Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

After lunch, the two went into the mall.

"How's this watch?"

"I...I don't want to."

"wrap up."

He swiped his card decisively, buying watches, necklaces, earrings, scarves, perfume... nothing was left out.

Before she could refuse, he grabbed her wrist and fastened her watch strap; lifted her earlobe and put on her earring; he went around her neck and fastened her necklace clasp. His movements were swift and brooked no argument.

After dinner, when they returned to her rented room, he didn't mention leaving. She didn't urge him to come back either.

The next morning, the property certificate and car keys were placed on her coffee table.

Ningzhou's housing prices are reasonable; even with the popularity of Hengpu Film City, prices haven't skyrocketed. A detached house of over 400 square meters sold for just over six million yuan, and the transfer was completed on the same day.

Back at Feida Chicken Farm, Lin Quan ducked into the Danyao chicken coop. The assault rifle fired again, and the chickens fell dead in droves.

"Youth Elixir? Take one, and you'll look ten years younger."

The jade bottle, containing nine beads, was acquired and stored in the spatial ring.

It took more than two hours to finish cleaning one round, and I got another bottle.

"Youth-Preserving Pill, nine pills. Take one, and your appearance will be as youthful as ever."

He took out his phone, checked it, replied to a few messages, and then turned around and pushed open the iron gate of the medicinal chicken coop again.

Online, clips from the movie "Iron-Blooded Elite" have been leaked one after another.

"Brother Wah's acting was really solid."

"The second male lead had a cold expression throughout; he seemed a bit wooden."

"What do you know? Car racing, jumping off buildings, close-quarters combat—it was all me, no stunt doubles used."

"Holy crap, how did that motorcycle manage to drift past the car?"

"During the section where we flew between the two buildings, the safety rope wasn't even taut."

"The action director stopped him three times: 'Take it easy, it'll be hard to explain if you mess it up.'"

"The part about climbing the outer wall was so smooth, it felt like walking right next to the wall, not like climbing at all."

"With Wah Gor as the male lead, the plot is guaranteed; the second male lead's driving skills, fighting ability, and sense of rhythm are all top-notch. I'll definitely watch it when it airs."

"How did someone who's nobody suddenly become the second male lead? There must be something going on behind the scenes."

"I know about this. Director Zhang went out hungry that night, had a few drinks, and wandered into Hengpu Night Market in the middle of the night, wanting to grab a few skewers..."

"I'm really lucky."

"Just luck? He broke a steel pipe with his bare hands, did a handstand for three seconds, and jumped up a five-meter-high wall... Director Zhang signed the contract on the spot."

"Everyone's just talking about the second male lead, but who really knows his background?"

"We'll see once the show airs."

After spending several hours in the pill-eating chicken coop without any results, Lin Quan turned around and entered the attack-magic chicken coop.

"With my current skills, as long as I don't overestimate my abilities, I should be fine."

He knew the territory of the mortal-level attacking rooster well, so he went straight through it and headed straight for the activity area of ​​the level one demon rooster.

He held the assault rifle level, aimed the muzzle at a pacing, monstrous chicken, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet flew straight at the chicken's head, but the chicken tilted its head and easily dodged it.

Startled, the level-one demon chicken flapped its wings and swooped down close to the ground, leaving only a blur in its wake.

Lin Quan spun around, adjusted his gun, aimed at its chest and abdomen, and fired several shots in quick succession.

After firing more than a dozen bullets, the demon chicken finally collapsed, its neck tilted to one side.

The attacking chickens would scatter upon death, occasionally releasing attack scrolls. But now, with over a dozen demonic chickens simultaneously taking to the air, Lin Quan's scalp tightened.

The single word "demon" is enough to make one feel suffocated.

He lowered his shoulders and steadied his arm, aimed, and fired without the slightest hesitation.

Fortunately, the bullets were inexhaustible, one after another, all of them either pinned in mid-air or smashed into the ground.

After exiting the system space, Lin Quan took a hot shower, put on a clean shirt and trousers, and drove towards the town.

He knew in his heart that he and Anna were ultimately just passing through each other's lives.

Logically speaking, she should leave Xia Kingdom and return to her own country in a little over a year.

