha, what's going on?"

Chen Fugui walked to Chen Heng and asked softly.

"It's not a big problem, it's just that you offended me a few days ago."

"I had forgotten about them, but who would have thought that they would be delivered to my doorstep."

Chen Heng waved his hand and did not elaborate with Chen Fugui.

"Oh..." Although Chen Fugui didn't understand what was going on, he didn't continue to ask.

There is no need to ask about this kind of thing.

As long as the final beneficiary is his son, everything is fine.

"By the way, son, daddy wants to ask you something." Chen Fugui glanced around and found that no one was paying attention to them, so they moved closer to Chen Heng.

"What happened the night before yesterday? Why did your Aunt Jing and I show up in the yard in the middle of the night?"

"There are also servants and maids at home. The yard is full of people."

"Something strange happened in Qiyang City that night, and the whole city was affected."

Chen Heng did not hide this from Chen Fugui and directly told what happened that night.

"In any case, those troublemakers have been solved by me, and Qiyang City can be peaceful for a long time."

"Well, by the way, your son and I will be the deputy leader of the Wuling Gang from now on."

"Dad, you don't have to do that little business, just enjoy the happiness in the future."

Chen Fugui's mouth was so open that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

He never dreamed that it would take him and his son to come to Qiyang City for how long?

How come you became the deputy gang leader?

His business has just started, so why don't he tell him that he doesn't have to do it anymore and can just sit back and enjoy the happiness in the future?

How could Chen Fugui endure this!

Seeing that Chen Fugui kept his mouth shut and didn't speak, Chen Heng didn't say anything.

This news is indeed very impactful to my father, who has been in business all his life.

It is understandable that it is difficult to digest for a while.

Leaving Chen Fugui alone in the main courtyard, Chen Heng turned around and walked into his own small courtyard.

As soon as he walked into the yard, Chen Heng saw Xiao He hiding behind a peach tree and secretly watching him.

"What are you doing, little girl? Come quickly and change my clothes, young master."

Chen Heng waved to Xiao He who was behind the peach tree, and Xiao He walked over with a red face.

"Master...the night before yesterday..."

While helping Chen Heng put on a well-fitting bunt, Xiao He carefully asked the question that he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"Oh, you mean that time when you were standing in the yard looking at the sky in your little bellyband and shorts?"

"It's okay. You'll be mine sooner or later. It won't be a bad idea to see you one day in the morning and one day in the evening."

Chen Heng didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and the figure with a flat front and a flat back wasn't much to look at.

Even Chen Heng, who has an explosive figure like Qingyunlou Baihua, is unmoved.

Not to mention the little lotus that hasn’t bloomed yet.

"..."

Xiaohe didn't say anything, and just changed Chen Heng's clothes without saying a word.

Then he hugged the robe he had changed and ran away in a hurry.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, little girl."

Shaking his head, Chen Heng picked up the black sword and walked into the small courtyard.

He practices the White Tiger Geng Golden Sword and Baji Quan on time every day.

Although Bajiquan has been optimized into Bahuang Liuhequan, the original realm of Bajiquan has not disappeared.

The same goes for the immortal golden body. Under that layer of golden patterns is Chen Heng's steel-like body.

Chen Heng found that he was becoming more and more like the boss in the game.

The first stage is the golden pattern outside his body. After breaking it, he enters the second stage.

There is nothing you can do without breaking out his weak points. His skin is thick and thick and cannot be penetrated, and his attack power is still extremely high.

Well, a boss that can continuously regenerate blood.

Putting these messy thoughts out of his mind, Chen Heng started today's homework.

Although he can directly optimize his martial arts with optimization times, Chen Heng still likes to practice by himself every day.

As he practiced, an idea popped into Chen Heng's mind.

Once this idea appeared, it would never go away, lingering in Chen Heng's mind.

‘Put on a suit of steel armor! ’

I wonder what man doesn’t like handsome and practical steel armor?

It's just that most people don't have the physical strength to support a full body armor.

With Chen Heng's current physical fitness, it is not a problem at all to carry a small building, let alone steel armor.

Although Chen Heng's current defense power doesn't allow him to use steel armor at all, being handsome is a lifelong problem.

Moreover, steel armor can also confuse enemies.

Think about it, when the enemy went through all the trouble to break Chen Heng's steel armor and felt that he could finally hurt him.

How desperate would it be to cut him with a knife but find that his flesh is harder than steel armor?

The more Chen Heng thought about it, the more excited he became. He immediately put on his coat and got on the carriage and drove towards the iron mine in the north of the city.

If an ordinary martial artist has a fine steel weapon, he is already a master.

But Chen Heng is different. What he lacks most is steel.

After all, he holds an entire iron mine in his hands, and it is an open-pit iron mine.

The iron content is quite explosive, as well as other messy metals.

It's just that it can't be extracted at all with the smelting technology of Daliang Kingdom.

Under Chen Heng's instructions, the coachman Lao Liu quickly pulled him to the entrance of the mine.

When he got out of the car, Chen Heng immediately saw Liu Shenghan who was practicing boxing.

"Brother!" When Liu Shenghan saw Chen Heng walking towards him, he immediately stopped practicing his boxing skills and trotted over.

"How much iron is in the mine now?"

Chen Heng asked directly without any nonsense.

"Back to brother, a total of 2,300 kilograms of pig iron has been smelted in the mine."

Liu Shenghan did not dare to hide anything and honestly reported the production volume these days.

"There are still too few people in the mine. When more people come in, the output can double."

Liu Shenghan thought Chen Heng was not satisfied with the output of the mine, so he quickly added.

"Very well, I'll be happy to offer you a thousand pounds of pig iron."

Chen Heng nodded, quite satisfied with the output.

If one thousand kilograms of pig iron is purified according to the folding and forging method, three hundred to five hundred kilograms of refined steel will be left in the end.

It's more than enough to build a suit of steel armor.

Moreover, the weight of 500 kilograms does not affect Chen Heng's movement at all, and the feeling is not much different from wearing clothes normally.

Liu Shenghan responded honestly and immediately turned around to go to the warehouse to get something.