Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

They found Maozi, Mei Laokan, Jiang Fengzi, and a few others, and together they went into the Badaotang Hot Pot restaurant.

Tripe and large intestines haven't been driven up to exorbitant prices yet; a plate of them costs only a few dollars. A more satisfying meal can easily cost several tens of dollars.

Pork belly costs three yuan for five jin (2.5 kg), lean meat costs five yuan for one jin (0.5 kg), and spare ribs are even cheaper than pork belly.

"You've struck it rich?" Old Man Mei picked up a piece of tripe and grinned sideways.

"I helped a foreigner move some boxes today..." Chung Kwok-hung said with a smile.

"Three six-star coins? That's almost twenty!" The Russian's eyes lit up.

"Next time I see a foreigner, I'll say 'Thank you' too!" Old Man Mei laughed so hard he slapped the table.

"Hello! I'm choking! Thank you!" Jiang the Madman picked up the beer bottle, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, coughing violently as he choked.

The dishes were served, and everyone chatted while cooking. They drank more than a dozen beers, and the bill came to 72 yuan.

The next morning, Zhong Guohong carried the carrying pole and rope on his back and went to Xiangtianmen again.

I completed five orders this morning, and with the subsidy, the total came to over 180 yuan.

I waited for two hours in the afternoon, but not a single order came in.

Feeling down, he decided to wander into the wholesale market.

This place is the largest freight yard in Chongqing.

"Great job! Shall we unload the cargo?"

"How are wages calculated?"

"Move the goods from the truck into that shop, two cents a bag."

"Dry!"

The truck was more than 100 meters away from the shop, where 300 packages of goods were neatly piled up.

"Does both the round trip count as moving?"

He felt a surge of emotion and immediately decided... to carry only one bag per trip.

Each bag weighs fifty pounds, and his strength has doubled; he can carry ten bags without getting out of breath.

But in order to accumulate more system miles, he insisted on carrying only one bag.

It took more than three hours to move all three hundred bags.

The owner frowned and handed over sixty yuan: "Others carry two or three bags at a time, but with your build, you only carry one bag at a time... You've dragged this out for so long when it should only take an hour."

"Boss Zhang, it's two cents a pack, and it's over 240 meters a trip. You'll save more than just this little bit of effort." Zhong Guohong smiled as he took the money.

"There's another delivery truck next Friday at 3 PM, are you coming?"

"Come on." He nodded.

"My surname is Zhang, Zhang Guoxiong."

"Zhong Guohong." After exchanging a few words, he picked up his carrying pole and left.

He carried the load for more than three hours without feeling tired at all.

The primary gene enhancer had already boosted the strength to 500 kilograms, and with a 50-pound bag, it was about the same as lifting an empty bucket.

The wages were sixty, but the system supplemented it with over two thousand two hundred.

One trip is 240 meters or so, 300 round trips, more than 70,000 meters, and you've definitely made it into the system's reward zone.

"Once the transport mode is upgraded to level three, the system will compensate you with an extra 700 for that kind of work."

Zhong Guohong glanced at his account balance and the number of tasks he had completed, but didn't draw any.

Once you've accumulated nineteen attempts, take on one more order and you'll be promoted to level three.

With just over 3,400 yuan in the account, based on current housing prices, it's enough to buy four square meters.

I ate a quick bite for dinner, then went back to my rented room to boil water, take a shower, and do laundry.

"We need to keep an eye on a few regular customers so we can reliably generate revenue in the future."

He lay on his back on the bed, pondering how to earn more money.

I left home at six in the morning and worked until noon, making a total of twenty-six trips.

The balance went from over 3,400 to over 3,600.

Seven jobs, none of them are far away.

After lunch, he went into the wholesale market again, wandering around the stalls.

It wasn't until 5 p.m. that the number of attempts reached thirty.

"Get promoted, and keep going tomorrow."

The moment the thought crossed my mind, the count reset to zero, and the transport mode jumped to level three.

"It's over four thousand two hundred. After level three, there's an extra ten cents per meter."

"Running 10,000 meters a day will earn you over a thousand yuan in subsidies alone."

