There is also the issue of raising his son. His ex-wife is now preparing to file a lawsuit with him. With his current conditions, there is no way he can compete with her!

In a word!

"Making money! We must get a quick buck immediately!"

Chen Can grabbed his hair and fell into deep thoughts. He put his fingers on the keyboard again, looked at the computer desktop that had returned to normal, thought for a while, and finally shook his head.

In fact, with his current hacking skills, he could get money in minutes, but after thinking about it, Chen Can gave up the idea!

This is Cheng Yong's world. If he uses hacking skills to make money for himself, Cheng Yong's regret will only deepen, not decrease.

He raised his head, looked at the room full of divine oil, and sighed helplessly.

It seems that we have to rely on our old skills!

Chen Can got up, walked out of the room, opened the rolling shutter door, drove his old van, and prepared to go to the Chinese medicinal materials market.

He was going to purchase a batch of Chinese medicinal materials that he needed, and then brew a batch of real "magic oil".

After spending all his belongings, Chen Can found two sacks of Chinese medicinal materials in his van.

Cheng Yong is a native of Modu, and he has a house. It is just his father's work unit. It is a shabby old community, with one bedroom and one living room. It is thirty years old. Not to mention that there is no elevator. There is one in the entire community.

It smells of dilapidation and corruption.

But today, something is a little different. In the community, a special smell of Chinese medicine wafts out from someone's house.

Why is it so special? This smell smells like Chinese medicine, but if you smell it carefully, there is a faint fragrance. If you smell it too much, you always feel a little bit high.

In addition to the above, this smell also has a magical effect.

Chen, an old man in the community, is thirty-three this year. His children work outside his home, his wife died young, and he has lived alone in his unit for decades.

His daily habit is to go to the small park behind the community to dance in the square after five o'clock in the afternoon.

As for the reason why he danced in the square, it was naturally loneliness. During the square dance, he had a female partner, Aunt Huang, whom he had been with for four years.

Aunt Huang has a lively personality and plump figure. She is the leader of the square dance team.

The two have been secretly together for more than two years. Of course, they are innocent and just fell in love at dusk.

The reason why he is innocent is that at the age of seventy-three, old man Chen can’t do it even if he wants to!

But today, something is different.

At 4:30 that afternoon, old man Chen was listening to the radio and taking a nap in bed. Suddenly he smelled a smell of Chinese medicine.

He murmured, Who is cooking Chinese medicine again?

Smelling the smell of Chinese medicine, listening to the radio, and humming a little tune, Old Man Chen gradually lost all sleepiness in his mind, and gradually began to have random thoughts in his mind.

When I think about it, I think of Aunt Huang, her plumpness, and her red lips!

Old Chen swallowed his saliva and wanted to get up to drink some water. As soon as he stood up, he was stunned!

He lowered his head and stared blankly at the waistband of his pants, feeling a little dazed.

He seemed to be mumbling to himself, but a line of clear tears slowly flowed out of the corner of his eyes!

"How many years? How many years! Twenty years? Or thirty years?"

I won’t go into details about Old Man Chen’s story. Next door to his house, Chen Can let out a “fuck!”

Chen Can looked at the medicine residue in his pressure cooker and frowned.

Chen Can looked at the dark layer of ointment in the innermost part of the pressure cooker and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Originally, he planned to use a medicinal jar for decoction of traditional Chinese medicine to slowly cook it, but he found that he did not have a medicinal jar at home.

In the end, he had no choice but to turn to the pressure cooker. In fact, in his opinion, this pressure cooker might be more effective!

But I never expected that I added too little water, and the final product only had a layer of black ointment.

Of course, the effect of this thing is absolutely amazing, which comes from his perfect confidence in Chinese medicine!

Of course, Chen Can didn't plan to try it himself. The effect of this thing was too strong. Looking at the ointment, Chen Can fell into deep thought.

It seems that the product needs to be improved. If you apply this dark stuff to your little brother, is there any fun at all?

It’s best to apply it in the form of a potion. It seems that it needs to be diluted!

Chen Can went to the supermarket downstairs and bought a large bottle of Coke. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he saw a figure rushing downstairs with flying footsteps. Chen Can saw that it was Old Man Chen next door and was about to say hello.

Seeing that the other party has disappeared from his sight.

Chen Can watched in confusion as the red-faced old man Chen disappeared. Why was this old guy so energetic today?

No longer thinking about it, Chen Can went home with Coke in his arms, scraped out the black ointment, poured in black Coke, started stirring, and finally made a satisfactory finished product!

Chen Can carried a big bottle, went downstairs, got into the van, and drove towards his shop.

Along the way, Chen Can always felt a little distracted. Looking at the young lady on the roadside, countless thoughts came to his mind.

Chen Can naturally knew what was going on, which made him a little happy. He didn't expect the medicine to be so effective!

Over the thousands of years of Chinese medicine, countless prescriptions have been lost, and the secrets that have not been passed down have become traditions in all walks of life. Among them, there are countless secret recipes in this regard.

The skills produced by the system are truly awesome. Chen Can combined countless secret recipes in his mind just by thinking about it.

In fact, Chen Can has been thinking about whether to go to Asan to smuggle generic drugs to earn the first pot of gold for marriage, or to make the magic medicine himself to earn the first pot of gold.

He thought about this idea several times in his mind, and finally decided to give it a try by himself first.

After all, you can be sure of the medicine you brewed by yourself, and as long as it works well, are you worried that you won’t be able to sell it at a high price?

When it comes to men's things, many middle-aged men would rather spend tens of thousands just for a few minutes.

This medicine must be given a powerful and domineering name!

How about calling it "Dragon Tiger Oil"?

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Can's mouth. In fact, the name is not important, promotion and efficacy are important!

In fact, it is only 2002, and domestic supervision is not strict. This is why Chen Can plans to make a quick buck in this industry!

Smuggling generic drugs to Asan Country is actually quite risky. If someone really pursues it, it can easily be traced to yourself.

With your own hacking skills, coupled with the instant magic oil, sold online, once the market is opened, it will be difficult not to make a fortune!

The most important point is that if you sell magic oil online, no one will pay attention to you at all!

But if you sell generic drugs online, once it becomes popular, the higher-ups will not pay attention to you, but those capital giants will also pay attention to you!

The first pot of gold is very important to you, safety first!

Chen Can was driving the car, and for a moment, his thoughts were flying...
Chapter completed!