Kowloon Hotel is located in Nathan Road, Tsim Sha Tsui. Nathan Road in this era is far less wide than later generations. It connects various small streets like spider webs, street shops, snack shops, beef carts, and fish and egg stalls, and the fireworks are very strong.

Zhou Wenqiang noticed that the walls of the streets were covered with various small advertisements, such as "one post to solve the hidden secrets of men" and "treat various X diseases," and a considerable number of martial arts school admissions advertisements, which contained the words Wing Chun.

However, judging from the pattern and exquisiteness of the advertisements, Wing Chun’s advertisements are obviously not competitive, and some of them are even directly covered by advertisements from other martial arts centers, which has no promotional effect at all.

With Ip Man's personality, he would definitely not take the initiative to advertise. This is probably the idea of ​​his apprentices, especially the one named Huang Liang, who became the chairman of the trade union of Beiwang Company. He has a brain and has many ideas, but when he causes trouble, he will be more than two.

Zhou Wenqiang followed the stairs and headed straight to the rooftop of Kowloon Hotel.

Hong Kong Island has few land and many people, and the climate is warm, so the utilization rate of rooftops is extremely high, and there are stairs leading to rooftops in the buildings.

Moreover, there will be many uses for rooftops, such as building shantytowns and building flower beds. There will even be swimming pools and tennis courts on rooftops of wealthy families.

After Ip Man arrived in Hong Kong Island, he rented a rooftop of the Kowloon Hotel. This place was originally a warehouse of the Kowloon Hotel. Because the hotel was expanded, there was a new warehouse opposite, so it was idle, and the rent was cheaper than other rooftops.

Zhou Wenqiang walked up to the rooftop and saw a figure of Qingyi sitting on a rattan chair among rows of drying clothes that looked like the flags of the Ten Thousand Nations.

Middle-aged Ip Man, who was thin in spirit, was no longer the young hero who was so easy to become a master of Buddha and Shan, who worked with Haneda, and Wingchun Tingqiao Huigong Er.

When I was young, I was angry and had become a thing of the past. Nowadays, Ip Man opened his door seven things, including food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Yeh Wen was bathed in the sun half of his body, and he was holding a cheapest thick cigarette with his right finger. The smoke swelled up between his fingers, and the ashes had accumulated more than an inch long.

What he smokes is not cigarettes, but what he burns is actually helplessness.

More than a dozen disciples lined up in two rows, practicing Wing Chun’s bridge search? One move and one move is very serious? Ip Man occasionally calls someone’s name and reminds you to think more carefully? Don’t just use brute force.

Zhou Wenqiang did not come forward to disturb him? He stood up and watched quietly from the side. After about half an hour, Ye Wen stood up and said, "Let's practice here today? You can try your best to experience it after you go back? It's still time to come tomorrow."

"Hey, master, then let's go. Today, Senior Brother Huang has prepared 200 pieces of advertising paper? They all have to be posted."

When the disciples passed by Zhou Wenqiang, they all smiled and nodded at him, and someone whispered: "Little brother, if you want to learn Wing Chun, sign up quickly. My master is the best in the world."

Among these people, Huang Liang is not Huang Liang. Is Huang Liang a kind-hearted? Today, most of them went to help the master post admissions advertisements again.

Earning a little tuition for the apprentice is Ip Man’s only source of life.

Wait until all the disciples were exposed? Ip Man turned around and clasped his fists at Zhou Wenqiang and said, "It's Zhou Shazhan from Sham Shui Po District?"

"What happened yesterday afternoon? It was my disciple who was wrong, because he went to Danan Street to post an admissions advertisement? Has there a conflict with Baihemen? It also hurt people."

"But this matter has been revealed? I have also visited the leader of Baihewu and reimbursed the courtesy. If Zhou Shazhan still wants to pursue the matter, please do not hold my disciples accountable. All the consequences will be borne by me, the master."

That day, Zhou Wenqiang punished the robbers in public in Sham Shui Po. Ip Man had seen it with his own eyes. When he saw that it was the King of Hell in Zhou who came to his house in person, he couldn't help but frown secretly.

