In other words, not only did his popularity have to meet the target, but he also had to purchase five hundred mu of land before he could travel between worlds again.
It seemed that as the system leveled up, all its requirements rose with the tide.
Of course, five hundred mu of land was not much, and Tang Wen did not take it to heart.
After arriving, Tang Wen discovered that the vast quantity of supplies he had purchased in Yunhai City was stored in an independent luggage cargo space created by the Great Landlord, rather than immediately piled up in the warehouse.
This had to be the effect of the "luggage cache." Unfortunately, it could only hold things for half a day.
If it could store them for several months, or even a year or two, letting him take them out whenever he wished, would that not be the equivalent of carrying a storage dimension around with him?
Still, even half a day of storage came as a pleasant surprise to Tang Wen.
After all, the dam's foundation was more than ten li from the warehouse.
Previously, without motor vehicles, everything had to be transported by manpower and horse-drawn carts. Not only was that inefficient, it also wasted time.
So the moment Tang Wen arrived, he mounted a swift horse and headed straight for the dam.
Several large tents had been erected not far from the dam to serve as temporary warehouses for construction supplies.
Zhan Dongwen and the others were leading everyone in the foundation work at the dam. When they saw Tang Wen riding over, they were about to approach and greet him.
Tang Wen, however, shook his head and went straight into a tent, pulling the flap closed behind him. He did not want to waste any time.
The only problem was that Tang Wen did not know how to release the supplies held in the luggage cargo space.
But Tang Wen did have prior experience with controlling it through his thoughts.
Previously, when he wanted to move piles of supplies into the luggage cargo space, he only had to think about it, and they would fly inside on their own.
So Tang Wen followed the same method, standing inside the tent and thinking, Unload one hundred tons of cement first.
At once, azure light flashed, and bags of cement flew rapidly into the tent, stacking themselves neatly into a rectangular block.
Before long, the azure light stopped flashing. Tang Wen counted the bags: exactly two thousand, no more and no less than one hundred tons. It really was precise and easy to use.
He ran into another tent and silently thought, Unload another two thousand bags. Stack them into a cube this time.
The next moment, more cement flew out. Before long, the azure light disappeared, and Tang Wen stared in astonishment.
Holy shit, it really does follow instructions! The cement's stacked into a cube.
A few bags could not fit into it, however. A cube could only accommodate a certain number of cement bags, so those extra bags were stacked beside it.
Tang Wen then sorted the supplies by category and unloaded them into the tents.
Afterward, he called Zhan Dongwen and Ge Ziyun over.
Zhan Dongwen showed no surprise at all when he saw the tents filled with cement and reinforcing steel. "Thank you for your hard work, Master. Hurry back and rest to recover. Have Junru make you a bowl of Lotus Seed Soup to replenish your strength. Otherwise, you'll damage your health."
"I'm fine." Tang Wen shook his head.
"I've heard the Mountain-Moving Art takes a great deal of effort and drains both the mind and qi. Please listen to me, Master, and hurry back to your room to rest. I'll handle things here, so don't worry," Zhan Dongwen said.
"Yes, Master. Moving so many things back must have exhausted you. You should hurry back to rest and take a pill to replenish your strength," Ge Ziyun added.
"Only the few of you know about the Mountain-Moving Art at present. You absolutely must not let word of it spread.
"If an expert comes knocking and demands the Mountain-Moving Art from me, we'll be in trouble.
"This is a secret between us.
"If anyone asks, just say the supplies were shipped in by sea," Tang Wen instructed.
"They don't know. After all, we're the only ones who understand how these supplies are moved around. Rest assured, Master. We belong to the Tang family and would never act recklessly," Zhan Dongwen said with a nod.
"This time, I also brought back two excavators, cranes, hoists, and other equipment from the Western Lands. Can the operators we trained last time handle the excavators proficiently now?" Tang Wen asked.
"Yes. They learned long ago. When I was choosing people to learn how to operate the excavators, road rollers, stone crushers, and so on, they all wanted to learn.
"In the end, I first selected several dozen to study under the operators. I also had them operate the machines alongside their instructors during regular work. By now, they've basically all learned.
"A few can even repair minor faults," Zhan Dongwen said.
"Good. This time, we've added hoists and cranes.
"Select a group who can read at least a few characters and bring them over. We need to train them.
"Also, invite your father over this evening. He used to be a licentiate and worked as a teacher, so he's just the man for the job," Tang Wen said.
"Understood!" Zhan Dongwen nodded.
"Zhao Du, work with Tang Jun and Zhan Zhao to test everyone again and select a group. I want to form a two-hundred-man Personal Guard Army," Tang Wen said.
