Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

"This silver carp weighs a little over fifteen pounds, which is quite substantial."

"This silver carp weighs a little over eight pounds, which is considered medium size."

"This bighead carp weighs about 30 pounds; it's definitely a 'river tyrant'."

In less than two hours, the tricycle bed was piled high with mud, and even the wheels were half an inch deep in the mud.

Seeing the bucket full of silver carp with their white bellies up, Lin Quan packed up his fishing rod, patted his backside, and left.

They picked out the largest silver carp for their own dinner and sent the rest to the machinery factory canteen.

"I made over eighty yuan, which is equivalent to an old man working for more than twenty days."

After dinner, as soon as He Yuzhu and He Yushui left, Lin Quan stuffed money into Qin Jingru's hand.

"So many?" Qin Jingru's fingertips paused, and the corners of her eyes lifted slightly.

"I caught over two hundred catties," Lin Quan said with a relaxed smile.

He had a little over 500 yuan left in his pocket, and he gave her all the money he earned to manage.

She stood at the entrance of the alley, dressed in a well-tailored blazer, a crisp white shirt, fitted trousers, and shiny leather shoes, looking exactly like a city girl straight out of a magazine.

Lin Quan had already figured out her size and prepared all the clothes and shoes for her on the other side of the world.

These days, men in China only feel at ease if most of their earnings end up in their wives' pockets.

Lin Quan, who possessed the Galaxy Replicator and the Treasure Bowl, didn't take the Yanhuang Coin seriously at all.

Currently, gold is priced at 40 cents per gram. A small croaker, even when melted, can fetch over a thousand dollars; a large croaker weighing over 300 grams can be exchanged for a stack of bills.

He had long ago secretly refined the gold ingots in the Earth's furnace into fish-shaped gold ingots—the smaller ones weighing thirty-odd grams and the larger ones over three hundred grams, heavy and shiny.

In the stillness of the night, Qin Jingru leaned against the edge of the bed, her voice soft: "Brother Quan, I...I..."

"Never mind." Lin Quan's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't continue.

"Should I call my cousin over?" She raised her eyes and smiled, a hint of probing in her gaze.

"Maybe next time," Lin Quan said through gritted teeth, swallowing his words.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Qin Jingru, wearing high heels, headed towards the West Gate Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Quan got on his tricycle and headed for the river again.

After three hours of fishing, I easily caught over 200 pounds of silver carp. I kept one for dinner and sold the rest.

Grains, vegetables, meat, and eggs are all in short supply, but fish and meat are so scarce that people can't even get their hands on them.

He doesn't pay for the bait on Earth, and he never does fishing.

After casting the line for more than half an hour, the surface of the water gradually began to ripple with dense waves—that was the silver carp gathering in groups because of the scent, causing the water to splash and jump.

The Handing threaded steel rod is a tough weapon specifically designed to handle big fish. With a strong pull and a few struggles, the big fish will be obediently dragged ashore.

The largest weighed about 30 pounds, and the smallest weighed about 5 or 6 pounds; all of them were plump and strong.

If his tricycle hadn't been so full, he could have worked all day longer.

Once the fish gather, you can catch one almost every three to five minutes, and then catch a dozen or so more easily.

The anglers on the riverbank use earthworms, corn kernels, or wheat grains as bait...

Lin Quan had fished here seven or eight times, but he had never seen anyone else target the silver carp.

I went home, locked the door, and in a flash, I entered Earth, where I ate heartily, my mouth dripping with oil.

"I'm full, let's go back to our room and read."

With a single thought, a person can disappear from the earth.

He sat upright on the living room sofa as usual, with a copy of "Principles of Mechanics" open on his lap, turning the pages carefully, a hint of interest in his eyes.

Four hours passed, and people working in the compound gradually returned home. The sounds of footsteps, voices, and bicycle bells grew louder as they approached.

Lin Quan, carrying a lively grass carp, strolled into He Yuzhu's courtyard.

When cooking at home, the wife still has to wipe the table, sweep the floor, wash the dishes and pots.

