Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

A few minutes later, he parked his car on the side of the road and went into a lottery shop.

Buy a 100-yuan scratch-off lottery ticket and win 5,000 yuan on the spot.

I went into the shop next door and spent 3,200.

"That's enough to cover half a month's tuition."

I grabbed a bowl of twice-cooked pork rice on the way back. I log into the system as soon as I enter, and often play games in the chicken coop until 1 a.m.

The final mortal-level experience points were 256,427.

"Level nine, this time it's a sure thing."

Chapter

With a thought, he had only a few dozen points of mortal experience left, but his X-ray vision ability jumped from level eight to level nine.

For the next few days, Lin Quan stayed in his rented room, registering the copyrights of all three hundred songs one by one, crediting them as "Zhong Guohong".

"All three hundred poems are done. The name Zhong Guohong sounds auspicious and stable."

"If it weren't for the lottery tickets I bought and saved up some money, my account would have been empty long ago."

He currently has a little over 50,000 yuan left in his bank account and 12,000 yuan in cash on hand.

"Liu Yihua, the triple threat king, is currently filming a new movie at Hengpu Film City. Selling these songs to him—'Forget Love Potion,' 'Secret Mystery,' 'Ice Rain,' and 'Today'—wouldn't be a bad deal."

After changing into clean clothes, Lin Quan tore three pages from his notebook and went to the film studio with the sheet music in his pocket.

Liu Yihua himself is reliable, but the people around him are hard to trust.

I've been an extra in Hengpu for over two years, and I've become quite familiar with many faces.

He handed me two packs of good cigarettes, said a few honest words, and mingled into the outer perimeter of the filming area to squat and watch.

During a break in filming, he strolled over and stopped a few steps away from Liu Yihua.

"A photo or an autograph?" Liu Yihua smiled and looked up.

"Brother Hua, I've written three songs and would like to invite you to listen to them." Lin Quan handed over the papers.

"Can you sing?"

Lin Quan cleared his throat, hummed a couple of lines from "A Mystery in the Dark," and then shook his head: "My voice isn't good, I can't tune it properly."

Liu Yihua looked down at the lyrics, then at the sheet music. The more he looked, the quieter he became, his fingertips gently tracing the edge of the paper.

He started out writing songs, and you can tell his talent is evident in his voice.

"How much do you plan to sell it for?" he asked, looking up.

"One million per song after tax."

"Did you really write this?"

Lin Quan took out his phone, opened the copyright information page of Xia Guo Music Network, and handed it over: "Brother Hua, you can find it."

Liu Yihua swiped the screen a few times, closed his phone, and laughed: "Only three songs? Why not pick a few more?"

"If you're willing to accept it, I have more here."

Liu Yihua flipped through the poems, circled thirteen more, and said, "These fifteen poems will cost two million each after tax."

Nearly four million before tax. The fifteen items add up to sixty million Xia Yuan... He had just established a company, so he used the company's accounts to offset taxes, making this a worthwhile deal.

The two agreed to sign the contract at Hengpu Restaurant at 6 p.m. that evening.

After the contract was signed and the money was deposited, Lin Quan was even taken out for a meal, where he sat at the head table and had plenty of food and drinks.

He returned to his rented apartment with 30 million in his pocket, and a smile never left his face.

The next morning, he drove to the countryside, spent most of the day driving around in the mountains, and rented two hundred acres of land.

"One thousand per mu, two hundred thousand per year; rent for fifty years, paid in full at once."

They hired people to build a six-meter-high high-speed rail fence and install cameras along the border; they also brought in four people from the village, two couples: Wang Renliang and Li Xuerong, and Wang Renyi and Zhao Yuli.

Before the wire mesh was even finished being welded, Lin Quan also managed to get the business license for "Feida Chicken Farm".

The name is simple and auspicious... It's perfect for someone who will rise to prominence.

In less than a week, the fences and surveillance cameras were all in place.

He then built a warehouse using corrugated steel sheets and steel pipes specifically for storing chicken feed.

We gave some money to the village, and the permits for building the chicken farm were approved.

A design plan was drawn up, a construction team came to the site, and construction on the villa and office started simultaneously.

"It's summer now, so the fruit trees will have to wait until autumn and winter to be planted."

