Chapter 62 The first place will receive a bonus of 10,000 yuan.

Master Liao caught Chen Can's gaze and was frightened and frightened. He cupped his hands in front of him, lowered his head and turned around to leave as if he was shameless in front of others.

Seeing Master Liao walking away, Chen Can casually looked around and saw a black shadow shaking among the trees at the wall, then disappearing.

Chen Can didn't pay too much attention, looked away, smiled and turned around to go back to the house to eat.

Returning to the living room and sitting down again, the lady noticed that her husband was a little different today and couldn't help but take a closer look.

Chen Can raised his eyebrows at her, earning a wink from her.

After eating, Chen Can moved his hands and feet and was quite satisfied with his body.

Although it incorporates all of Ip Man's memories, Chen Can, as a modern person, has something like martial arts for the first time, so it is inevitable that he will be novel and excited.

After kicking two stone pillars in succession, Chen Can had a certain understanding of his own strength.

After getting acquainted with his fists and feet in the yard, Chen Can couldn't help but glance at his wife who was about to go up to the second floor again.

As he moved around, the waist under the cheongsam twisted, making Chen Can feel more and more itchy.

I couldn't help but glance around and saw that there were only two maids working, so I couldn't help but follow them quietly.

This place is Foshan, known as the hometown of martial arts. There are many martial arts schools, people learn martial arts, and the custom is prevalent.

Unfortunately, it is now 35 years and we have already entered the age of firearms. Kung Fu will decline sooner or later.

Ip Man's last wish is very simple, that is, to live a new life without leaving so many regrets.

Ip Man's regret is actually very simple, that is, his family is safe and his friends around him should not suffer too many disasters because of him, let alone live such a humble life!

Regarding other national highways, Ip Man does not have such grand aspirations.

This last wish is not too difficult for Chen Can, and of course, it is not particularly easy either.

But in this life, he doesn't want to take on such a big responsibility and burden and let himself change the world pattern?

He really couldn't do it, and he really didn't want to do it.

Even if he really changes the country and even the world structure on his own, what can Chen Can gain?

Perhaps by then, the mission satisfaction will not be as high as imagined, because this is Ip Man's world, not his Chen Can's world.

He would be satisfied if he could protect his family and those around him for a lifetime.

If you want to have the strength to protect your family in these troubled times, you can't do it with kung fu alone.

Establishing your own power and protecting the safety of your family and those around you are the most basic operations.

But Chen Can is not in a hurry, let's take one step at a time.

This afternoon, the wicker chair in the study room on the second floor creaked all afternoon, and many maids left with blushing faces every time they passed by.

After working hard for two consecutive days, Chen Can also felt that his body was completely empty.

Sure enough, addictive things will make people have endless aftertaste.

On the third day, he yawned and walked downstairs with a slight stagger. The housekeeper shook his head, stepped forward, and said to Chen Can.

"Master, Zhou Qingquan invites you to drink tea at Baifu Tower!"

Chen Can nodded and thought about who Zhou Qingquan was. Suddenly, Ren Dahua's face appeared in his mind, and he suddenly understood.

This Zhou Qingquan is a businessman and a close friend of Ye Wen. The two have a very deep friendship.

Later, when Ip Man fought to the death with the general in his childhood, he entrusted his wife and children to this friend.

Thinking of this, Chen Can also nodded. A friend who can trust his wife and children is indeed worthy of deep friendship.

Moreover, this man was later shot in the head for escorting his wife and children out of Foshan, and ended up going crazy.

This time the other party came to have tea with him, and Chen Can also guessed the reason.

The other party wanted to borrow money from him to open a cotton factory and came to Ip Man to raise funds.

In Chen Can's opinion, this idea is extremely stupid. Xiaoli's army is coming in three years. Are you going to open a cotton factory now to make winter clothes for Xiaoli?

However, Zhou Qingquan is indeed worthy of close friendship. If you want to establish your own power, you will definitely not be able to do it without money.

It is also a good idea to do business with the other party, at least it can be used as a card.

After making this plan, Chen Can wore a robe and mandarin jacket and went out with his hands behind his back.

At this time, Ye Wen did not open a martial arts gym to recruit disciples. The reason was simple: his family was not short of money.

Ye Wen is considered to be from the second generation of wealth. Half of the property in this street belongs to his Ye family.

Because Ye Wen usually likes to practice martial arts, most of the industries in this street are rented to martial arts schools. Over time, a martial arts street was formed here.

Relying on collecting rent and practicing martial arts at home, this kind of life is happy and carefree. This is how Ip Man has lived since he was a child.

If life could continue like this, it would actually be pretty good, but it's a pity that the world is not peaceful.