Zhao Yanxi is a person who is sometimes as gentle as tea and sometimes as fiery as wine, making her more like someone you can stand shoulder to shoulder with for a long time.

The car stopped in front of the small building that Teacher Zhao rented, and he knocked on the door three times.

The door opened, and Zhao Yanxi stood under the light: "Not again?"

"Repair the piano," Lin Quan said earnestly.

"Still need repairs? Last time you practically destroyed everything except the skeleton." She lifted her eyelids, her eyes sharp.

"The original instrument is beyond saving," he laughed. "I've ordered a new one; I'll practice with the old parts tonight."

Before long, the music flowed out again, clear and steady.

That villa was one he had bought for her long ago, fully furnished with appliances and furniture, so she could move in as soon as she turned the key.

The next morning, Zhao Yanxi packed up, returned the old house, threw away the broken piano, and moved into a new home a few kilometers away.

Lin Quan stopped by the music store, paid 400,000 yuan by card, and took away an ebony triangular piano.

"Are you leaving?" she asked.

Lin Quan had already reached for his car keys, but upon hearing this, he paused and put the keys back in his pocket.

The two went out for a late-night snack. When they came back, he taught her to read music, she played for him, and they slept until the sun rose and climbed out the window.

After breakfast, Zhao Yanxi drove to school.

"Iron-Blooded Elite" is a hit, and several names from the cast are trending on social media every day.

Lin Quan, who plays Iron Fist, has his photos plastered all over bus stops and shopping mall electronic screens; even the old man selling fish at the market recognizes him.

……

Back at the chicken farm, Lin Quan walked halfway around the five small hills, then took out his phone and dialed the construction company.

Feida Chicken Farm covers 3,000 acres, with five hills scattered like plum blossoms.

He plans to enclose the middle slope separately and build another wall around it.

The number of first-generation system chickens is decreasing, while second-generation ones are being produced in batches.

He plans to turn the remaining bag of chicken into a high-end ingredient line.

Higashijima Wagyu beef is divided into seven grades, and the top grade is so high that most people would just glance at the menu and close it.

The first generation of chickens produced by the system is of a quality far superior to Wagyu beef.

Tens of yuan per kilogram? That's practically free.

"Since I'm just killing time anyway, and I haven't tried demon chicken yet."

At the entrance to the main chicken coop, he raised his gun and aimed at a level-one demon chicken that was pacing around.

It's not a magic-wielding chicken, nor a chicken made with elixirs; it's a live animal from the main enclosure... It can be taken out, used in soups, and served at the table.

With a pull of the trigger, more than a dozen bullets poured out, and the demon chicken fell to the ground.

Lifting the heavy hen, Lin Quan drove back to the villa.

Scald the hair, chop it into pieces, blanch it, stir-fry it, then pour it into a clay pot, add water and simmer slowly.

"This smell... is many times stronger than that of ordinary chicken; you could probably smell it from ten miles away."

As soon as the aroma spread, the entire Feida chicken farm was enveloped in a warm fragrance.

He was never stingy with his employees; Wang Renliang and his colleagues could slaughter two chickens every day for a treat.

There were five people in the room, and one chicken was more than enough for one meal.

Chickens cannot be taken outside, but they can be eaten inside... The rules were established early on, and no one has broken them.

Even the most delicious food gets tiresome after eating it for three days in a row.

"The meat is perfectly tender and chewy, and so fresh it hits you right in the head. After eating it, you feel relaxed and warm all over."

"This meat...it seems like it really can be nourishing?"

After finishing two bowls of chicken and a bowl of soup, Lin Quan picked up the pot and put it in the trunk.

The car drove into town, stopped, went upstairs, and opened the door.

Zhao Yanxi had just entered the room, her apron still on: "Is dinner ready?"

"Chicken soup." He pointed to the steaming clay pot on the stove.

"This chicken smells so tempting! I thought someone was simmering an old hen on their stove, but it turns out it's Boss Lin's cooking." Zhao Yanxi's nose twitched slightly, her tone light and cheerful.

"Teacher Zhao, to be honest, raising chickens is my real livelihood." Lin Quan wiped his hands, lifted the pot lid a little, and steam rushed out.