The grass grew wildly on the barren slope, so Lin Quan asked four workers to cut the grass first.

Each person earns 3,500 yuan a month; the work is not strenuous, and they are paid for whatever they cut.

Ten tons of crushed corn kernels were ordered and will be delivered to the chicken farm within three days.

Lin Quan ran back and forth, transporting chickens from the rented house to the farm time and time again.

There are over 1,100 hens and about 300 roosters.

"It's ready to be sold."

He took a few photos and posted them on his QQ status with the simple caption: "Feida Chicken Farm, freshly slaughtered and delivered, pick up live chickens yourself."

Then send a group message: "Delivery to your door in town, please come to the site to catch the live chickens yourself."

As soon as the message was sent, Jiang Yong replied immediately: "A-Quan, send me the address, I'll go see it tomorrow."

Lin Quan shared his location in the group chat.

The phone rang immediately.

He answered the phone and casually replied, "Feeding?"

"Boss Lin, I'm Li Dong from Hengpu Restaurant."

"Okay, send someone to pick it up. Cash on delivery, no credit."

"clear!"

The next morning at six o'clock, Lin Quan and Wang Renyi slaughtered two hundred chickens together.

Chicken manure is composted, chicken feathers are bundled, and intestines, heart, liver, gizzard... are all kept.

"Uncle, Aunt, these are for you." Lin Quan sorted out the internal organs and pushed them over.

"Thank you, Boss Lin!" Wang Renyi rubbed his hands together, and Li Xuerong quickly took out a basin to receive the thanks.

The offal from two hundred chickens sold well and was also delicious to eat.

A bowl of chicken giblet noodles costs 30 yuan at the noodle shop, and you can't even get a bowl even if you queue up;

Free-range chickens that are truly fed with grains have their offal even more of a rarity.

After Wang Renyi and Wang Renliang had eaten there once, they couldn't stop thinking about it.

Catching the chicken, breaking its neck, scalding its feathers, throwing it into the feather-removing machine... with a whoosh, all the chicken feathers fall off.

Before seven o'clock, Li Dong, the owner of Hengpu Restaurant, had already parked his car in front of the chicken farm.

"Twenty-five for a hen, twenty for a rooster," Lin Quan quoted.

"Boss Lin, I'm ordering twenty this time, and I'll be supplying them regularly from now on. Could you loosen the order a bit?" Li Dong asked.

"Boss Li, this is the promotional price. In a while, hens will be 51 yuan a catty and roosters will be 41 yuan a catty. If we sell one now, we'll earn three yuan less," Lin Quan answered readily.

"Fifty-one pounds? You think you can sell them?" Li Dong raised his eyebrows.

"Even at 100 yuan a pound, people are scrambling to buy the original breed chickens." Lin Quan's tone was completely unashamed.

"Would you like to stew one and try it?"

"OK."

"I'll do it." Li Dong picked up a hen, rinsed it, chopped it into pieces, blanched it, and put it in a pot. He only added some old sorghum, a few peppercorns, and water, brought it to a boil over high heat, then simmered it over low heat for more than half an hour. As soon as the aroma spread, the entire open space was filled with a layer of warm, oily steam.

He picked up a piece of meat, took a bite, and his eyes lit up: "Good chicken!" Then he raised his hand, "Kill fifteen more hens and fifteen more roosters, fifty in total today."

Hengpu Restaurant is located just outside Hengpu Film and Television City. The aroma of a pot of chicken soup served on the stove is enough to lure passing tourists into the restaurant.

"I'll go catch them." Lin Quan turned and walked towards the edge of the woods. He disappeared into the shadows of the trees in a few steps. When he came out again, he was carrying three fluttering hens and two flapping roosters.

The chickens that emerged from the system space were nimble and had powerful wings. Wang Renyi and Wang Renliang went forward empty-handed, without scattering any corn kernels, and couldn't even touch their tails.

After preparing the thirty chickens, Lin Quan drove his Diamond van, following behind Li Dong's SUV.

Go to the restaurant to weigh the items, settle the bill, and collect the money.

"Twenty-three thousand two."

On the way back to my rented room, I sold the remaining chickens in the car at the retail price.

"Another 85,600 yuan came in."