Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

After struggling for more than two hours, he only managed to close three deals. Zhong Guohong twitched his lips, finding it amusing to himself.

"This piecemeal approach isn't a long-term solution... There are more people vying for jobs than there are people selling scallions at the market."

He walked around, looking at each shop and asking questions.

When asked about Wanchuan Grain and Oil Store, Li Wanchuan was squatting at the door counting sacks. He looked up and saw it was him, and immediately waved: "Xiao Zhong, you've come at the right time! Help me deliver a few loads of rice."

"Boss Li, how many trips a day?" Zhong Guohong asked directly.

"I'll carry as many loads as you can," Li Wanchuan replied with a smile.

"Where to send it? Is it far?" Zhong Guohong didn't answer the question directly, but asked first.

"The furthest I've bought rice from this store is just over two kilometers away."

"Two yuan per trip, is that alright?" Zhong Guohong thought for a moment and said.

"Really?" Li Wanchuan's eyes lit up. There are many long-term residents on the sixth and seventh floors, and there is no elevator. It costs two yuan per trip, which saves customers effort and money, and he can also have some peace and quiet... It's worth the money.

"I'll take all 30 orders, minimum order." Chung Kwok-hung smiled.

"We get far more than thirty rice customers a day! From now on, I'll leave the rice delivery to you!" Li Wanchuan turned to his wife, Zhang Qin, and called out, "Sister Qin, quickly weigh the rice for our regular customers!"

The rice was almost entirely sold in bulk, neatly packed in a cloth bag, tied with a rope, and labeled.

A short while later, Zhong Guohong picked up eight bags and delivered them one by one to the addresses.

The road wasn't short, but the number of tasks actually increased eight times.

In less than an hour, all eight bags were ready.

"The system replenished over 600, and the task was added eight times... This efficiency has more than doubled."

He returned to the shop happily and received his twelve yuan wages.

Li Wanchuan pointed to a row of bags piled up in the corner: "Xiao Zhong, give these twenty bags away as well."

The smallest bags weighed 20 jin (10 kg), and the largest 30 jin (15 kg). The total weight of the 20 bags was over 600 jin (300 kg).

Chung Kwok-hung was too lazy to deliver in batches, so he simply bundled the goods together and carried the address book, climbing the stairs to deliver them one by one.

In less than two hours, everything was cleared out.

After receiving his wages, he wandered around for a bit and took on two more jobs.

I ate a bowl of noodles outside, went back to my rented room, and fell asleep immediately.

Upon waking up, I saw that I had completed sixty missions and had over eight thousand five hundred in savings.

After showering and changing clothes, I open my eyes promptly at five in the morning.

I made five orders at the wholesale market this morning, and then went straight to Wanchuan Grain and Oil Store.

He didn't want to go to the docks to do transport quests... He wanted to level up first so he could make money faster.

It's delivered to your door for two yuan, and most of the customers in the store choose this option.

Climbing hills and stairs is tiring, but two yuan is really not expensive for 20 or 30 jin of rice; three yuan is also reasonable for 30 to 50 jin.

Rice gets infested with insects if stored for too long, so people usually only buy 20 or 30 kilograms at a time.

There are many thieves, but Chung Kwok-hung never leaves rice downstairs.

He carried over 600 pounds on his shoulder, going up and down stairs with it all... to prevent people from stealing it.

Occasionally, someone downstairs would offer a cigarette and say, "Brother, could you keep an eye on things for me?" The other person would usually nod in agreement.

"Level up after completing 100 missions".

The moment the idea arose, the numbers dropped to zero, and the transfer mode jumped to level four.

"The price will increase by 30 cents per meter, so 3,000 centimeters would be 3,00

"I have over 11,700 in savings... Let's go eat first."

He glanced at the system interface and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Find a small restaurant, order one serving each of braised pork belly and twice-cooked pork, and devour them in no time.

Inside Wanchuan Grain and Oil Store, Li Wanchuan and his wife Zhang Yanfang were chatting and eating sunflower seeds.

"Zhong Guohong's strength is truly remarkable... He carries over 600 pounds on his shoulders and his feet feel like they're on wheels of fire."

"Two yuan a trip, our shop's business will definitely be even better in the future."

"Pork prices are rising, fish prices are rising too, what's two yuan? It's a fair price!"

