Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

They profit from both the rice ball and Ele.me – taking the restaurant's commission, the customer's delivery fee, and the hard-earned money of the delivery riders.

If you want cold noodles, just walk a few steps to buy them yourself; whether customers are willing to ask someone to bring them for them or not has absolutely nothing to do with Lin Quan.

Cold noodles can wait, but soup noodles can't. The beauty of freshly cooked hot soup noodles lies in their piping hot, fresh taste. If you wait ten or twenty minutes before serving them? The noodles will have clumped together, become soggy, and soaked up all the soup, making them mushy and ruining the flavor.

We had just finished preparing the cold noodles for the day during lunch break when the afternoon crowd of customers surged in again.

Lin Quan was busy until 7 p.m., when the last serving of cold noodles was sold out, and he immediately rolled up his sleeves to clean up.

If this drags on any longer, late-night snack customers will be lining up at the door.

Should you pick up free money or not?

He quickly rinsed and dried the stainless steel bucket and basin, then pulled down the roller shutter and went out to eat.

No matter how good their skills are, they still don't want to go home and cook.

The food outside is unevenly salty, oily, and bland, but it's enough to fill your stomach.

On the last day of the month, after dinner, everyone sat together to check the accounts.

"Net income before tax is over three million." Ma Tao stared at his phone screen, his voice dry.

"Thirteen people, each with a monthly salary of eight thousand, a bonus of five thousand, and they pay for their own social insurance and housing fund..."

The next morning at 8:30, Lin Quan and Ma Tao went straight to the tax bureau.

"I'm just a few hundred yuan away from reaching 700,000. Last month I paid over 480,000, and my account balance is now over 1.18 million."

Little Chef Wang's cold noodles are so popular that restaurant owners in the surrounding area are all envious.

With internet celebrities flocking to live streaming, foot traffic in urban villages has doubled, and even grocery stores and barbershops have seen a surge in business.

Since ancient times, those in the same trade have been rivals. Several shop owners secretly joined forces to report each other.

The inspection team came to check the hygiene and fire exits, but after a round of inspections, they couldn't find any problems.

Lin Quan handed over a brown paper document bag: "Business license, health certificate, tax payment certificate, all of these are here."

The business had only been open for two months, yet the total tax bill amounted to over two million yuan—the visitor was stunned on the spot.

He paid every single tax due: value-added tax, surtax, individual income tax withholding, social security declaration... Xiao Chu Wang has become a rare "perfect attendance student" in the catering industry.

The live streamers who were broadcasting on their phones were also dumbfounded.

Anzhou Banquet, which was popular all over the country a few years ago, has assets worth tens of millions of yuan, but only pays a few thousand yuan in taxes a year.

Xiaochuwang only has a dozen or so employees, and they paid more than two million yuan in taxes in two months.

Viewers in the live stream gave a thumbs-up while shaking their heads, saying, "That's too honest, isn't it a loss?"

Many restaurants only pay 3% business tax; some small stalls that earn tens of thousands of yuan a month don't pay any personal income tax at all.

After seeing the inspection team off, Ma Tao, Liu Yu, and Li Xiong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, all the licenses and permits were in order, and I didn't miss a single penny of tax." Ma Tao wiped his forehead.

"Business is so good that someone's watching. Flies only bite eggs with cracks," Li Xiong said with a smile as he lit a cigarette.

The next morning, Liu Han, a reporter from Haizhou TV, entered Xiaochuwang with a camera.

A small shop of about 100 square meters in an urban village paid more than two million yuan in taxes in two months...

"Mr. Lin, I heard you're the owner of Little Chef King?"

"I registered the 'Little Chef King' trademark. This restaurant is a joint venture between me and the other three."

"What's your relationship with Liu Yu, Ma Tao, and Li Xiong?"

"We worked in the same factory in our early years, we were colleagues, and we were even sworn brothers."

"I heard you invented the technique for making cold noodles?"

