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Chen Luo learned it and remembered it well. He didn't know why his third uncle asked him to do this, but there must be a reason. Every line has its own wisdom. Chen Luo didn't feel like he had crossed over. The knowledge in his head was more practical than the experience accumulated by several generations of others.,After Chen Lo was driven away, Lao San personally took care of the body. He first rewrapped the corpse in straw mats and then bowed to it. Only then did he carefully carry it and place it at the edge of the newly dug pit. At this time, half of the pit had already been flooded with mud and water. After the corpse was put down, it quickly disappeared from sight.,But Chen Luo tried many ways, but he couldn't get in touch with the martial arts level. To be precise, among all the people he knew, none of them had truly come into contact with martial arts. This is not surprising, the privilege class monopolizes power from birth, and it rarely trickles down. The society before his time travel was the most direct proof. Everyone knew that those who played finance made money, but how many could truly play finance At best, they were '韭菜' or 'tools', going in to be harvested by this kind of 'pseudo-finance'. The real bigwigs who manipulate finance are separated from the lower levels.。