One cent multiplied by ten thousand equals one thousand, plus the wages paid by the customer, and you easily break the thousand mark.

In a cheerful mood, Chung Kwok-hung turned into a small restaurant, ordered two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, and picked up two bottles of beer.

He ate over ten yuan worth of food in one meal, and the restaurant owner kept blinking at him...

If you work hard, you're lucky if you can earn a dozen yuan a day.

This person spent over ten yuan on a single meal? Did they really make a profit?

After a satisfying meal, he paid the bill and left.

"Oops, I forgot my eating utensils!"

He brought up the system store, and the shelves were neatly arranged.

"Nicotin-free Chongqing? Two yuan and fifty cents a pack?"

I bought one, and it cost me 23 yuan.

Order one and try it; it tastes exactly the same as the ones sold on the street.

"A rubber-titanium alloy pipe, 1.5 meters long, capable of bearing five tons? 500 Chinese yuan?"

"High-strength rope, twelve meters each, one hundred Chinese yuan."

After thinking for a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and bought a pipe and two ropes.

"If you want to do a good job, you must first have the right tools... so you should invest the capital."

I took a breath, washed up, lay down, and slept soundly.

Before six o'clock, people were already standing at the entrance of the wholesale market.

After completing five orders in just over two hours, I received a processing fee subsidy and a net worth of over 500 yuan.

"We've made back the money from the pipes, but we're still a little over a hundred short for the two ropes."

"There's a passenger ferry at nine o'clock; I'm hoping to get a long-distance booking."

He turned and hurried toward the dock, where the ship had just docked.

Tourists dragged their bags down the hill, while a line of porters grabbed their carrying poles and dashed off.

"Boss, would you like me to help you carry your things?"

"How much?"

"It depends on how far the road is and how heavy the goods are."

"Just this much, send it upstairs."

Two pieces.

Zhong Guohong successfully secured an order; the distance was over 5,000 meters, and the system compensated him with over 500 yuan.

"The customer gave five yuan. Is it a profit or a loss?"

The number of mission attempts only increases once. This number can be used for both leveling up and participating in the lottery.

Even though he paid over 500 yuan more, he still felt it wasn't worth it.

The higher the level, the more you replenish per meter.

If you upgrade to level nine, you'll receive an additional 100 yuan per meter.

"It takes 100 attempts to go from level 3 to level 4... and a total of 44,400 attempts to go from level 3 to level 9."

"I normally complete about twelve orders a day, which adds up to a maximum of four thousand a year."

Just going from level three to level nine would require over 40,000 trips. Unloading a truckload of goods only counts as one trip. His heart sank... It was too difficult.

It's hard to accumulate enough attempts, let alone participate in a lottery.

"From now on, focus on getting tolls; the pay is less, but the frequency comes quickly."

Back at the wholesale market, he stopped being picky about work and worked until 8 p.m., increasing the number of jobs to twenty-three.

I bought some grilled meat skewers from a roadside stall to fill my stomach and hurried back to my rented room.

"Your savings are over 5,200? You earned 1,500 today?"

"The lottery depends on luck, so level up first. The higher your level, the greater the subsidies will be."

"As long as you have enough money, just pay for whatever you want."

To save time, he got up before 5 a.m.

I quickly washed my face, skipped breakfast, and headed straight to the wholesale market.

"Five orders, not bad. I'll have a bowl of noodles first."

After finishing a bowl of vegetarian noodles, he ran towards the dock.

"Big guy, why are you so late today?" Mei Laokan asked.

Zhong Guohong took out a cigarette, handed it to him, and said, "I was just at the wholesale market."

"Is there any work over there?"

"I've earned five yuan since five o'clock."

"Five dollars is quite a lot." Old Man Mei nodded. "I'll try my luck tomorrow morning too."

About ten minutes later, Zhong Guohong accepted the job.

Help two Singaporeans carry their luggage up the hill to the highway.

He had already purchased the Mi language skill, so he could understand every word the two of them spoke.

"After graduating from university abroad, you came to teach foreign languages ​​at a university in Chongqing?"