Ip Man looked a bit like a typical new good man during the Republic of China period. He talked softly but didn't talk much, but had a majestic momentum. Overall, he always had black robes and lab coats, and he was like a scholar but more than a martial man.

Liu Shan said a few words to Ip Man in a daze, but he didn't know what to say.

I have never seen it before and am not familiar with it. Although I respect him very much for the masters who promoted Chinese martial arts to the whole world like this, it was only limited to respect. Liu Shan, who came from the Information Bang era in later generations, couldn't find a topic with him.

Did you pat Ip Man on the shoulder and ask: Why did you practice Yongchun Boxing so well? Or did the Hongquan people cause trouble for you? I will help you settle it in minutes? This is not suitable!

So the two sitting in the face could only drink tea, and sometimes they accidentally met their eyes and laughed dryly.

Fortunately, Zhang Yongcheng quickly came up with a plate of chopped chicken. Seeing that both of them were crossing their legs and drinking tea, he frowned slightly and said, "Why are you still sitting here? I've cooked all the dishes here, and you don't know how to clean up the dining table!"

Ip Man quickly stood up and said repeatedly: "It's going to be done soon, it's going to be done soon! Cousin, sit down, you don't need yours!"

While talking, he cleaned the dining table quickly and seemed to do a lot of such chores.

The table was put on, and Zhang Yongcheng served more than a dozen dishes one after another. The child had long been slapped on the side of the table, looking at the chicken, duck, fish and meat on the table drooling. Seeing this, Ip Man sighed, touched his son's head, and turned to Liu Shan, "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I say it. This is the first time that the child has seen these expensive foods since we fled to Guangdong!"

Liu Shan glanced at the child and turned to Zhang Yongcheng who came up with a pot of rice, saying, "Cousin, I was surprised just now. I miss you, although the Zhang family is not a wealthy official, but it is also a wealthy family. I have heard of my brother-in-law's family affairs in the UK. If you don't enjoy the blessings of Buddha, why have you all gone to Hong Kong to suffer?"

"It's not that the Japanese devils are making trouble!" Zhang Yongcheng said it as if he was angry, but when he saw her husband's eyes and son staring at the chicken's expression, he sighed and bit his head and said, "Oh! I think of it, I'm full of bitterness, forget it! I'm happy today, don't say these despicable words."

Zhang Yongcheng put down the pot and took the bowl to serve rice for everyone one by one, and said, "Tell me about you to my cousin! I haven't received any news about you from my sister-in-law for more than ten years. Judging from your military uniform, it seems that you have a promising future!"

Liu Shan took the meal he handed over, turned his hand and put it in front of the child, reached out to hold a big chicken leg and put it in a bowl, and said, "It was a little difficult when I was in the UK. I fell into danger several times on the battlefield. Fortunately, I entered the command center by chance and was promoted to the position of the victory of the Great Britain and France. It happened that the person on the rise was to find someone to station in Hong Kong. I was also a little homesick, so I volunteered to come. Now I am a small official! Alas, brother-in-law, don't push me, let the child eat first when he is hungry!"

Ip Man smiled bitterly and said, "This is not in line with the rules..."

"What rules! There are not so many rules for eating together for a family." Liu Shan waved his hand in a pretentious manner. He could almost clearly feel the words "favoriteness +30" floating on the top of his head.

The son is the flesh of his parents, which is even more convincing in the era of ideological confrontation that values ​​the son.

"Okay, okay!" Zhang Yongcheng said happily: "You are so promising, and my sister can rest in peace even if you are in the nine springs!"

Damn! I was worried for a long time. My relatives who came from here had already died. Liu Shan felt much more relaxed.

After Zhang Yongcheng finished serving the meal, he lit the table with chopsticks and said, "What are you watching here? Eat!"

Ip Man reached out and asked, "Please use it!"

Liu Shan grabbed the bowl and took a sip, saying to Zhang Yongcheng: "Cousin. Why did I hear that my brother-in-law is a martial artist? Why do you speak so politely?"

Ip Man looked at his wife with a lot of laughter and cry, looking at Liu Shan's familiar and unruly look. He felt a little more intimate towards this cousin who suddenly jumped out of his mind.

Since ancient times, Chinese people have had a tradition of eating and chatting. Generally, they do business and negotiate at the dinner table. Although Confucianism has always emphasized "not talking about food or sleep", the effect is very weak.

