Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

The remaining rhinoceroses exploded with a roar, their four hooves flying into the air as they sped away, raising a cloud of dust.

He broke off a thick rhinoceros horn, cut off dozens of kilograms of fresh red rhinoceros meat, and turned to return home.

They drove the meat to Fule Building.

He pushed open the door to the room that served as both a kitchen and dining room, and handed the meat to He Yuzhu.

After lunch, Lin Quan drove back to Shanshui Bay.

"Go hunt down a tiger and get some tiger bones."

He took off in a helicopter, landed, and then went off-road, heading straight to the foot of the deep mountains.

After searching in the mountains for more than an hour, a tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead suddenly burst into his field of vision.

With a sudden burst of immense strength, his arm trembled, and his iron fist slammed down, shattering the tiger's head on the spot. The tiger didn't even have time to let out a wail.

Killing the tiger with his bare hands filled Lin Quan with exhilaration, as if a fire were exploding in his chest.

Throughout history, those who can fight tigers barehanded are extremely rare, let alone kill them with a single blow.

Phrases like "pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth," "turning pale at the mention of a tiger," and "a fox borrowing the tiger's power" all convey the idea that the tiger is the king of the forest and a source of fear for people.

"Tiger skin keeps you warm, tiger meat is highly nutritious, tiger bones are used in medicine—take them all, leave nothing behind."

He hoisted the tiger carcass onto his shoulder, strode down the mountain, and threw it into the back of his pickup truck, causing the truck to sink half an inch.

I stepped on the gas and headed straight for the city. Once home, I deftly skinned and deboned the meat, carefully removing the lean cuts and neatly arranging them in the freezer.

"Tonight I'll make tiger bone soup and stir-fry sliced ​​tiger meat."

Carrying about twenty pounds of fresh red tiger meat, Lin Quan headed towards Fule Building again.

He Yuzhu and his family lived there; their stove, dining table, bowls, and chopsticks were all made their home in the Fule Building.

These days, any building taller than five or six stories that doesn't have "mansion" in its name is almost embarrassed to put up a sign.

Having just finished gnawing on rhinoceros meat at noon and then munching on tiger leg meat for dinner, Qin Huairu, whose blood and energy were practically boiling, immediately decided – to work the night shift tonight!

After a satisfying meal, Lin Quan, Qin Jingru, and Qin Huairu got up to say goodbye.

"Godfather, why aren't you working overtime?" Jia Geng asked, blinking.

"At most, I'm the head of Yaoyang Bank," He Yuzhu said with a smile and a wave of his hand.

"Third Uncle, aren't you going either?" Jia Geng turned his head and asked again.

"I'm in charge of the money, I've worn out the ledgers, and the factory isn't operating, so why should I work extra shifts?" Yan Bugui replied slowly.

"Uncle, are you taking a rest too?" Jia Geng was still not giving up.

"I'm the chief engineer of the machinery factory. The factory gates are all locked. How am I supposed to adjust blueprints by looking at air?" Yi Zhonghai shook his head and chuckled.

"Then why does my mom work overtime every day?" Jia Geng scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"She's the chairman's assistant. A-Quan has over a dozen companies and seven or eight factories under his name. Which one isn't under her supervision?" Yan Bugui explained.

"Everyone knows what's going on—Ah Quan is incredibly lazy, he dumps everything, big or small, on Huai Ru." Madam Jia said with a straight face, as if it were the truth.

"That's right. He's in my office, he shows up once a month." Yan Bugui nodded in agreement.

"My situation was even worse; he didn't even show his face," Yi Zhonghai said with a wry smile.

"My place is doing alright; I come by every now and then," He Yuzhu laughed.

Back at the villa in Shanshui Bay, Lin Quan practiced his marksmanship for a while, his movements were crisp and his shots never missed.

He slept soundly in his arms, embracing her soft and fragrant body, until his wife called him for lunch.

A steaming bowl of hand-pulled noodles is served, topped with a mound of savory beef, glistening and fragrant.

After quickly finishing his breakfast and resting for a while, he changed into his sportswear and went out for his morning exercise.

"Stop fooling around, I need to get to work."

