Chapter One Hundred and One Amateur Sports School

Gymnastics Hong Tao will not choose, he is very afraid of those soft body movements, and he doesn't want to hurt all the tendons in the future, if it is male and female athletes training together, he gritted his teeth and maybe he can last for a year, but unfortunately this is impossible.

In the end, Chinese wrestling and judo remain, compared to other sports, these two are at least somewhat useful to themselves, even if you don't have to fight, you can still defend yourself.

As for which one to choose here, Hong Tao has already thought about it, Chinese-style wrestling is more inclined to competition, and judo is more practical, especially the winch and joint skills in it, which are very bad and easy to use in actual fighting, and can also make the opponent lose the ability to resist without injuring the opponent's body.

These are Hong Tao's personal experiences, before he got married in his last life, he was once obsessed with a female coach in the gym, and he went to tease the poor with others when he had nothing to do. As a result, the female coach didn't take a fancy to him, but she couldn't say it directly, and finally she was annoyed by him, so she gave him a judo lesson, saying that if Hong Tao could knock her down in uniform, she would promise to make friends with Hong Tao.

The final result was that Hong Tao didn't even touch the edge of other people's bodies, and was thrown to the ground twice in a row, and each time the female coach used her body or legs to make several large joints of her body to death, and there was no room for resistance if she didn't admit defeat, and in the end she could only retreat in a gray way.

"I'd better go learn judo!" Hong Tao thought for a while and told the two sports school teachers his decision.

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"Judo is not bad, okay, we agree to accept you in principle, but we still have to ask your parents to agree, so let's do it, Sunday morning, you bring your parents to the sports school to come to me, we have to talk to your parents face to face to finalize, there is no problem, right?" The teachers of the sports school are not surprised, but Hong Tao's words do not count, and the consent of the students' parents is required.

"I said Hong Tao, why did you choose a judo? It's an unpopular project, and there is no big way out in the future!" Hong Tao chose the project, and even if he completed the task, he just came out of the principal's office with his front foot, and the physical education teacher chased after him.

"Teacher, let me tell you the truth, I don't plan to engage in sports at all, the competition in this industry is too fierce, if you want to get ahead, it is more difficult than taking the entrance examination to Peking University, there are so many people on the single-plank bridge squeezed forward, I don't want to go up to block others." But don't worry, my little body can at least toss and turn in elementary school, and then hold a sports meeting in the future, if you lack that project, you will report me, I can't win glory for the country, I am still willing to do my best to fight for the school and you to fight for some face! And do you think my father can agree to let me engage in sports in the future? This is a very real problem! I understand your kindness in my heart, but I have to go my own way, I will go back to class first, goodbye teacher!" Hong Tao simply told his physical education teacher his thoughts, lest he fight for any opportunities for himself in the future, and he can't go yet, so that both of them are uncomfortable.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Alas, what a good seedling! Why is there no self-motivation at all? No wonder other teachers say you are a freak!" The physical education teacher had nothing to say, and stood there watching Hong Tao walk away.

After returning home in the evening, Hong Tao brought up the matter of going to the sports school to participate in the training class on the dinner table, saying that he had promised his father before that he would not delay his studies, just to exercise, and that he would have extra points when he went to school in the future. Although his father was reluctant to let Hong Tao distract himself anymore, Hong Tao blocked all the reasons for his opposition in advance, and gave a big cake with extra points in the entrance exam, and he could only reluctantly agree.

Dongcheng District Juvenile Sports School is at the east gate of the Temple of Heaven, not close to Hong Tao's house, but the car is relatively smooth, take the 116 bus from the door of the house, and go to the edge of the Temple of Heaven until the pestle, and then walk one stop to arrive. Basically, it is on a street, but this street runs through the entire capital from north to south, Hong Tao's house is in the north, and the sports school is in the south. On Sunday, Hong Tao's father took him to the sports school, found the teacher Zhang, asked about the training course arrangement in person, and then helped Hong Tao go through the procedures, starting from the next week, Hong Tao did not have to go to school in the afternoon of every three or five days, and went directly to the sports school for training after lunch.

The coach of the judo class is only more than 3o years old, surnamed Pang, and Hong Tao father and son also met on the same day, his figure is very distinctive, his arms and legs are short, and he is not as tall as Hong Tao's father, Teacher Zhang introduced that he retired from the Beijing Judo team, and he also won the ranking in the national competition.

