Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Uncle Li's real name is Li Ren, and he is Lin Quan's only supplier... seasonings, fresh goose, eggs—everything comes from him. Lin Quan doesn't plan to find a second supplier; one braised food shop, one reliable supplier, is enough. Occasionally, he goes to the market to check the market prices for braised goose and seasonings, so he knows what's going on.

Around 8 a.m., a young man in his early twenties pushed open the door and came in.

"It's not ready yet," Lin Quan said, looking up.

"Boss, how much is the tuition to learn how to braise goose with you?" the young man asked.

"Ten thousand." Lin Quan paused for a moment, then answered decisively.

"It's too expensive, can you lower the price?" The young man's eyelids twitched.

"I make over a thousand a day with fresh geese; if I switch to frozen geese, I can earn seven or eight hundred more a day. The shop has only been open for two days, and you saw how business was as soon as you walked in... Ten thousand yuan to teach real skills, and you still think it's too expensive?" Lin Quan smiled.

Opening a noodle shop and taking on apprentices, or selling braised dishes and training apprentices, are all legitimate ways to make a living.

"Boss, I'm also from Sichuan, we're fellow townsmen, can you give me a discount?" the young man tried to bargain.

"Eight thousand." Lin Quan immediately conceded 20%.

"My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Chuan. Can I pay today and start learning right away?"

"Master! I'll go get the money right now!" Wang Chuan turned and left.

Lin Quan went to the printing shop next door and quickly printed a notice: "Taking apprentices and teaching skills, tuition fee is 10,000 yuan, including the complete braised goose course."

Less than half an hour after the poster was put up on the door, Wang Chuan returned carrying a wad of cash.

After counting the quantity and checking the quality, Lin Quan said, "Now that we have some time, let's identify the seasonings first."

"This is cinnamon, this is star anise..."

When Wang Chuan heard that the instruction was truly practical, his heart warmed.

He was reborn, but these days, in the Yanhuang Kingdom, who over twenty years old doesn't live a second life with their memories intact? He's used to it. He works three shifts at a factory in the suburbs, and today is his day off. He went out and came across this braised goose stall. The aroma was enticing, and the queue was incredibly long. He immediately decided to pay to become an apprentice... Learn the craft, set up his own stall, and it would be better than working on an assembly line.

Just after 11 a.m., customers buying braised goose and braised eggs started asking, "Is it really taught? How do I register?"

Lin Quan smiled as he accepted the eight thousand yuan from Wang Chuan.

Eight thousand is the tuition fee; an additional ten thousand is required to be allowed to hang the "Sichuan Braised Goose" sign.

Half or whole geese don't sell much, but the braised goose cut into pieces for six yuan a serving has been available non-stop since 11 a.m.

We were busy until 12:30, and all forty geese were sold out.

"Boss, is the tuition really ten thousand?" Another young man came running in, panting.

"Ten thousand per person, guaranteed to learn." Lin Quan nodded with a smile.

"I'll pay!" The other party immediately pulled out a stack of hundred-yuan bills.

He figured out how popular Sichuan-style braised goose was just by standing outside the door for ten minutes... Ten thousand yuan seems like a lot, but if you really learn how to make it, you can recoup your investment in half a month.

In less than half an hour, nine new apprentices were gathered.

Lin Quan tore down the notice at the door and started making braised goose and braised eggs while leading people in hands-on practice.

If you can teach ten children early, you can free up time to take on a group more.

"These blood clots must be removed completely; the feathers on the goose must also be cleaned thoroughly... pluck everything that can be plucked, and singe the rest over a fire. If a customer has a sharp eye and sees even a single feather, they won't buy the whole goose."

With ten apprentices in hand, fifty geese were tidied up in the blink of an eye.

Keep five for later use, chop ten, mix with seasoning and plate.

"Go and buy a notebook and a pen. We'll teach you how to make the braising liquid tomorrow."

Lin Quan carried 110,000 yuan in cash and walked to the bank on the street corner to deposit it.

Wang Chuan received 8,000, the other nine people each received 10,000, and a few hundred yuan of spare change was enough to keep in the shop for working capital... Too much money would attract attention and thieves.