Zhao Du nodded and rode away.
Tang Wen then returned to the compound and unloaded the cranes, hoists, and other equipment into the warehouse.
Next, he entered another warehouse, unloaded desks, chairs, computers, whiteboards, and other teaching equipment, and assembled everything in preparation for literacy classes and training courses.
During this trip back to Yunhai City, Tang Wen had also specially commissioned a batch of Seal-Script Textbooks.
He had compiled these teaching materials himself. Before traveling back, Tang Wen had used his phone to take many pictures in the Chu Kingdom.
Paired with written words, they became illustrated teaching materials.
For example, for the word "rooster," he had photographed a rooster; for "crane," he had photographed the machine.
For "man," he had photographed a man; for "chrysanthemum," he had photographed the flower... Printed into books this way, learning to read would be much simpler.
Tang Wen had no intention of teaching literacy through pinyin. After all, many of the items he brought back from modern society had pinyin on them.
If he taught the people of Chu pinyin, the things he brought back from Yunhai City might lose their air of mystery.
Besides, people in ancient times were not stupid. If they traced things back to their source, they might connect the clues to his origins, and then he would find it difficult to make his story hold together.
"Master, my brother said you're exhausted. My mother is making Lotus Seed Soup. Let this servant help you bathe, then you can rest," Zhan Junru said as soon as he returned to his room.
Tang Wen had equipped Zhan Junru, Ge Ziyun, Zhan Dongwen, Zhao Du, and the others with walkie-talkies, allowing them to speak directly as long as they were not too far apart.
Presumably, the moment Tang Wen left the dam, Zhan Dongwen had used his walkie-talkie to give his younger sister instructions.
"All right." Tang Wen nodded. This was Zhan Junru's first time helping him bathe, and when he stripped down to his shorts, she became extremely nervous.
Even her hands were tense, her movements stiff. She seemed at a complete loss as to what to do.
"Haven't you been married before? Didn't you ever help your husband bathe?" Tang Wen asked in some surprise as he reclined in the luxurious bathtub.
"I... didn't... He always washed himself," Zhan Junru replied, her face flushed.
"You'll be warming my bed in the future. What are you so nervous about? Relax. Don't be afraid." Tang Wen smiled and lightly patted the back of her hand.
"This... this servant... Whenever you want me, Master, I'll keep you company." Zhan Junru's voice trembled badly.
"I want you now." Tang Wen suddenly tightened his grip on her hand. Zhan Junru's hand stiffened, and she bowed her head low, trembling all over. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz. "I... I... mm."
"Shameless!" Gu Hanyan's voice suddenly rang out from outside the bathroom.
After all, the frosted glass door could not block sound.
Gu Hanyan was also an expert, with hearing far sharper than an ordinary person's. She had heard them.
"Sister, I'm willing. How is Master shameless?" Zhan Junru hurriedly said. She really was considerate.
"You, honestly! What am I supposed to say to you? Men-not one of them is any good," Gu Hanyan huffed.
"Master is a good man," Zhan Junru said.
"Even if he wants you to share his bed, he should choose an auspicious day and hold a simple ceremony first. Otherwise, you're giving yourself to him without any proper standing. Are you a fool?" Gu Hanyan said.
"I'm only a lowly maidservant, and I've been married before.
"He even saved my father. Master thinks well of me and gives me food and clothes.
"He gives me money to spend and even puts me in charge of some things. What more could I ask for?
"I'm very happy. As long as Master wishes it, I'm willing to die for him," Zhan Junru said.
"You're truly pitiful!" Gu Hanyan was so angry that she flung aside the book in her hand.
"Sister, I'm not pitiful. Really, I'm not pitiful at all. I'm so happy I could die," Zhan Junru said. Gu Hanyan nearly fainted with anger and stared wordlessly up at the ceiling.
"Come here, Junru. My thighs are a little sore. Massage them for me... Yes, just like that. My back's a little itchy too... Lower down..." Tang Wen said.
"Mm-hmm..."
"That bastard!" Gu Hanyan cursed.
When Tang Wen came out in his pajamas, he felt thoroughly refreshed.
Zhan Junru had crushed a Qi-Tonifying Pill into powder and sprinkled it into the bathtub. As he bathed, it was absorbed through his pores. Naturally, he felt comfortable.
"Hanyan, come here," Tang Wen called, reclining on the sofa after taking a sip of Lotus Seed Soup.
"Fine, I'll feed you." Gu Hanyan walked over and huffed, her face stiff and plainly displeased.
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