Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Zhang Guohua repeatedly dragged the progress bar, then suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Amazing!"

Anna stood to the side, her eyes shining brightly: "Those 'racing gods' on the track probably can't even touch his taillights."

The stunt driver drove the car into a narrow alley and left, allowing Anna to take over.

She had practiced Taekwondo and Karate, and her kicks were fast and her turns were agile. As soon as the instructor finished explaining the key points, Lin Quan adjusted the rhythm, made two feints to lure her into attacking, and then used her force to deflect her attack. They fought for three minutes, and she finished with a clean and neat back throw.

"Cut! Okay!" Zhang Guohua shouted crisply.

A few more shots were taken on location, and filming ended for the day.

As time went by, more than a month passed in the blink of an eye.

After filming wrapped up for "Iron-Blooded Elite", the crew had a farewell dinner. They didn't drink much, but the meal was a peaceful one.

After receiving his payment, Lin Quan was walking towards the parking lot when Anna caught up from behind: "Brother Quan, could you give me a ride?"

"Okay, get in the car." He nodded.

For the past month or so, most of the younger crew members have started calling him "Brother Quan".

He drives steadily, is skilled, drives a million-dollar SUV, and is unpretentious, neither hiding his talent nor trying to steal the spotlight.

The Xia Kingdom girl was reserved, but Anna from Xing Kingdom was less cunning... She had her eye on the person himself.

"Where do you want to go?"

"I haven't been to your house yet, can I come and take a look?"

As the car drove into the gate of Feida Chicken Farm, Lin Quan had just turned off the engine and hadn't even unbuckled his seatbelt when he heard a series of flapping wings coming from the direction of the chicken coop, followed by several short, sharp cluckings.

He glanced at Anna, then looked at the open chicken coop in the distance. His Adam's apple bobbed, but he ultimately remained silent.

Anna has fair skin and a tall figure. After living in Xia Country for two years, her complexion has become even more radiant.

Lin Quan was physically strong, learned quickly, and was steady in his work. After a few sessions, he helped her get the whole process straight.

"I've memorized everything in the books, but I'm still clueless when it comes to putting things into practice," he remarked, glancing at the cluster of wildflowers on the windowsill before closing his eyes to rest.

For the next few days, Anna stayed at the chicken farm.

Lin Quan guided her through the practical exercises: cleaning the pen, dividing the pen, adjusting the temperature, feeding, observing the condition, taking samples... she went through each step one by one. She improved very quickly.

"Brother Quan, I'm going to report for duty tomorrow." She said one evening, standing at the entrance of the chicken coop.

"I'll take you," Lin Quan replied without asking any further questions.

The next morning, he drove Anna to the gate of Jiangfu University.

On the way back, his phone rang. It was Li Dong from Hengpu Restaurant calling. Lin Quan turned around and drove towards the west of the city.

"Boss Lin!" Li Dong greeted him at the lobby entrance with a cheerful smile.

"Boss Li." Lin Quan nodded.

"How many people are there? There are still private rooms available upstairs."

"Find Andy Lau."

"Oh... I thought you came here to try some chicken."

"He's treating, so of course I'll come to eat."

"Yes, yes," Li Dong echoed with a smile.

As lunchtime approached, the restaurant began to fill with noise, and a long queue had already formed in the main hall.

We don't accept walk-in orders for our free-range chickens; you need to book a month in advance if you want to eat them.

Chicken soup is priced at 1,500, and braised rooster is also 1,500. Despite the prices, they still clear out their stock every day.

Lin Quan wasn't interested. Li Dong selling it for 1,500 was his own strategy; the original breed chickens hadn't yet established a reputation, and only after they became popular could he justify raising the price.

Currently, hens cost 50 jin (approximately 25 kg) and roosters cost 41 jin (approximately 20 kg), and doubling that price is not a problem in the future.

Currently, Li Dong earns a little over a thousand yuan per hen. Once Lin Quan raises the purchase price to over nine hundred, the other party's profit will be reduced to around five hundred after deducting labor and rent.

Feida Chicken Farm sets the ex-factory price. If Hengpu Restaurant arbitrarily increases the price, customers will complain, and the restaurant's signboard will be shaken.