"Dad, do you see our coach, just rush him, you don't have to worry about me doing sports in the future, he has been in the professional team since he was a child, and he has practiced for at least 2o years, but he can only run here to teach us children when he is just over 3o years old, and he has no money to have a good job, and maybe he has an injury. In addition, there are many others who are not as good as him, so ah, I am just exercising, and in the future, I will go to university according to your ideas, and then get a master's degree or doctorate. "Hong Tao can't always hit his father, take advantage of this opportunity to quickly make his father feel comfortable.

"Hahahaha, I'm relieved if you can say that, let's go, let's not go home for dinner, I'll take you to eat roast duck!" "My father listened to Hong Tao's words, it was as comfortable as drinking a bottle of chilled Arctic Ocean soda in dog days, and he dared to go outside to spend money indiscriminately, it seems that my father also has a small treasury in his pocket!

Speaking of this roast duck, it can be regarded as a business card of the capital, Quanjude. However, in the eyes of the people of the old capital, Quanjude is not the most authentic, and the authentic roast duck should be a cheap room roast duck restaurant on the first floor of the Hademen Hotel at the intersection of Chongwenmen Road. If calculated according to history, the cheap shop is much earlier than Quanjude, it was used in the way of roasting suckling pig on roast duck from the Qing Dynasty court, until the end of the Qing Dynasty, there was Quanjude outside the front door.

Although they are all called roast duck, the cheap shop is a roast duck in the oven, and Quanjude is a roast duck in the oven. The stove is to heat the brick stove with straw, and then send the ducks in, close the door to roast, and the door cannot be opened after the door is closed. When to cook and when to produce the duck all depend on the experience of the master, so the technical requirements are relatively high. And because it is roasted slowly in a closed environment relying on the heat of the hearth, the fat and water loss of the duck's inner body is relatively small, so the roasted duck is very tender and soft, just like the freshly steamed steamed buns.

The technique of hanging the oven to roast duck was improved from the simmering oven, and the stoves were almost the same, except that there was no door, and the burning material had changed from straw to fruit wood. Because there is no furnace door, and there is an open flame underneath, the temperature in the oven is relatively high, so the roasted duck loses more moisture and oil, the duck skin is relatively crispy, and the meat is not so soft.

As for which is delicious and which is not, it depends on everyone's tastes, and there is no standard for this thing. The reason why the later generations think of Quanjude as soon as they say the roast duck in Beijing is mainly due to historical reasons and some other factors, the master of the cheap roast duck restaurant has lost more strictly, and the craftsmanship has been lost, while Quanjude is more positive, close to the organization is good, the country has a banquet or something to take foreign guests to Quanjude, and over time, Quanjude has become popular.

Eating roast duck is actually very particular about the procedure, first this duck up, you can't tear it with your hands, you have to wait for the master to give you a slice with a knife, a duck to slice 1o8 pieces of meat down, and the pieces have to be with belt meat, this procedure should be carried out in front of the guests, you can't say that you take it to the back kitchen to get, and finally serve me a few plates on it.

After the whole duck is sliced, the duck's head should be divided into two with a knife, and then put it on a plate together with the piece of meat on the duck's buttocks, and serve it to the person sitting at the table, which is called having a head and a tail, and then you can start eating the duck.

There are two ways to eat duck, one is to use a thin dough cake similar to a pancake, called lotus leaf cake, this cake is put in the palm of the hand and then loosened, so that it cannot be glued together. Put three pieces of duck meat in this cake, and then wrap it into a long package with cucumber strips, green onion white, and sweet noodle sauce, and then put it in your mouth, which is called a roll of duck. When people ask you how many ducks you eat in one meal, you say that I ate ten rolls! You can't say that I ate half of them! That's a layman!

In addition to eating meat, there is also a pair of duck racks that are also a good thing, you can take it home and put some cabbage, vermicelli and then slowly grunt over a small fire, and even how to eat soup and vegetables. Hong Tao and his father ate a total of half a duck, and the rest of the duck meat and duck racks were packed and taken home, and they could eat a meal at night.

When taking the bus home, Hong Tao saw his two small shops from the car, and now the glass at the door of the store has been pasted with a lot of big photos of clothes and shapes, although it is incomparable with those beautifully printed advertising paintings in later generations, but in this era, it is still quite attractive, there are always some young men who come here to have a good time, looking at the big girl in the photo and secretly swallowing saliva.

The eldest girl in the photo is working at the door at this time, Han Yan is holding a large aluminum basin, and is hanging towels on the clothesline with her feet stretched out, this is the heaviest job in the corridor, there are dozens of towels that need to be cleaned every day, and it is very difficult to wash, because it is stained with chemical liquid, if you don't wash it, there will always be a smell of ammonia in the future.

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