082 The flexible three-hundred-pound fat man and his friends
"Well, I believe you." Zhao Xuan lowered her head, her chin pressed against the two small watermelons, the expression on her face was very complicated, she took a deep breath, and then untied the top of the snakeskin bag
red plastic rope.
The weight of cooked food, even if it is 100 kilograms, is only half full.
The mouth of the snakeskin bag was opened, and a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine came out from the snakeskin bag. When Zhao Xuan smelled these high-quality ripe rehmannia, her eyes shone with a strange light, as if she had seen diamonds.
"Why is this Zhao Xuan so excited? Could it be that she is also a practitioner?" Zhao Xuan's unusual behavior naturally could not escape Chen Ping'an's observation, and he found that the latter seemed to be too excited.
Zhao Xuan arched her waist, reached down, grabbed a piece of ripe ground that was as dark as dried sweet potatoes, put it under her nose and smelled it, "How much is the total?"
Her skills in identifying cooked rehmannia were really poor. Chen Anping estimated that she was a complete layman. No wonder she was deceived by an old farmer selling medicine in the town.
"8000."
"8000?" Zhao Xuan obviously didn't believe it was so expensive.
"This cooked land has met the standards for export to Fusang and North Korea. It is also exquisite, nine-steamed and nine-dried. You can never buy it in the market. I have already sold a batch to the boss Kuang Quan who runs a pharmaceutical factory in the county.
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"I know Kuang Quan. His pharmaceutical factory is the largest traditional Chinese medicine company in Yicheng. I once went to their company to interview him. He also said that many hospitals and pharmacies in our city purchase goods from his company.
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"As expected of a reporter, I know so many people." Chen Anping smiled.
"It's just acquaintance, not familiarity."
She took out her mobile phone and started to transfer money, "The money has been transferred, so I will go back first."
"No problem." Chen Ping'an smiled and made another 8,000 yuan, feeling very happy.
He politely picked up the 100 kilograms of cooked land and walked to the trunk of Zhao Xuan's car.
"Goodbye!" Chen An'an waved to Zhao Xuan who started to leave.
As a big customer like Zhao Xuan, he must be more polite. They might come to his house to buy medicine next time.
"Hey!" Zhao Xuan, who was driving away in the car, looked at Chen An'an's gradually shrinking figure and couldn't help but sigh. She turned to look in the direction of the trunk of the car, "I hope I can completely repair dad's old injuries this time.
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After the car disappeared at the edge of the village, Chen Ping'an looked at the attribute panel in his mind.
After practicing Tai Chi and a set of Tai Chi swords for an hour, the former increased my proficiency by 20 points, and the latter increased my proficiency by 5 points.
It seems that if you want to break through lv3 Tai Chi, you must spend more time practicing!
He walked home, entered the room, and took out a square piece of electronic equipment and a small timer.
Before he knew it, he had been practicing for a month, and now he wanted to test his specific strength level.
100-meter sprint, boxing strength, endurance, jumping ability, etc...
Chen Ping'an was wearing a black bunt, with black weight-bearing equipment tied to his chest, back, arms, wrists, and legs. The load was stretched to the limit - 200 kilograms.
The heaviest weight-bearing equipment sold online is 50 kilograms, but Chen Ping An found a merchant and spent a lot of money to customize a 100 kilogram weight-bearing equipment.
But little did he know that the merchant later told him that there was also a 200-kilogram load-bearing equipment, but it would make a big fat man wear it, and the price had doubled several times.
Of course Chen Anping is going to become a big fat man!
At this time, he looked like a big fat man. From a distance, his limbs looked very fat. Every step he took on the ground made a heavy sound.
Wearing 400 kilograms of weight-bearing equipment, Chen An'an felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him. His chest and limbs felt like they were being evenly compressed by a hydraulic machine on every part of his body. His breathing could not help but become heavier.
His breathing rate suddenly increased from the normal 20 times to about 30 times, and his heartbeat also increased from about 60 times to about 100 times.
