Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Is it really possible to make over 300 billion yuan these days? Just look at Yaoyang's assets: jewelry stores, steel mills, precision machine tool factories, semiconductor production lines, daily chemical giants, fast-moving consumer goods leaders, satellite channels, 5G infrastructure teams... they're all formidable.

The more than 310 billion Hong Kong dollars lying in the accounts of Yaoyang Bank alone are enough to reshuffle half of Hong Kong's land.

"It's been 1973, and that strong wind on the other side is still blowing."

Shaking off the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Lin Quan's gaze swept over Jin Huimin and the others who were diligently practicing the Supreme Yoga Technique, and a surge of heat rushed from his chest to the top of his head.

For the past few months, he has almost stayed indoors, devoting himself entirely to replication experiments and deep meditation.

He never haggles over anything that can be settled with money; he simply says, "Pay the full amount."

He would never get up if he could handle something over the phone—lazy as he was, but incredibly efficient.

After several rounds of tempering, his mental strength has become significantly stronger, and he can now steadily spread out a twelve-meter range within Earth's territory, like an invisible energy shield that can be opened and closed at will.

He shook his arms to refresh himself, and surrounded by Jin Huimin and the others, he performed a set of morning exercises that combined strength and gentleness.

After meditating for another three hours, we sat down for a hot dinner, and then laughed and joked as we jumped into the pool for a splash.

The next morning, on a whim, he set up a billiards room in his basement.

At 2 p.m., I strolled around the Yaoyang campus and the newly built gymnasium.

"At least this year's company annual meeting had a place where I could really let loose."

A few days later, the leaders of East Island (Sony), South Korea (Kim Jong-un), and Singapore (Slightly softer) sent special envoys to the island, heading straight for Hong Kong.

Yaoyang Internet is growing faster than a rocket in the local area; everyone knows how important computers are.

The machines made in Singapore are as bulky as iron cabinets; they lag even when running a spreadsheet, let alone office software—they're nowhere to be found.

Various forces are green with envy, vying to buy Yaoyang's complete computer systems and networking black technology.

A computer, motherboard, solid-state drive, high-frequency memory, self-developed chips, multi-core processor... which one isn't a tough nut to crack? Just for that ultra-thin DVD drive in the case, Lin Quan asked for 100 million Star Coins without hesitation.

After much deliberation, East Island's Sunny, South Korea's Three Golds, and Singapore's Slightly Weak, they simply gave up on trying to master the technology and turned to vying for regional distribution rights.

It's not that we don't want to buy—even if we empty our coffers to get the complete set of blueprints, without our own wafer fab, we still can't manufacture the chips; just building production lines, adjusting processes, and employing engineers, it would take three to five years to see any finished products.

After more than ten days of protracted negotiations, Lin Quan signed a thick stack of agreements:

Yaoyang will pay half of the cost of laying the optical cable, and the partner will share the other half.

Internet fees are tiered based on distance, country size, and number of terminals—Dongdao Island will be charged the same rate for the first year of its internet access.

Dongdao, Nanbang, and Luoguo gritted their teeth and made the decision to be the first to connect to Yaoyang Internet.

Singapore, the United States, and the United States are still stuck in the same place, focusing on their own research and development while secretly eyeing Yaoyang's network ports.

They didn't gain any technology, but the three giants readily placed a large number of orders for complete machines.

The motherboards, power supplies, and graphics cards produced by our own company are completely incompatible with the standards of Radiant. If we try to use them, they will only be scrap metal. If you want to use them, there is only one way: buy ready-made products.

Not connected to the Yaoyang backbone network? No problem! A single computer can also form a local area network.

Factory scheduling, company intranet, design and drafting... the local area network is more than enough.

A computer that costs only three thousand Hong Kong dollars to manufacture is practically a free treasure in the hands of foreigners.

In less than five days, orders poured in, totaling over one million units.