"I originally wanted to develop crystal chips and crystal batteries, and even included small reactors in the plan—but I didn't have the start-up capital, so I had to set up a stall to sell cold noodles first."

"Mr. Lin, what exactly does the term 'crystal chip' refer to?"

"Jingjing is a material whose performance far surpasses that of graphene."

Do you have any ready-made essence crystals on hand?

"The entire process has been clarified, but we haven't had time to put it into trial production yet. We estimate a success rate of at least 90%."

"Mr. Lin, besides making noodles, what other expertise do you have?"

"I have a wide range of knowledge: Xingyi Five Elements Fist, Tai Chi, Baguazhang, Bajiquan... plus a foundation in Traditional Chinese Medicine. I would say that Huang Yaoshi from The Legend of the Condor Heroes is a modern-day version of him."

"Mr. Lin, do you usually boast?"

"I've had a good memory since I was a child. The amount of knowledge I've accumulated over the past twenty years is something that an average person couldn't finish in ten years."

Which university did you graduate from?

"Yuzhou University."

"What did you study?"

Marketing.

Why choose this one?

"The workload is light, which saves a lot of time for reading."

Where do you usually watch it?

"I rarely go to the library, but I spend a lot of time browsing on my phone and computer."

"Could you show us some martial arts skills?"

"Most of what's available on the market now is just for show; I practice real Chinese martial arts."

"Isn't traditional Chinese martial arts just martial arts?"

"Traditional Chinese martial arts are skills that can strengthen the body, protect the home, and defend the country."

"Can you show it to everyone in person?"

"Okay, I'll take something."

Lin Quan turned around and went into the supermarket next door, carrying back a brand new notebook.

"Mr. Lin, shall we use this book to demonstrate traditional Chinese martial arts?"

"Please inspect the goods first to see if there's anything suspicious about them."

"It was just opened, what could be wrong with it?"

He placed the notebook flat on the table and slapped it down with his hand.

"I can do it too!" a popular livestreamer exclaimed.

"It doesn't matter who goes!" another person immediately chimed in.

"Mr. Lin, is that all?" Liu Han was taken aback.

"It's over." Lin Quan nodded.

Liu Han reached out to take it, and the pages scattered, sending crumbs flying.

"Me? I can't do it..." The anchor who had just shouted the words fell silent.

"This is too weird..." Another person said, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.

"Mr. Lin, how did you do that?" Liu Han's voice was strained.

"The hidden strength in traditional Chinese martial arts."

"The power of Chinese martial arts is divided into five levels: Ming Jin (manifest power), An Jin (hidden power), Hua Jin (transformative power), Dan Jin (elixir power), and Gang Jin (forceful power). What I just used was An Jin," Lin Quan said.

I haven't forgotten anything I learned in the illusionary world.

His cultivation level was reduced to zero; after more than two months of arduous training, he could now control his internal energy at will.

However, his physical foundation was too weak, and his internal energy had not yet taken shape.

At this moment, his comprehension of the laws is approaching the peak of the God King realm.

While their physical abilities slightly surpassed those of ordinary people, their mastery of Qi cultivation and spirit refinement vanished along with their cultivation level.

"Mr. Lin, who did you learn this martial art from?" Liu Han pressed.

"Geniuses are all self-taught," Lin Quan replied earnestly.

Half an hour later, the interview came to an end, and Liu Han and his group said goodbye and left.

Just after 2 p.m., people started coming to ask for a teacher.

Lin Quan did not agree to take him as a disciple, but only taught him the Three-Body Stance: "Once you have mastered it, we can talk about becoming disciples."

Practicing martial arts is inherently arduous, and standing meditation is especially grueling; those who can grit their teeth and endure it are extremely rare.

He is willing to teach more techniques to anyone who can master the Three-Body Stance and control the power of their entire body.

In an instant, countless viewers who had watched the live stream began to imitate the Three-Body Pose exactly as shown in the video.

Inside the office of Haizhou TV Station.

"Director, should we cut this segment?"

"The influencers broadcast the whole thing live, why should we edit it?"