Although it is said that Zhou Shazhan is honest and fair and a good man, he has seen countless so-called "good man" in the past few decades. As a result, these people either want money or seek fame. This "Yan King of Zhou" is not short of money, so maybe he wants to get Wing Chun's reputation.

No matter why, he, a master, must not let his disciples bear it, and must bear it with all his strength.

"It's all right? Haha, probably not?"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said, "The hero violated the ban with martial arts, and it has been like this from ancient times to the present. The fight that happened yesterday could happen once, and it could happen countless times, so we are worried when we are a policeman."

"Maybe Master Ye will be surprised, when did the police in Hong Kong become so dedicated? I can only tell you that this time is different from the previous time. When Tai Nan Street is in chaos, Sham Shui Po will be in chaos, but some people do not want Sham Shui Po to be in chaos..."

Ip Man nodded: "I said, I will take responsibility for the disciple's affairs. If Zhou Shazhan wants to arrest people, just arrest me. Don't worry, I will not resist, and I will not hurt you."

Before he finished speaking, the warehouse door opposite the house had been changed to a house opened, revealing a delicate face without makeup, and whispered: "I ask brother, why are you going to take care of the matter again... Now we are in Hong Kong Island, you are no longer the richest man in Foshan."

It was Ip Man's wife Zhang Yongcheng.

When he was able to marry the Ye family, the richest man in Foshan, Zhang Yongcheng's background was naturally extraordinary. His ancestors were Zhang Menghuan, a famous minister of the reform in the late Qing Dynasty.

The family came from an unusual family. Zhang Yongcheng walked up to Zhou Wenqiang slowly and said with a smile: "This Asir, I just want to teach boxing quietly and earn a few family expenses. Those sects are bullying their lives. Asir, he must uphold justice for us."

She is tall, has white skin, and has big watery eyes that look straight at Zhou Wenqiang without having to pose. She has a dignified and beautiful look, and her accent is extremely soft, which makes people unable to refuse.

Originally, with the education she received since childhood, as long as her husband is still there, it would not be her turn to show up in public. But since she arrived in Hong Kong Island, rules have long been no longer rules, and the Ye family now cannot withstand any storms.

The son's tuition has not been raised yet. If her husband is taken away by a police officer, how can he survive this life? Zhou Wenqiang is obviously a teenager younger than her, so she can only give up her politely and beg for help.

"Yongcheng!"

Ye Wen's face turned red at that time. The person in front of him was the "King of Yan Zhou". He was famously fierce in his methods. What's the use of begging him?

I, Ip Man, can be captured, but I cannot lose my face!

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said, "Master Ye, Mrs. Ye, you are probably thinking too much. I just said that the Danan Street sects fight each other and the martial arts school struggle must be resolved. When did you say you were going to arrest people?"

"I came here this time mainly because I heard that Master Ye Fo Shan Wudi is a master of a generation. I want to see you and see if Master Ye has three heads and six arms."

"In addition, most of the recent martial arts battles are related to Wing Chun. We always have to discuss a solution, right?"

Yesterday, Wing Chun clashed with Baihemen. A few days ago, because of posting admissions advertisements, Huang Liang and Hong Quan had a fight, but were caught and threw it into the fish pond.

Ip Man personally took action and once again played a fight of ten people. Later, he went to Sham Shui Po Police Station. In order to pay the bail, Zhang Yongcheng had to come forward to ask Ip Man's friends on Hong Kong Island.

Ip Man's friend Zhou Wenqiang is not unfamiliar with him. He is Liang Gen, the editor-in-chief of the Hong Kong Island Times. Even Xiang Qian praised him for being young and promising, familiar with the newspaper industry, and is a rare talent in the industry.

"Isn't Zhou Shazhan going to arrest me to the police station?"

Ip Man's expression relaxed. He was not afraid of going to the police station, but was afraid of being short of money. He didn't want to pay the deposit of 200 yuan again. He didn't know how long it would take to pay off the money he owed to Editor-in-Chief Liang last time.