With a daily production capacity of 20,000 units and a cost of just over 900 per unit, the factory sells for 3,000 units, easily generating a pre-tax net profit of over 42 million Hong Kong dollars per day.

Lin Quan casually hung up the Yaoyang Games Company signboard and launched "Super Mario Bros.", "Counter-Strike", "Warcraft III: The Frozen Throne" and "StarCraft" all at once.

The front page of the Yaoyang Daily was bolded, and Yaoyang TV interrupted its prime time slot with a GG (Ghosting) broadcast. Users rushed to download and install it.

"Free games are the lifeblood of gaming – and the GG (game ranking) is the goldmine."

He recruited another group of college students, assembling a fledgling software development team, and threw a few practical manuals on the table: "Study these yourselves, and deliver the work in three months."

Relying on software from the other side of the world is not a long-term solution. Only by developing our own software can we walk a steady and long-term path.

Autumn leaves have fallen, cold waves are coming, and the end of the year is here again in the blink of an eye.

At 5 p.m. on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, the gates of Yaoyang Gymnasium opened.

Employees of Yaoyang Group lined up and entered the venue one after another.

Employees from different subsidiaries and factories were seated according to their assigned areas.

This giant stadium, which can hold 100,000 people, was not even half full at this moment.

"Distinguished leaders, fellow colleagues..." The host from Lido TV held the microphone, her voice clear and bright, her opening remarks concise and powerful.

Loud singing, graceful dancing, humorous skits, and powerful martial arts performances filled the audience with excitement. The program took turns on stage, creating a lively atmosphere.

Two hours later, Yaoyang Group's first annual party came to a close amidst applause and laughter.

The next morning, Lin Quan, He Tiezhu, and others took a flight to Beijing.

This is an annual, unwavering trip—returning to Beijing to visit Qin Jingru's parents.

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Quan, Qin Huairu, and Qin Jingru boarded the plane again to return to Hong Kong.

As soon as she stepped into the house, Jin Huimin smiled and handed her a stack of gold-embossed invitations: "Honey, these are all for you."

"Miss Hong Kong? Boring. Horse racing? Too noisy."

He casually flipped through the invitations, which were printed with invitations from various celebrities. Lin Quan took out his phone and dialed them one by one, politely declining them in a relaxed but firm tone.

After a few hours of complete relaxation, I fell into a deep, contented sleep and slept until the morning light streamed through the window.

After breakfast, he personally took the helm and sailed out to sea, taking Qin Jingru and the others to enjoy the blue waves.

They had a blast, went wild, and only settled down to go home after several days of fun.

Zhao Ya and Qin Jingru, who graduated early, officially joined the headquarters of Yaoyang Group.

Jessica, Jin Huimin, Zhou Wenli... they are all either top stars in the music industry or rising stars in the film industry.

When alone during the day, Lin Quan unfolds his mental energy map, meticulously scanning mountains and ancient sites like an archaeologist, or venturing into the depths of secret realms like a treasure hunter.

"It actually drifted to Wuyi Mountain! I've only ever heard of the Great Red Robe Mother Tree in my previous life, but I've never seen it. I have to see it with my own eyes today."

With a spirit as strong as an eagle soaring over a mountain ridge, I swiftly climbed to the summit, where six vigorous and upright old tea trees stood quietly in the crevices of the rocks.

"Only six plants for three ancient species? That's too meager—only 360 plants of each species are needed to establish a firm foothold."

The moment the idea came to him, he had already made over three hundred precise copies of the six mother trees, along with the fertile soil beneath their roots and the moss covering them.

"The three lineages of Da Hong Pao mother trees, each numbering 360, ensure the continuation of the bloodline and the perpetuation of the incense."

After spending several days studying ancient tea-making methods, Lin Quan rolled up his sleeves and took to the field to try roasting Da Hong Pao.

Only one bud and one leaf are harvested from each plant, and then mass-produced using a treasure pot, so that identical fresh leaves are inexhaustible.

With a sufficient supply of raw materials, craftsmanship can improve rapidly.