"The boss said that being an hour late doesn't count as absenteeism."

The headquarters of Yaoyang Group has long since moved to Yaoyang Industrial Zone, just a few minutes' drive from Shanshui Bay.

"Sister Qin, don't go to the company this morning, I'll teach you how to drive."

"The security guard at the gate picks us up and drops us off every day, why bother copying that?"

"Driving is easier than riding a bicycle. Once you're familiar with it, I'll give you a convertible sports car."

"Sports cars? Those are for young girls to show off. I'm over thirty."

"Sister Qin, stand in front of the mirror and look at yourself—you look exactly like a girl in her early twenties."

With internal administration of warming and nourishing Chinese medicine, external application of a secret-made ointment, soaking in a nourishing medicinal bath, and supplemented with acupuncture, Qin Huairu looked to be only in her early twenties; Qin Jingru was even more stunning, fair-skinned and pretty, looking just like a recent college graduate.

"Ah Quan, your ointment works after just one application and rejuvenates after two. Why don't you just start an ointment factory? I heard that imported skincare products from Hong Kong sell for hundreds of dollars a tube, and you can't even get your hands on one."

"Okay, I'll do as you say. The ointment factory project will be put on the agenda immediately."

A dozen minutes later, Lin Quan moved to another location.

It was almost ten o'clock when he officially took Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru out for driving practice.

With its wide roads, sparse traffic, and smooth asphalt surface, Shanshui Bay is the perfect spot for beginners to practice.

"Is that black sedan up ahead... Li Yangcheng's?" Qin Huairu squinted and looked into the distance.

"Do you recognize him?" Lin Quan asked casually.

"I saw it in the newspaper; they said he was the richest man in Hong Kong," Qin Huairu nodded.

"The richest man? The figures on his account don't even amount to the rent from my properties in Hong Kong," Lin Quan said casually.

"Does Li Yangcheng also live in Shanshui Bay?"

"He has a villa, number seventy-something. I've run into him three or four times," Lin Quan replied casually.

After lunch, Qin Huairu pulled Qin Jingru straight to the group's headquarters.

Lin Quan returned to Shanshui Bay alone and stepped onto Earth.

I flipped through several official and unofficial histories, and practiced the Yi Jin Jing, Duan Gu Jing, and Xi Sui Jing three times each... I even practiced Tai Chi seven or eight times.

"How about we go back to the island we lived on in our past life?"

Lin Quan, who made his fortune in his previous life with a treasure bowl, once rented an entire isolated island.

Relying on his astonishing wealth, he acted as a local tyrant on the island for several years.

We drove and sailed straight to the small island where we had lived for many years.

"Nothing has changed; it's exactly the same as before."

"I never expected that the treasure bowl would even replicate all the savings I've accumulated."

Enter the key, and a giant underground warehouse opens with a roar.

Lin Quan stepped onto the three-meter-thick pure gold floor and began to take stock of the possessions he had accumulated in his previous life.

The entire warehouse is nearly 100 meters long, about 50 meters wide, and 12 meters high, with the floor made entirely of solid gold.

"Ten boxes of century-old wild ginseng, ten boxes of century-old Polygonum multiflorum... glass-type jadeite, ten boxes of each color: red, green, purple, white, and blue."

He spent tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars to buy a century-old wild ginseng, and then used a treasure basin to mass-produce replicas...

As Lin Quan opened each wooden crate and inspected them one by one, a smile involuntarily crept onto his face.

The medicinal materials were preserved very well, and their medicinal properties were almost completely intact.

"Once the Yaoyang Bank vault is completed, we will transport several hundred tons of gold there as storage."

Before leaving the island, Lin Quan casually took dozens of large suitcases—stuffed with gold bars, silver ingots, rough diamonds, and jade ornaments.

"Damn, it's already 9 PM!"

With a thought, one is instantly transported back to Earth.

"Why are you only coming back now?" Qin Jingru asked, looking up at her.

"I had some business to attend to, so I took a trip to Nanxing," Lin Quan replied casually.

The next morning, he first went to the construction site to check on the progress of the new school building, and then drove to the factory area.