After having eaten and drunk his fill, Chung Kwok-hung wandered around for over an hour before returning to the shop.

He picked up more than a dozen bags of rice and delivered them to each household according to their address.

"A subsidy for taking a detour? Forget it, the target number is more important."

"When we settle the bill later, I need to remind Li Wanchuan to print some business cards... I can make a call home and have rice and noodles delivered right to the door."

He couldn't wait for Li Wanchuan's business to grow bigger and bigger.

If you can consistently get 200 orders a day, the delivery model can reach level nine in less than a year.

At six o'clock in the evening, after receiving his wages, he hummed a little tune as he left the shop.

Thirty-seven orders were placed in the afternoon, covering a total distance of over 38,000 meters. Based on the new order price, the earnings were over 11,000 yuan. Including the previous orders, the total savings have exceeded 23,100 yuan.

Find a barbecue stall, sit down, grab a handful of lamb skewers, grilled pig brains, and chives—a portion costing around thirty yuan—and add two bottles of ice-cold beer.

"Life's going pretty smoothly, all I need is someone to lend a hand and get through it together."

After paying the bill, he carried the empty wine bottles back to his rented room.

"Wang Jiaying looks quite plain when she's not dressed up, but with a little styling, she's a stunning beauty."

"Logically speaking, after being tricked by the kidnapper, she would break down and eventually be locked in a house."

Zhong Guohong lay on his back on the bed, Wang Jiaying's face appearing in his mind.

The Russian liked her from the bottom of his heart, but she never even glanced at him.

With a younger sister to support and her father bedridden and unable to move, Wang Jiaying's burden grew heavier day by day.

"I'm not going to think about it anymore. I'll wash my face and go to sleep."

He shook off these thoughts, turned on the tap and took a cold shower, then washed his clothes clean.

The clothes, shoes, and socks were all redeemed from the system's in-game store.

The same product with the same label sells for a thousand yuan outside, but only a hundred yuan at most in the mall.

This morning I delivered rice to Wanchuan Grain and Oil Store, and the number of completed tasks increased by forty-six.

After a two-hour break at noon, I went to Boss Zhang's place to unload goods in the afternoon.

Three hundred packages, a round trip of over two hundred and forty meters, with an additional three cents per meter.

With just this system subsidy, Boss Zhang received over 21,600 yuan.

"Account balance: 61,300; over 38,000 deposited today?"

"The number of missions has increased by forty-seven, bringing the total to eighty-four."

"With Wanchuan Grain and Oil Store as the center, there are at least five thousand households within two kilometers."

After a quick and easy dinner, I went back to my rented room and slept through the night.

At six o'clock the next morning, Chung Kuo-hung stood at the entrance of the grain and oil store on time.

"Xiao Zhong, we have a lot of orders today," Li Wanchuan said while flipping through the ledger.

"Boss Li, it's time to print some business cards..." Zhong Guohong smiled.

"I'm afraid you'll run yourself ragged," Li Wanchuan replied.

"Two hundred orders, I can handle it." He said confidently.

"Two hundred orders a day, four hundred yuan in income, more than I, the boss, earn," Li Wanchuan joked with a smile.

"That's not quite right," Zhong Guohong said, waving his hand. "I'm just doing my job, and I get two yuan for each delivery. If you wholesale twenty jin of rice and then resell it, you'll make at least three yuan."

The wholesale price and the retail price differ by several cents, much more than a dime.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Here, have a cigarette." Li Wanchuan handed over a pack of Tashan cigarettes.

"Thanks," Zhong Guohong said, casually stuffing the item into his pocket.

He usually smokes nicotine-free cigarettes that he gets from the mall.

I won't smoke this pack of Tashan cigarettes myself; I'll give it to Mei Laokan or Maozi later.

I completed 102 orders this morning, and the system replenished my order with over 17,000 yuan.

There were 126 orders in the afternoon, and more than 19,000 were replenished.

Adding the delivery fee of two yuan per order, the total is over thirty-seven thousand seven hundred.

"I have over 99,000 in my account, and I've completed 312 missions. Oh dear... I almost forgot about leveling up!"

He was so busy he barely had time to breathe, and he completely forgot about this.

I bought a braised goose and a bowl of cold noodles, and strode back home.

"The goose meat is fragrant, and the cold noodles are chewy."