As for blood pressure, he estimated it to be at least 160/100mmhg.
At this time, his brain was severely congested. The 400-pound weight-bearing equipment would increase the energy consumption rate of the body, especially the energy consumption of the muscles. He was panting heavily on the rugged mountain road toward the quarry.
trot.
Frequently, stones on the roadside are stepped on by the edge of shoes and ejected at high speed.
Crack, crackle!
The high-speed ejection of stones hit the surrounding bushes and directly broke the tree trunk as thick as a thumb.
"The stones I spattered are actually so powerful!" Chen Anping looked at the broken branches with great satisfaction, and then continued to trot.
A while ago, he tried walking slowly while holding a boulder weighing about 600 kilograms.
But now I am jogging with 400 kilograms of weight-bearing equipment on my back, and the burden on myself is far more than walking slowly with 600 kilograms of rocks.
After trotting back and forth for two times, Chen An'an couldn't stand it anymore, so he found a big rock and sat down on it.
The veins on his forehead bulged out like tendons, intertwined like spider webs.
Beads of sweat as big as mung beans poured out freely from his forehead and scalp under his short hair. Feeling unbearably hot, Chen An'an immediately raised his head and looked at the sky.
This kind of challenge in which life reaches its extreme is indeed torture and enjoyment.
He slowly calmed down his breathing and began to adjust his breathing rate, which slowly dropped from about 35 times.
30 times.
25 times.
20 times.
It’s already normal!
The next moment, his legs exploded, like an African cheetah charging towards its prey, he stepped forward and started running wildly.
Trotting is indeed uncomfortable, but he can rely on his strong willpower to continue exercising.
But he was not satisfied, he wanted to challenge more abnormal exercise methods.
That means wearing 400 kilograms of load-bearing equipment and running wildly at the foot of the mountain covered with large and small rocks, and running to his limit!
Bang bang bang bang!
Chen Ping An stepped on the ground, forming a ten centimeter deep footprint. The stone beneath his feet was shaken and flew high due to the sudden step.
Some thumb-sized stones even hit him directly!
Although he was running wildly, his speed was not fast, which was equivalent to the speed of a woman who barely exercised because after her bag was robbed, she frantically chased the bag thief.
Bang bang bang bang!
Chen An'an's heartbeat was rising exponentially, and by the end he could even feel his throat beating.
After running about 300 meters, he couldn't stand it anymore and was forced to stop.
"Hahaha!"
He gasped for air, his whole body seemed to be exhausted, and he sat directly on the ground.
But the next second, his mind went blank, as if his brain had been removed, and he fainted.
Ten minutes passed.
Chen Anping opened his eyes and looked at the white clouds in the sky, "He actually fainted!"
Chen Anping was surprised. He probably fainted because he exercised too hard and pushed his body to the limit. His body was overloaded.
Fainting is a protective mechanism formed during the course of human evolution to prevent the owner of the body from deliberately seeking death!
"Let's trot!"
Chen Anping stood up slowly and started to trot.
This time, he didn't dare to seek death for nothing.
"Huh?" Chen Ping'an was surprised. This time he started jogging a little more easily than at the beginning.
Although it's not very obvious, he is a professional practitioner and can judge his current physical condition from his heart rate and breathing.
The trot continued into the evening.
When he got tired during the journey, he sat on a big rock and rested for a few minutes.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Chen An'an's forehead, and a touch of orange-red sunlight made him dazzled. Chen An'an glanced at the time on his phone, "It's so late!"
After jogging all the way, Chen returned to the basketball court safely.
Bang!
A basketball hit the backboard hard.
A few little kids stood on the backboard, heads raised, ready to grab the ball.
The little kid Chen Xinwu jumped up, raised his arms, and was about to catch the falling basketball.
But at this moment, a bloated fat man jumped up high.
Like a trapeze artist, he grabbed the falling basketball, made a 360-degree spin in the air, and then dunked the ball with both hands.
The three little kids were all shocked.
Snot-nosed boy: "Holy crap, who is this!"
Chapter completed!