Chapter 491: Feeding the Trio

Yongrenjiang~ Yongrenjiang~ Yongrenjiang~

Opening the door, they saw Chen Yongren at the doorway; the trio got excited and all gathered around.

Tengyuan Youzi tightly hugged Chen Yongren, acting coquettishly and said: "Why did you only come now?"

"It's not that I just got free." Chen Yongren casually made up an excuse that he had just encountered danger and only recently escaped.

Although it was nonsense, Chen Yongren spoke as if it were true, and the three women couldn't help covering their mouths in astonishment, feeling increasingly moved.

"You've worked hard these days; the stored food at home must be gone, right? I brought some more tasty stuff—come eat." Chen Yongren placed the food in his hands on the table.

The trio really hadn't eaten anything good during this period.

Although Chen Yongren had sent some stored rations, after all there are three people with three mouths; even if they were frugal, it still wasn't quite enough.

At the dinner table.

Gnawing on the chicken leg in her hand, Tengyuan Youzi suddenly recalled her previous life.

Before, not to mention chicken legs, there were all kinds of mountain delicacies and seafood, everything one could desire; she especially loved eating abalone.

And an improved dish, abalone braised chicken.

Since her father's death, she never had such an opportunity again.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking at Chen Yongren, not knowing whether Yongrenjun would be able to bring her to taste it again in the future.

The trio's little thoughts were all heard by Chen Yongren, but he showed no reaction, his expression normal, eating his meal with a blank face.

The fire extinguishers were anxious to go on duty.

Chen Yongren no longer wasted time; he first let Tengyuan Youzi, this young woman, go to sleep, so she wouldn't be in the way.

"Yongrenjun, I suddenly feel so sleepy…" Tengyuan Youzi rubbed her head and whispered.

"Sleepy?" Chen Yongren hugged Tengyuan Youzi and said: "If you're sleepy, just nap a bit."

"I… it's rare to see you, I want to be with you…" Tengyuan Youzi rubbed her eyes, intending to say something, but ultimately lay in Chen Yongren's embrace and fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Yongren, expressionless, lifted Tengyuan Youzi onto the bed, settled her, and gently covered her with a blanket.

Tengyuan Youzi lay on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Chen Yongren turned around.

Tengyuan Linai and Meijnzi sat on the chairs, their faces somewhat dazed.

Chen Yongren also didn't take the initiative, but instead smiled at them.

Seeing Chen Yongren's smiling face, the two exchanged a glance.

Speaking of which.

Chen Yongren could risk his life to bring them food; this helpful spirit deeply moved them.

The cold is the weather, but the warmth is in people's hearts.

Revisiting the old place once more.

Chen Yongren couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, only with warm thighs can one gain new knowledge; from now on I must come bring food more often to increase my learning.

After fastening his belt, Chen Yongren left directly.

Since we're here, we naturally ought to give those little devils a good raid.

Having robbed the devils many times in a row, Chen Yongren is quite experienced, arriving at the bank's vault with ease.

Looking at the brand-new door before him, Chen Yongren instantly burst into joy.

It's been replaced with a new one.

A quick glance shows it seems to be about ten centimeters thicker than the previous one.

Moreover, opening the door requires inserting a key and entering a password; if the password is wrong, the top-mounted machine gun will turn you into a sieve.

Tsk.

A military-merit-level anti-theft door, huh.

But how could this stop Chen Yongren, who goes wherever he wants?

Chen Yongren pressed his ear to the vault door, turned the dial, and quickly found the correct password.

Next, Chen Yongren took two iron wires from the system, inserted them into the keyhole, and fiddled a couple of times.

A crisp "click" sound.

The vault door sprang open lightly.

Opening the door, that's how simple it is.

Chen Yongren swaggered into the vault, where the warehouse stacked rectangular equipment crates.

Hmm?

What the heck are the little devils up to, hiding equipment in the vault?

Chen Yongren instinctively sensed something off, casually opened a crate, and found it filled with gleaming gold bars.

I knew it wasn't for nothing to make this trip.

Chen Yongren was happy, but then he faintly sensed something amiss.

The little devils, having eaten their fill with nothing to do, went ahead and sealed the crates, even giving each an individual number.

Chen Yongren then proceeded to open the other crates in succession.

Nice haul.

Some crates contained not only gold bars, but also foreign currency such as yuan and franc, and even antique calligraphy and paintings.

Chen Yongren's eyes dazzled; he immediately understood that these little devils intended, amidst the war, to ship all this back to Japan.

Gazing at the seemingly endless underground bank vault, one wonders how much loot the little Japanese have made off with this time.

Since you let me, the young master, encounter you, don't even think about taking anything away—Chen Yongren ruthlessly looted the vault clean.

Besides this bank, he also robbed several other Japanese-funded banks on the side, making sure everyone gets a share—no one gets away.

Before leaving, Chen Yongren also thoughtfully left a few small gifts in the vault to show his thanks.

After doing all that, Chen Yongren went through the Any Door again to the place Chen Dian provided, hiding all the needed supplies in a cave.

This is a small hill outside a small village in Central China.

Chen Yongren only handles the delivery; as for other things, he doesn't worry about them for now.

After finishing everything, Chen Yongren finally opened the Any Door and returned to the villa.

Lin Ke Xin was curled up under the covers.

"You're sleeping quite comfortably, but I'm worn out from running around before and after." Chen Yongren's playful mood spiked; he reached out and gently pinched her nose.

Her skin was smooth and delicate, ice-cold.

This girl must be made of ice.

Feeling the coolness between his fingers, Chen Yongren muttered a remark, washed up, lay on the bed to rest, and took stock of today's haul.

30 tons of gold.

6 million US dollars.

30 million French francs.

50 million British pounds.

It looks like the Japanese occupied the concession and looted plenty of valuables.

Besides cash, there were countless precious jewels and antique paintings and calligraphy.

Chen Yongren casually picked out an antique, scanned it with his Scan Eye—even the youngest was over 200 years old, coming from the imperial court.

These are priceless treasures—damn, enough to open a museum.

Indeed.

Still, robbery is the quickest way to make money.

The Japanese steal foreigners' money; I steal from the Japanese—no problem.

Just thinking about that.

Chen Yongren felt a stir in the blankets and lowered his head to look.

It turned out Lin Ke Xin was reaching out to rub something.

A question mark slowly appeared in Chen Yongren's mind.

What is she up to?

Next.

Each time Lin Ke Xin touched, her body shifted a little toward Chen Yongren.