Zhang Yongcheng doesn't talk much when eating, but it's not to follow any rules. Instead, she has a close relationship with her husband and wife, and usually communicates with her eyes, and she can't speak at all. Besides, the two are no longer rich and noble, and the pressure of life makes them almost breathless, so she has no time to talk.

Liu Shan suddenly came to the door, and Zhang Yongcheng met his mother's family. He was so happy that he naturally talked too much.

Liu Shan carefully led Zhang Yongcheng to the point of speaking, and briefly said most of their family's situation, which was to give a foreshadowing to the future of his speech. He then indirectly investigated the Hongquan conflict before he even came on stage. He led the topic to Ip Man's martial arts view without any trace.

"...Oh? My brother-in-law is finally ready to pass on his martial arts skills, the number one master in Foshan?"

"Oh!" Ip Man shook his hand when he heard this, sighed in a low voice and didn't say anything.

The four little dragons in Foshan, which were so powerful in Guangdong, fell into such a field at this time. Even if he was already calm at that time, he was asked about it by his family member Liu Shan, and his face also had a fever. He was afraid that he would blame him for not taking good care of his wife.

Liu Shan didn't expect this at all, and said as he went on: "To be honest, I am an incompetent officer. When I was recruiting the chiefs who entered the army, I even skipped the training of recruits. In addition, I was always in the command center and my health was no longer as good as before. This time I came back, I was like finding a master to learn boxing."

Ip Man smiled and said, "What's the matter? If you have time, go to my martial arts rooftop. I'll teach you both ways!"

"That's good!" Liu Shan smiled and said, "But I agreed in advance, I won't call you a master. Otherwise, I'll just be sure of my cousin and call you Xiao!"

Ip Man and Zhang Yongcheng laughed. She raised her hand and pointed at Liu Shan and said, "You, so many years have passed, why are you still the same personality as when you were a child?" Then she turned to her husband and said, "You don't know, how much headache he caused my sister-in-law when she was a child."

Liu Shan smiled in agreement, but he felt a little doubt in his heart and said to himself: Does Zhang Yongcheng really have a cousin?

The three of them talked and laughed, and were happy and had wine and food to accompany each other. It was already 10 o'clock after the meal.

Liu Shan looked at Zhang Yongcheng who was picking up the sleeping child. He thought that he had gained a lot today. Not only did he deal with Ip Man, but he also determined the time of the plot. Finally, he didn't have to run around like a headless mouse every day.

Liu Shan stood up and said goodbye, and the couple stood up to see him off. Zhang Yongcheng said even more concernedly: "Ashen! The place you live is not far away, otherwise you will squeeze here with your brother-in-law today. I'll go to sleep with the child."

Sleeping with a strange man? Not to mention that he is a martial arts master, even a national hero! Just after a few years, Liu Shan felt a chill. He quickly refused and said, "No need for cousin. There are rules in the garrison that you are not allowed to stay at night. This rule is iron rule, let alone me, the second-in-command. Even my boss dares not violate it. I want to rush back. You don't have to worry, forget that I drove here? It will be half an hour!"

"That's it! Since it's a rule, go back!" Zhang Yongcheng was born into a commoner, and he was not embarrassed at all. He nodded and looked at his husband, waiting for his conclusion.

Ip Man also nodded and said, "Then, be careful on the road!"

Liu Shan agreed repeatedly and took the orderly soldiers who had already run away from the mountain after hearing the noise!

If I don’t mention the psychological thoughts and emotions of the couple, just talk about Liu Shan’s side.

Of course it is true that he does not allow night stays, but it is just an excuse. The reason why he left Ip Man's house was that he had to have several things to do.

The first one is a summary.

Sitting in the bumpy jeep, Liu Shan's thoughts surged.

Tonight was successful, and speaking was basically in line with the role of a relative. Judging from the current situation of Ip Man's family, it can even be said that his identity was revealed through fragmented words. As long as the couple think about it carefully, they will find the true power of their cousin.

There was also some helplessness. I was so fucked by Ye Wen. I originally wanted to learn Hongquan. I couldn't say it at all. In the end, I could only follow Ye Wen's intention to learn Yongchun.

But this is not bad. Yongchun is also a profound martial arts. But in this case, he will have to make some adjustments to his subsequent ideas.

The second thing is more important.

Liu Shan glanced at the orderly soldier beside him and called out, "My king! My king!"

After shouting for more than a dozen times, there was no reaction at all. Liu Shan was a little disappointed. The auxiliary system of the Time Travel Management Bureau was too bad. Do you really have to scream?

