My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 1 Time Travel Agency Era Edition Opens

"Then I'll be leaving first, boss."

"Sister Wu, wait a minute. This is your salary for this month. I'm sorry." Li Feng took out a stack of bills and handed it to Sister Wu.

"Boss, that's too much."

Sister Wu was a little confused when she received the salary. She had only worked for less than ten days this month, so why was she given a whole month's salary?

"Consider it a little compensation from me."

After Li Feng sent away the last employee of the B&B, Sister Wu, the room and restaurant waitress and chef, he returned to the lobby and sat in the guest lounge for a long time before standing up.

"Well, now there's no one to cook."

Li Feng glanced at the empty lobby. The front desk was deserted, and the restaurant and lounge area were equally deserted. "Let's go to the village entrance and have some noodles first." As for cooking, he decided to forget it. Firstly, the kitchen was empty, and secondly, Li Feng wasn't in the mood.

When I arrived at the village entrance, it was quite lively. The elderly people in the village like to gather at the supermarket at the entrance to play cards. To be honest, playing cards here usually costs 15 yuan per person and you can play for a whole day, and it also includes a lunch, which is quite suitable for the elderly to play.

"Hey, Brother Li is here, come and sit down."

"What do you want?"

"A bowl of beef noodles."

Li Feng is familiar with the owner of this supermarket, chess and card room, and snack bar. Not to mention that he is the son-in-law of Hanjia Village, he has dealt with Mr. Zhang a lot in the past six months since he took over the hotel and B&B. Most of the beef, mutton, pork, fish, shrimp, and vegetables he usually uses are purchased from here.

This guy is fair in his business and does a good job in dealing with people. Besides, as sons-in-law of Hanjiazhuang, they have some common topics.

"How's business lately?" Zhang Tao quickly brought the noodles over.

"Oh, it's hard to put it into words."

Li Feng sighed. The business he'd inherited wasn't actually small. It included a homestay and memorial hall renovated from a small Third Front factory, along with a nearby reservoir and hilltop. It was a comprehensive hotel offering a comprehensive package of activities, fishing, dining, and accommodation.

Li Feng thought it was a good idea when he heard his classmate Han Dong was doing this, so he came here a few times and found that the business was pretty good, so he invested more than two million yuan in it, and even sold his breakfast shop for this purpose, using up most of his savings over the years.

Who would have thought that Han Dong, usually quite reliable, would lose a small million playing the fishing machine in one night, and even ran away with over 200,000 yuan on the books. That wasn't all, as there was no money on the books, Li Feng had no choice but to grit his teeth and put in the money himself. After all, the hotel was now his own.

But I had thought that more people would come to visit after the relaxation, but it turned out to be worse than before. In less than half a year, the second sum of money I invested was used up, and a Third Line Wharf Memorial Hall appeared in the city, which undoubtedly made the situation worse. After all, the transportation there was more convenient, so now there are even fewer tourists in the memorial hall.

"Alas, nothing is easy to do these days."

Zhang Tao whispered, "How's Han Dong? Have you contacted him?"

"Except for the time I sent the contract, I haven't heard from him in six months."

What's the point of contacting them now? The hotel is in such a state, what can Han Dong do? Besides, this kid is back with a lot of debts, which is a big trouble. The hotel, which is already in a bad state, is afraid that he will get into more trouble.

"Why don't you just sell the hotel?"

Seeing there were no other customers, Zhang Tao simply sat down and chatted with Li Feng. "It's better to get rid of it sooner rather than wasting time."

"This is the truth."

Li Feng also wanted to put up a sign here and asked friends for help. Someone was actually willing to take it over, but the price was a little off, which made Li Feng furious. The entire hotel renovation and rent cost Li Feng and Han Dong nearly five million, and now they haven't even been paid one-tenth of it.

"Yes, a little less."

Zhang Tao nodded slightly after hearing this. "But then again, dragging it out like this isn't a good idea. Actually, less..."

"I'll wait and see, maybe there will be some improvement."

"That's true."

Zhang Tao understood what Li Feng meant. He was unwilling to give up, but that was normal. After pouring half a lifetime's savings into something, it wouldn't be easy to let it go. Well, what else could he say? He simply stopped talking.

Li Feng finished his noodles, paid and left. He planned to organize some activities during the summer, such as camping, or water activities at the reservoir to see if he could attract some tourists.

"Tell me why Han Shengli's son-in-law believed Han Dong's lies. Everyone knows that boy is cunning and can't do anything serious."

"Of course not. I heard that Han Shengli, the brother-in-law, invested a lot of money in it, and it looks like it's all going to go to waste."

"Of course not. I heard the money from selling the house was all gone. Tell me, is this kid crazy? He built that memorial hall. I went to take a look and thought it would be something good, but it turned out to be a pile of junk. Who would be stupid enough to travel dozens of miles to see that kind of stuff?"

The old people playing cards outside saw Li Feng leaving and started talking about it. Zhang Tao didn't say anything, but in his heart he felt that Li Feng was being reckless. That was not just 30,000 or 20,000 yuan, but 200 or 300 million yuan.

For an average family, this is a lifetime savings, but they dare to invest it just for classmates and those who like fishing. He just can't understand it. If it were him, he would have to think carefully about even 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, let alone 20,000 or 30,000 yuan.

