Shenyin Shanhaijing

Chapter 36 What Bones?
Back to modern times, when I opened my eyes, it was still midnight, and the clock didn't seem to move, and it seemed that it had gone by 1 minute.Lu Cheng was not allowed to fall asleep, so he couldn't make a strict judgment.

He knew that the jade ring had the function of preserving freshness. The tendon-relieving grass collected before was still green and hadn't withered, so he didn't worry about the animal bones rotting.

Although it was late at night, he didn't feel sleepy, so he turned on the computer and thought about how to sign up to participate in marathons across the country.

Because he shined in the Quancheng Marathon, turned out to break the national record, and it became easier to participate in the rest of the marathon, and there was no need to draw lots.

He reported five races in Hangzhou, Xiamen, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Fuma in one breath, all in November and December.

These are all competitions located in the south. Because of the colder weather in the northern cities, this year's competitions are over.

Afterwards, Lu Cheng quietly studied "The Chanting of the Great Witch", without saying a word all night long.

The next day I went to the hospital for an internship and changed to the gynecology department.

Young male doctors are a little embarrassed to practice in gynecology, but this is a link that general practitioners must go through.

There is no need to elaborate on the content of the internship. There are a lot of abortions. Seeing the painful expressions of young women one after another, Lu Cheng felt a lot in his heart: "Oh, it's not easy to be a woman. If you have children normally, you can bear the pain." That's all. Pity these extra sufferers..."

He has no right to blame women, let alone men, he can only sigh.

At noon, he received a call from the Daicheng Sports Bureau: "Hello, Lu Cheng, our bureau learned that you participated in the Quancheng Marathon and broke the national record. I would like to call you to congratulate you! Please come to the Track and Field Management Center when you are free. Fill out some forms."

Lu Cheng asked, "What form are you filling out?"

"You have to register with the Athletics Association so that you can participate in the professional marathon. In addition, I would like to invite you to participate in the [-]-meter test."

"Okay, what time do you get off work?"

"Get off work at 05:30."

"Then I'll be there at 5 o'clock."

Lu Cheng thought to himself: "Whether to participate in the [-]-meter race is another matter. Since I have decided to participate in the marathon, I can only register."

At 5 o'clock, he appeared on time at the Track and Field Sports Management Center of the Municipal Sports Bureau, and was warmly received.

For a civil servant in the sports bureau of a small city, whether he can get promoted depends on whether he can achieve results. To achieve results, he must have high-level athletes.

Before that, there were very few national-level athletes in Daicheng, let alone top talents who broke national records.

Now that a dark horse suddenly appeared, it must be taken care of carefully!

After some patient enlightenment and persuasion, Lu Cheng finally agreed to participate in the [-]-meter test.

The other party also wanted to persuade Lu Cheng to participate in vocational training, but Lu Cheng refused to agree.

"I'm an amateur athlete, and I don't care about improving my skills. Everything depends on my performance, and it doesn't matter what I run."

"Without good technique, it is easy to cause physical injury."

"I am a student of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so I know my physical condition."

"Okay, let's talk about it later."

After filling out a few forms and going through the cutscenes, Lu Cheng is considered a registered athlete.

When Lu Cheng returned home, he found that there was no one at home.

He took out two small pieces of tiger bones and a small piece of antelope bone, and broke them with the back of a knife. He opened the refrigerator and saw some pig bones inside, so he took them out, threw them into the pressure cooker, added some pepper, aniseed, ginger, cooking wine, Start to make soup, and cook rice with the rice cooker by the way.

He still has these simple cooking skills.As long as you have the heart these days, what cooking skills can't be learned?There are various teachings on the Internet, just follow the instructions.

Only a quarter of an hour later, Lu Xinyuan's cheerful laughter was heard in his ears.

Then his mother, Rao Yuqiu, entered the house and asked, "Son, what are you cooking?"

Lu Cheng replied: "I boiled bone soup, Mom, would you like to stir-fry some vegetables?"

"Okay, let me change my clothes." Rao Yuqiu took off his business clothes and changed into casual clothes, and walked into the kitchen.

When Lu Tianming came in at [-] o'clock, dinner was already ready.

During the meal, Lu Cheng drank half a pot of soup.

At first, the family didn't pay attention, but when the bone was taken out, Lu Tianming suddenly looked startled and asked, "What kind of bone is this?"

Lu Cheng smiled and said, "Pig bones, otherwise, what else could it be?"

"No, although it's just bone fragments, I know it's not a pork bone. I don't know what the pork bones I bought at the weekend look like?"

The key point is that he is an archaeologist. Although he mainly studies ancient characters, ancient pottery, and porcelain, he is also proficient in paleontology.All kinds of bones are often unearthed in the tombs, mainly human bones, but also animals used for sacrifices, such as pigs, cows, sheep, dogs, and horse bones in the chariot and horse pits, so it is easy for him to detect abnormalities.But because the bone was broken by Lu Cheng, it couldn't be seen at a glance.

Lu Cheng smiled and said, "Dad, drink another bowl, drink more soup, it will strengthen your muscles and bones, and prolong your life!"

Lu Tianming took out another bone from the pot, put it together with the one in the bowl, looked at it for a while, and said, "This looks like a tailbone. It's hard to identify which animal. It looks like a saber-toothed tiger unearthed from the Wuling Tomb." Where's the tailbone?"

Rao Yuqiu patted the table lightly: "What are you talking about? The bones unearthed in the tomb can still make soup? Are you old and confused?"

"Ahem, I said it looks like a tiger bone, so it definitely didn't come out of a tomb. The bones of tens of thousands of years ago have long since lost their organic matter. How could they have tendon fascia?"

"That's impossible! The saber-toothed tiger has long been extinct!"

Lu Cheng drank the soup silently.

Lu Xinyuan didn't like to drink soup, and gnawed on pig bones with her two little hands.

Lu Tianming wanted to bring the tiger bones to the office, and looked through the documents for comparison.

However, just after eating, the bones were thrown into the trash can by Lu Cheng. Even the trash in the house was cleaned up and thrown into the big trash can outside the building.

At Lu Tianming's age, he was usually polite and gentle, and it was impossible for him to jump in to pick up trash, so he had to give up.

That night, he practiced "Flying Dragon Feet" and "White Monkey Arm", and he felt a little heat in his limbs, which seemed a little different from the past.

Lu Cheng practiced the "carrying tripod pose" in the room.

After practicing for a while, he felt that the effect of empty training was limited, so he walked out of the house, walked across a street, and entered the nearest gym.

Koukou was in charge of receiving a young girl with two braids, square-frame glasses, and freckles on the bridge of her nose. When she saw Lu Cheng coming in, she quickly greeted her warmly: "Brother, is it for a card or a timer? "

Lu Cheng said, "Let me take a look first, okay?"

"Brother, please come in. Our 'Mengxiong' gym is small in scale, without a swimming pool or track and field track, but it has its own characteristics. We mainly focus on weightlifting, and we use weightlifting to shape our body. We have a variety of barbells And tension equipment. Our curator, Zhao Mengxiong, is a retired national player who once won the runner-up in weightlifting in the National Games... There is also a professional weightlifting coach who has contact with the Weightlifting Competition Center of the Municipal Sports Bureau..."

Lu Cheng took a general look, and found that what the other party said was correct, and basically had all kinds of equipment, so he said: "Then I choose to apply for a card, come for half a year first, and then continue later."

"Okay, do you want to hire a sparring partner and a professional coach?"

"No, I'll try it myself."

"Every equipment has someone to guide you before you use it..."

(End of this chapter)