Chen Can walked out of his house and saw the prosperity of the 1930s for the first time. There were many businesses around him, each with different signboards. Flagpole advertisements filled the entire street. There were a lot of people on the street, and there were many small people carrying burdens.

Vendors, shouting, buying and selling, shouting prices, it smells like fireworks.

Chen Can had his hands behind his back, and occasionally people he knew would greet him on the road.

It's normal. If the landlord doesn't say hello when he goes out, why not?

Fortunately, Ip Man was always kind and kind, and these vendors truly admired him, not the fake smiles that later generations would see the landlord do.

Chen Can is very satisfied with this kind of life, but it's a pity that it only lasts three years.

It seems that in these three years, I have to find a way out for my family.

All the way to the teahouse, Chen Can just walked in and met Wu Chilin, the prince of the restaurant. The other party quickly greeted him and said that Brother Quan was already waiting for him in the private room on the second floor.

Chen Can nodded and took another look at the young man.

This young man is a nice guy. Because his family owns a restaurant, he has a little money, and he loves Kung Fu, so others gave him the nickname Wu Chi Lin.

Because he is a bit crazy about martial arts, he has studied almost all the martial arts schools in Foshan.

Unfortunately, his talent was mediocre and his kung fu skills were not good either. In the end, he was beaten to death in the ring by General Xiaori.

In Chen Can's opinion, this guy is only at the stage of having a small amount of external strength, and his basic bones are average, but if he polishes it well, he can become a capable person.

Chen Can shook his head to dispel the random thoughts in his mind. Regarding his plans for the future, Chen Can was actually still thinking about it.

Chen Can put his hands behind his back and slowly went up to the second floor. In his specific box, he saw Zhou Qingquan, who had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Can quickly smiled and called Brother Quan.

Zhou Qingquan, who was wearing glasses, saw Chen Can come in and quickly poured him tea with a smile.

Chen Can sat down, drank tea, and listened to Zhou Qingquan's intention.

As expected, Zhou Qingquan came to him to raise funds. He wanted to open a cotton factory, but he didn't have enough capital. He hoped that Ip Man would raise funds and everyone could join forces.

Chen Can listened to the other party's words, and Wu Chilin also brought breakfast at this time. Chen Can quickly greeted Zhou Qingquan to eat and talk.

Eating the familiar Cantonese style breakfast again, Chen Can couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Although times have changed, this breakfast, including the style and method, is almost the same as that of later generations.

However, the breakfast in later generations was more refined and had more varieties. The breakfast in this era was relatively simple, but the taste was still the same. Chen Can picked up a piece of tiger skin and chicken feet, swung it in his mouth a few times, and spit out a few bones.

I took a sip of tea with satisfaction and picked up a shrimp dumpling. It tasted good!

Perhaps as a martial arts practitioner, his appetite is much greater than in previous lives. Chen Can ate most of the dozen or so baskets of breakfast.

Thinking of his current worth, Chen Can estimated that his family's savings were around 100,000. If all the real estate and other properties were added up, the Ye family would have a fortune of millions.

Just look down on the one-million-dollar fortune in 35 years. The French currency has not depreciated in these years, and one hundred French currency can be exchanged for about thirty U.S. dollars.

In other words, if all the Ye family's property is liquidated, it can be exchanged for 300,000 U.S. dollars. Three hundred thousand U.S. dollars in 35 years is an astronomical sum.

However, if the money is not realized in the past two years, then when the time comes in 38 years, the Ye family will probably have to eat porridge again.

Even if the good days don't come, in a few years, according to the behavior of the National Government, the currency will depreciate faster than jumping out of a plane.

Chen Can was thinking about this matter in his mind, and Zhou Qingquan next to him had almost finished speaking, and then asked Chen Can.

"What do you think?"

Chen Can finally finished eating the last piece of tiger skin and chicken feet, burped with satisfaction, took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Brother Quan, please stay away from the cotton factory!"

Zhou Qingquan looked at Chen Can with a confused look on his face.

Chen Can took a fancy to him, smiled and continued to speak.

"Brother Quan, please pay more attention to the domestic situation. Now that we have occupied the Northeast, do you think those little turtles will go south next?"

Zhou Qingquan was a little confused. He was just an ordinary small businessman. Although he knew a little about national affairs, he really didn't care.

Now that he heard Chen Can's tone, his heart suddenly tightened and he spoke quickly.

"You mean there's going to be a war?"

Chen Can nodded and then spoke.

"According to my prediction, it will take at least two or three years to move south. With the strength of the National Government, I estimate that Yangcheng will not be able to hold it, let alone Foshan. So, Brother Quan, this cotton factory will
To be continued...