"Master, I heard that someone adds poppy shells to brine, and the aroma becomes particularly strong?"

"Do you want to go to jail, or do you want to be fined until your pants are pulled down? Behave yourself."

"Master, who did you learn your skills from?"

"I studied at the Oriental Culinary Academy for half a year, and then worked with several master chefs on the stove, repeatedly testing the recipe before finally settling on the Sichuan-style braised goose. Don't think everyone is like me, willing to share their secrets with you."

Is the Oriental Culinary Academy really worth attending?

"It's alright, just tiring. You guys should practice your knife skills more when you have free time... If the braised vegetables aren't cut nicely, customers won't want to touch them at first glance. Color, aroma, taste, shape, and meaning—the 'shape' part is important, and the portion size is significant."

Around 4 PM, one apprentice was in charge of collecting money, three apprentices were responsible for packaging and cutting the food into pieces, and five apprentices stood by watching the movements and memorizing the techniques.

Lin Quan swiftly sliced ​​the goose meat into pieces, his movements so fast they were almost swift as the wind.

People came and went, and the braised geese and braised eggs were emptied one basket at a time.

Just after 4:30, Li Ren entered the store carrying an insulated box.

Lin Quan took out five braised geese, weighed them, chopped them into pieces, and packed them into boxes.

"I'll take my things with me, and I'll settle the bill tomorrow," Li Ren said with a smile, patting the suitcase.

"Hmm," Lin Quan replied. Five geese only cost about 540 yuan.

He spent over eight thousand yuan today just on buying geese from that other party.

A live goose weighs around nine pounds, and costs nine yuan per pound, so a hundred geese would cost a little over eight thousand yuan.

The business of Sichuan-style braised goose is booming day by day, and it's often hard to keep up with demand.

Before 6:30, all 60 braised geese were sold out, and only three or five braised eggs remained.

Lin Quan pocketed the money, locked the shop door, and led his ten apprentices to the small restaurant next door.

He treated his apprentices to a hot meal, then went back to the shop to wash up. He squatted on a stool counting his money, a smile on his face.

"Today we had ninety braised geese and over three hundred braised eggs. We'll braise one hundred more tomorrow morning, then take a break this afternoon."

"More than 10,000 yuan in cash, and I have to go to the bank again... This money is really not hard to earn."

At 5:30 in the morning, Lin Quan was busy collecting geese, weighing them, calculating accounts, and paying money. His feet barely touched the ground.

Just after seven o'clock, the ten apprentices arrived one after another.

With a full team, the hundred fresh geese were quickly plucked, gutted, and cleaned.

For geese that were being processed for the first time, some corners were not cleaned properly, so each one was cleaned again, which took about a minute.

"Remember this: Before the first time you put it in the braising pot..."

The recipe was taught without reservation. Only when the apprentices learned it thoroughly would people be willing to come and pay tuition.

He can earn 18,000 yuan a month by mentoring an apprentice; he has a wide network of connections.

Will the disciple starve the master?

If you don't teach, someone else will teach you anyway.

He had already registered the name "Sichuan-style braised goose".

Regular customers buy braised goose from him, recognizing him as their master.

Even if his apprentice opens a stall nearby, he can't steal away his regular customers.

After putting a hundred geese into the braising pot, Lin Quan casually made a phone call to Li Ren.

More than an hour later, Li Ren brought over two hundred fresh geese.

With all his apprentices in the shop, Lin Quan used hands-on practice as his classroom, instructing each of them on how to remove oil, hollow out the cavity, and trim the edges.

The cleaned geese were divided into two freezers and neatly stacked.

We sold over fifty braised geese in the morning and over sixty fresh geese in the afternoon.

He would never do things himself if he could let his apprentices do them; if he didn't know how, he would stand by and teach them step by step.

The work became easier, and my daily income actually increased.

We now sell an average of 120 braised geese a day, generating revenue of around 13,000 yuan and a net profit of just over 3,000 yuan.

Wang Chuan and his classmates completed their week of study and then graduated.

Lin Quan was willing to teach, and his apprentice was willing to take notes. The notes were so densely packed that they were enough for a week.

"Master, may I use the 'Sichuan-style Braised Goose' brand?" Wang Chuan asked.