Zhou Wenqiang looked up at the sky, touched it and said, "Of course not, it's just about arresting people. How could anyone run over at noon? It's time for lunch... Don't say it, I'm really hungry."

"Then Zhou Shazhan will stay and have a meal together, there will be fish today."

Ip Man quickly turned to his wife Zhang Yongcheng and said, "Yongcheng, let's cook more rice."

"Okay, I'll cook now."

When he turned around, Zhang Yongcheng quietly gave Ye Wen a blank look. The remaining rice was reserved for tomorrow's food, and you are generous!

This Zhou Shazhan is really true. Who can really leave a meal after just a few words? Xiaochun has been waiting for this fish for more than half a month, but it is not enough to be divided.

The lunch at Ip Man's house was so simple, with a braised catfish, a plate of fried vegetables, and a pot of clear egg flower pickled soup. There were guests there, but they couldn't get four dishes.

Even if he added rice temporarily, the amount of rice was only enough for four small bowls. Ye Chun, who was growing up, looked at the white rice and the roasted catfish in front of him, and his saliva almost fell. He wanted to move his chopsticks several times, but Ye Wen stared back.

"Zhou Shazhan, please."

Ip Man made a gesture of invitation, smiling, gentle and elegant, even though his stomach was already hungry, the grandmaster of Chinese martial arts still would not be too bad.

"Master Ye, the child is growing up. It's not enough to eat fish and vegetables. Fortunately, I made preparations in advance."

Zhou Wenqiang looked down at the Swiss mechanical watch on his wrist and smiled and said, "The time is just right."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming downstairs. Soon two people wearing the clothes of a waiter at Kowloon Hotel walked up with two stainless steel plates.

In the two large plates, the roasted lion-headed goose and the roasted suckling pig are both hard dishes.

Ye Chun no longer cared about whether his father would scold him, so he swallowed his saliva hard and shouted: "Father, we have meat to eat!"

Yeh Man glared at his son: "Chun'er, how did I teach you normally? Are there any rules?"

Ye Chun felt wronged. He hadn't eaten meat for half a year. I just wanted to eat meat. He burst into tears and plunged into my mother's arms.

Zhang Yongnian wiped his tears secretly and couldn't help but tell his son: "I ask my brother, the child is still young, why are you scolding him for?"

Ip Man ignored his wife and children, turned to Zhou Wenqiang and said, "Zhou Shazhan, you are a guest, how can you make money? No, how much do these two dishes cost? I...I'll pay."

Zhang Yongnian glared at him secretly, "We don't have any money, we have reached this point, you have to make a move."

Zhou Wenqiang signaled the two waiters to put the dishes down before saying, "Master Ye, this is the rule of our hometown."

"You moved to your new home. Since I came to visit me, I should bring you food and drinks. This is called the 'green room' or 'fill the pot'."

"Even if you forget about the wine today, I always have to bring two servings of the food. If you refuse again, then I will not be welcomed?"

Ip Man was stunned, looking at the fragrant roast goose and roasted suckling pig on the table, and hesitated: "I remembered that when Zhou Shazhan said this, it seems that there are such rules in our hometown."

Zhang Yongnian also said: "Yes, my hometown also has this rule."

Zhou Wenqiang laughed and said, "What are you waiting for? Master Ye, let's start eating?"

As he said that, he tore off a roast duck leg with his own hands and handed it to Ye Chun, and said with a smile: "Child, eat it."

Ye Chun snatched the duck legs and ate it all the way. Even Zhang Yongnian was so reserved that he couldn't help but pull off a piece of roast pork and started eating it.

Looking at his wife and children, Ip Man suddenly felt sad.

He is also a seven-foot man, and he is also known as a master, but his wife is still hungry. How can he bear it?

Suddenly, Zhou Wenqiang said: "Master Ye, although it is good to open a martial arts school, it requires a lot of capital. Moreover, the competition is fierce and it is easy to cause trouble."
Chapter completed!