When you go to He Yuzhu's house for a free meal, there's plenty of meat and wine. You can eat your fill and leave without even having to wash the dishes.

At exactly eight o'clock in the evening, Qin Huairu stepped into the door under the moonlight.

"Sis, what's up?" Qin Jingru greeted her at the door.

"I'm a little short on cash these days..." Qin Huairu's throat was dry, and she didn't finish her sentence.

Qin Jingru leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words in a low voice.

A few minutes later, Lin Quan felt relieved, and his brows relaxed.

Qin Huairu sat for more than an hour. When she left, she clutched the money, her eyes darting around, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief, or as if a stone had been weighed on her.

"Jingru, you've been so good to me." Lin Quan lay in bed, feeling warm inside.

"You're such a stubborn mule." Qin Jingru rolled her eyes at him and turned to fold the quilt.

Seeing her daughter-in-law push the door open and return, Jia Zhangshi didn't even lift her eyelids, and directly held out her hand: "Borrow it?"

"Here." Qin Huairu took out ten yuan, and secretly kept forty yuan for herself out of the fifty yuan.

"Of all the families in the compound, Jingru's family is the most extravagant..." Madam Jia clicked her tongue, her eyes full of envy.

"She works as a sales clerk at the supply and marketing cooperative, earning a fixed salary of twenty-three yuan and fifty cents a month, without fail," Qin Huairu added casually.

Lin Quan had done another workout, feeling completely relaxed and light-hearted. He fell into a deep sleep as soon as he lay down.

In the blink of an eye, more than two months have passed.

"Brother Quan, I have a day off tomorrow and the day after, and I'd like to go back to the village," Qin Jingru said, leaning against the doorframe.

"I'll go with you, and we'll catch a few wild boars along the way," Lin Quan grinned.

"Go to sleep." Qin Jingru's ears were slightly warm, but the corners of her mouth quietly curled up.

At six o'clock in the morning, the two finished their breakfast, carried cured meat, snacks and wine bottles on their backs, and rode their clanging tricycle straight to Qin Family Village outside the city.

The villagers were very hospitable; as soon as lunch was served, they put out three large bowls of stewed chicken.

Lin Quan grabbed his wood-chopping knife and strode up the back mountain.

Qin Jinghua called out and pulled over seven or eight burly young men, who then followed Lin Quan into the dense forest.

In less than two hours, the group carried three fat wild boars down the mountain, their bodies covered in sweat and the scent of pine resin.

After exchanging a few words with his parents-in-law, Lin Quan took Qin Jingru's hand and said goodbye.

"Jingru, how much money do we have left in our accounts?"

"A little over 1,500, what's wrong?"

"Save more this year, and we'll build a bright new house for your parents next year."

"Brother Quan... why are you so good to me?" Her voice was as soft as spring water.

At nine o'clock at night, Qin Jingru gently knocked on the door of the next room: "Cousin, come out for a moment, I have something to tell you."

"Mom, I'm going out for a walk," Qin Huairu replied while buttoning her clothes.

"Go ahead." Madam Jia was sewing shoe soles, without even looking up.

Qin Huairu quickly put on her coat, opened the door, and went out of the house.

Half an hour later, Lin Quan said with a smile, "Sister Qin, I'll take you fishing for silver carp this weekend."

"I've never even touched a fishing rod before..." she said awkwardly.

"Let's learn, I'll teach you step by step—look, cast the line like this, and watch the float like this." Lin Quan raised an eyebrow.

"When...when you catch a fish, how do you divide it?" She stammered.

"We'll split the profits 70/30, with us taking 70% and you taking 30%."

"Okay!" Her eyes lit up, and her heart started pounding faster.

"Sis, it's been over an hour, time to head back." Qin Jingru glanced down at her watch.

"Hmm." Qin Huairu tidied her hair, straightened her clothes, and pushed open the door to leave.

Qin Jingru pulled the door latch behind her and tiptoed back into the house.