Upon entering the private room on the second floor, Lin Quan immediately called out, "Brother Hua," as soon as he pushed open the door.

"Ah Quan is here? Have a seat." Liu Yihua gestured with his hand and then turned to ask the waiter to serve the dishes.

After a few rounds of drinks, Liu Yihua pulled a piece of paper from his briefcase: "Can you really transfer ownership of all eighty-five poems?"

"able."

"Okay," Lin Quan answered readily. This amount wasn't high... Good songs are released every year, but few truly resonate with people. Nearly six million before tax was already high for the market; he was after speed, stability, and cash flow.

The chicken farm is expanding and building new sheds, which will increase the daily production capacity by a thousand chickens, bringing the net profit close to one million.

Besides, there's still some untouched work on the USB drive in the system.

After the contract was signed and the payment was received, the bank balance jumped to over 253 million.

The following morning, Lin Quan went straight to the Land and Resources Bureau and signed a lease agreement for 2,500 mu of land.

"A 50-year lease, with a total price of 125 million."

"There is still over 128 million left in the account."

He called the construction company and asked them to rebuild the wall.

The old barbed wire was too brittle; it broke easily with pliers. This time, we need a reinforced concrete structure... one meter underground, six meters above ground, with walls twenty centimeters thick, a total length of three thousand two hundred meters, and a budget of eight million.

In addition, a chicken coop will be built on each of the five small hills, at a cost of three million each, adding four more coops.

The project was urgent, and the construction team recruited workers overnight. Formwork was erected quickly, rebar was tied tightly, and concrete was delivered in shifts for pouring. Lin Quan occasionally visited the construction site during the day, but spent the rest of his time killing chickens in the system space.

His home appliances and furniture weren't all in place yet. He drove to Ningzhou, went to the mall and picked out solid wood beds, cabinets, refrigerators, air conditioners, kitchen appliances, and bathroom fixtures, then brought them all back in one trip.

"At least this place looks like a habitable place now."

I soaked in the bathtub on the basement floor at night, the hot water reaching over my shoulders.

I braised a rooster for lunch and ate it by myself at the stone table in the courtyard.

After dinner, we went into the chicken coop.

"Two thousand three hundred have already, and we haven't even seen a trace of this cultivation technique."

He paused, then turned and entered the skill chicken circle.

With each swift stroke of the blade, one skill-wielding chicken after another fell, their corpses vanishing silently.

"Intelligent Race Language, Level Nine... Finally, something substantial has emerged."

Once back in the chicken coop, he wielded the cleaver with practiced ease.

"Level 1... I can chat with Anna about everyday things now."

谷炉

"Level 2... She said my accent was even more accurate than that of a local foreign teacher."

……

"Level nine in the language of intelligent races, and proficient in all alien languages."

Leaving the chicken coop, Lin Quan stood at the door of the second-floor bedroom.

His phone screen was lit up with three missed calls. He tapped to call back.

"Brother Quan, tomorrow is Saturday, all classes are canceled." Anna's voice came through the receiver.

"I'll come pick you up." Lin Quan replied, hung up, turned around and went into the master bathroom, turned on the tap and took a shower.

Keep what can be washed, throw away what can't be washed clean.

He casually pressed the start button on the washing machine.

The car arrived at the east gate of Jiangfu University just after seven o'clock. Less than three minutes later, Anna jogged over, her ponytail swinging in the wind, opened the car door, and got into the passenger seat.

Several boys stood at the school gate, looking around. Some looked down and touched their pockets, some pretended to check their watches, and some lifted their backpacks onto their shoulders and then slowly put them down again.

Lin Quan stayed home for the weekend, sleeping in until he naturally woke up, eating meals on time, and walking less than 3,000 steps. On Sunday evening, he took Anna back to her dormitory.

As the days went by, more than forty days had passed in the blink of an eye.

The final payment for the project was settled, the construction team left the site, the tower crane was dismantled, and the vacant land was turned over again.

One night at 11:30 p.m., Lin Quan turned off the three sets of surveillance cameras on the west side of the chicken farm, picked up the iron cages, filled them, emptied them, and filled them again... Thousands of chickens were carried away in the darkness, fluttering about.