"You, what are you talking about with him again? I'm telling you, you are not allowed to borrow money."

Zhang Tao's wife, Han Dafeng, saw Zhang Tao looking at Li Feng as he left, and said with some concern, "What are you talking about? Why should I borrow money from you?"

Zhang Tao said, "What's my relationship with him? How dare you think of borrowing money from me?"

"Then what are you mumbling about? I'm telling you, don't get involved in his affairs."

"I'm not stupid. Who would dare to take over such a bottomless pit?" Zhang Tao waved his hand. "Okay, hurry up and clean up. The old man and the others haven't prepared lunch yet."

"I still have to clean up this little chore. Oh, by the way, have you settled the bill for the food at the hotel?"

"You don't need to tell me that. I asked for it back a few days ago."

"That's good."

Although Li Feng didn't hear the discussions at the village entrance, he could imagine that Han Shengli probably knew about it. This matter could not be hidden from Han Chunxiao. Alas, this time it was probably not just a fuss...

"Ugh."

After returning to the hotel, Li Feng opened the computer and took a look. There was no order for room reservations or meals. There were a few fishermen who greeted him, but relying solely on a few fishermen, the company could not make any money, let alone pay for water and electricity bills.

"Let's go to the memorial hall and clean up first, and make some space."

The memorial hall is actually quite large, covering tens of thousands of square meters upstairs and downstairs. It is an old factory building. Apart from other things, the area is large enough. Most of the exhibits are second-hand goods that Han Dong tinkered with, such as black and white TVs, 28-inch bicycles and the like.

Then there are sewing machines, wooden boxes, recorders, radios, and various items from the 1960s and 1970s. There are probably at least 800 items in total, if not 1,000. There are also several specialty stores, supply and marketing cooperative stores, and video halls.

This cost a lot of money. Most of the things Han Dong bought were old items, and he put a lot of thought into them. Unfortunately, these things were only interesting to the older generation, but young people were really unwilling to spend time running dozens of miles of mountain roads to see these things.

"Let's set up a lounge first."

The memorial hall is much closer to the campground designed by Li Feng than the guesthouse, so it would be more convenient to build a lounge here for guests. "The supply and marketing cooperative could perhaps offer some drinks, which would also increase revenue."

"If we clean up the video room and install air conditioning, it can be used as a lounge, which will save some renovation costs."

Li Feng wanted to organize some activities to increase income while reducing investment, as he was running out of money.

"video recorder?"

While cleaning up old electronics in the video room, Li Feng came across a strange-looking machine. It was housed in a silver-white box, about 60 centimeters long, 40 centimeters wide, and 10 centimeters thick. It looked quite attractive in its silvery white form. "No buttons! What is this? VCRs don't look like this. Is it a model?"

Li Feng muttered and looked around. There was only one red button and no other buttons.

"It's strange, Han Dong never told me about this."

Li Feng muttered and wanted to move it aside, but who knew it was surprisingly heavy. Li Feng was exhausted and grunted, but it didn't budge at all. "Oh my god, this must be made of gold, otherwise why would it be so heavy?"

Li Feng, who was a bit crazy about getting rich, couldn't help but think about it. Of course, it was just a thought. If such a good thing really happened, Han Dong would have come back long ago. "What the hell is this?" After pondering for a long time, Li Feng finally couldn't help but press the red button in the middle.

"Holy shit..."

Li Feng felt a sudden numbness throughout his body, as if an electric current were coursing through him. "Is there a current leak? Am I going to die?" In an instant, Li Feng fainted.

"The entry-level version of the Spacetime Hotel is now open..."

The recording room seemed to transform in an instant, ripples forming, creating a bright passage. "Do you want to start time travel? Scanning, time anchored at 1978. Activate, host default, please select the trial tour, difficulty level selectable..."

"Host, select the difficult level by default. The host does not select the item to carry. The elementary version of time travel is activated. It is noted that it may be uncomfortable to use for the first time. Please adjust yourself. The countdown starts at 10.9.8.7.6...1, and time travel begins."

Li Feng was silent the whole time, no, he was unconscious the whole time. The energy consumed during the startup directly drained Li Feng.

"Cough cough cough."

Li Feng was dazed and heard several calls of "Dad". Then some people seemed to come and carry his body. He was in a daze the whole time. "I was just electrocuted, but I didn't die. Fortunately, I'm fine."

As he spoke, Li Feng fainted again. He almost woke up again. He didn't know how much time had passed. "Ouch, why does my whole body ache? Is the leakage so severe?" He tried to stand up as he spoke, but his arms were completely weak.

"Li Ran."

He had no choice but to call his son to help, but after Li Feng called out, he was stunned. He looked around and found that this room did not look like a ward at all. The adobe walls were gray and black with a bit of oil smoke, and the windows framed by wooden sticks let in a little mottled light.

He looked at where he lay, covered with a patched and ragged quilt made of straw, with some black and gray cotton wool sticking out. The environment was a bit like his grandmother's house when he was a child, but it was not right. Before Li Feng could figure it out, two skinny girls with messy yellow hair and dark yellow faces ran in. The older one was about 1.1 meters tall, and the younger one was 80 centimeters.

"Dad, you're awake."

"Dad?"

Li Feng was confused. What was going on? He did have a daughter, but the two girls in front of him were not his. Was he kidding?
(End of this chapter)