Just as it was like, a red light suddenly flashed on the iris, and a saber in a bright red dress fell from the sky and floated straight in front of Liu Shan. He hummed impatiently: "Who is so bold to disturb Yu Xiu, are you afraid of your life?"

Red... Red Saber, Tyrant Nero? What's going on? Where did my king go during the day?

The tyrant Nero raised his eyes and stomped his slender legs hard, snorting: "If you look at your eyes, you will know that you must be thinking about something rude! Do you want to die once and see?"

Never! Don’t think about it! Thank you Bumin!

Liu Shan quickly refused. He knew what kind of weird personality this red saber was, and did not dare to delay at all. He asked directly: "What is the unlimited fighting competition in the mission? There is nothing in this plot!"

"The time is not coming!" Nero, the tyrant, explained subconsciously, and then said furiously: "There is only Yu who has the right to ask questions here. Who gave you the courage to ask Yu?"

Feel sorry!

Liu Shan apologized quickly, and then asked the next question faster: "Since my task is divided into five registrations and there is not much correlation between them, is it said that I can actually choose the other four options at the same time?"

"Ha! Is it only now that I discovered it? You pig... bastard! You dare to mess with me!" The tyrant Nero laughed at him and became furious.

Sorry, sorry! Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I...

Liu Shan muttered and apologized in his heart, while silently feeling. Both tests had answers. Do these auxiliary devices have to answer my questions?

"Hmph! For your pitifulness, Yu, the greatest emperor, no longer cares about you, the poor!" A series of flatteries that were right to treat the right medicine really made Nero relieve his anger.

"So, my respected Majesty, can I ask you a question!" Liu Shan spoke very respectfully this time!

"Ask!" Nero waved his hand and looked very proud.

"The original task description said that I could get permissions. The permissions are actually logging in with the Time Travel Administration to buy and sell items. So I would like to ask, now that my task has begun, why haven't the permissions been given to me yet?"

The tyrant hugged his hands and snorted, "Have you completed the mission?"

Liu Shan flashed with an inspiration and blurted out: "What do you mean is that as long as I complete a task, I can activate a permission no matter what level it is?"

A trace of inexplicable prank appeared on the corner of the tyrant's mouth and said, "I have answered all three questions you have. I want to ask. Please deliver points!"

Damn! It turns out you did it on purpose just now!

Liu Shan looked at Nero and wiped his sweat in his heart, and said to himself: This tyrant is indeed not a simple person.

After calming down, he asked: "How many points are a question? I don't seem to have any points now?"

"You can explore these questions yourself!" The tyrant said with a strange smile: "If you can't figure it out in three days, I may tell you with great compassion! Hahaha!"

With a series of smiles, the red light flashed and disappeared, leaving only Liu Shan to be crazy.

After a question and answer, the two of them had already returned to the camp. They casually explained to the orderly soldiers and sent him away. Liu Shan himself entered the room and lay directly on the bed.

Opening the task bar that can still be displayed and looking at the other four levels of tasks. Liu Shan smiled slightly, feeling a little annoyed. He didn't pay attention to such obvious prompts, and he was really a pig-smart before.

Although the tasks of several levels are different, there is obviously no contradictory. The main purpose is to promote Chinese martial arts, so as long as you think about this direction, you will naturally not be wrong. However, the task is clear, but Red Saber's words have aroused more questions about him.

Take a deep breath and reach out and click on the e-level option.

bite!

After a clear sound, the e-level option collapsed and decomposed into molecules. The amount displayed in the lower right corner of his iris suddenly appeared with a "+100" phantom. It dissipated lightly and there was no reaction again.

Liu Shan was stunned, thought for a while, and gritted his teeth and pressed all the other three options.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

With three consecutive sounds, a huge rectangle jumped upwards with hundreds or thousands of dollars below, and a huge rectangle fell down fiercely.

Liu Shan looked closely and it turned out to be a counter!

What's the situation?

Before his thoughts could turn, a large number of things fell from above, and they found their positions on his iris to smash them down. The rules were extremely neat, as if they were assembling puzzles, forming a grocery store, blocking Liu Shan's entire vision. It felt as if Liu Shan had entered a store in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a short old man with a teacher's hat and a huge rosacea on his face fell off from it, and with a bang, he fell on the counter in a mess.

"Ouch! I fell to death! By the way, my gourd! My wine gourd!"
To be continued...