The first thousand two hundred and eighteen chapters betting on horses (four)
Chapter 1,218 Horse Racing (4)
Although Zhuang Rui's Zhuifeng looks very good, Dr. Shu Wen still doesn't think much of this horse. The reason is simply because Zhuifeng has passed the best time for horse racing training and it is impossible to compete with those horses in a short distance.
Thoroughbred horses are longer and shorter.
"Dr. Shu Wen, you can only tell the quality of a horse by running through it. Is this the horse you want to compete in this time?"
Zhuang Rui smiled when he heard the words and did not engage in a verbal argument. Some things are more convincing when done than said. At this moment, Zhuang Rui focused on the pureblood horse following Shu Wen.
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The height of this horse is about 1.7 meters, and its hair is dark red, as smooth and shiny as silk. The horse's back is straight and its lines are very graceful. Even though Zhuang Rui doesn't understand horses, he can still see this horse.
The horses are extraordinary.
Dr. Shu Wen turned back and rubbed the horse's back and neck with his hand, and said proudly: "Yes, this horse is called Rocket. It is a descendant of a purebred horse among the British royal horses. Its family tree can be traced back to two generations.
A hundred years ago, it was one of the most noble horses in the world..."
Not only do famous dogs have to pay attention to pedigree, the pedigree inheritance of horses is even stricter. The longer a thoroughbred horse is passed down, the more expensive it is, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.
Because Shu Wen had good relations with the British royal family, he was able to purchase one, but it cost him tens of millions of dollars, which was as much as the price of a luxurious private jet.
"Haha, Rocket, a very good name..."
Zhuang Rui smiled noncommittally after hearing the English name of the horse. When translated into Chinese, it means rocket, which shows how fast this horse is.
While Zhuang Rui and Dr. Shu Wen were chatting, several more people walked into the racecourse. Behind them, there was a jockey holding a horse.
Zhuang Rui looked closely and saw that in addition to Guo Tycoon, Li Chaoren was also here. However, although they were wearing casual sportswear, they were not wearing rider clothes like Dr. Shu Wen.
"Little guy, you're here too, tsk tsk, when I see your horse, I can throw away my horse..." Guo Daheng's voice came from a long distance away.
"Haha, old man, how about we compete for a lap?"
Zhuang Rui laughed when he heard this. He had a better impression of this straightforward old man than the gloomy gambling king.
"Forget it, I haven't ridden a horse in more than ten years, my old bones can't stand the bumps..."
Even business tycoons like Tycoon Guo have to bow their heads in the face of time. Not to mention people like them, even those who are as powerful as Genghis Khan conquered a huge empire on horseback. In the end, they will no longer be able to ride on their beloved horses.
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"By the way, young man, have you chosen the jockey for tomorrow's race?"
Li Chaoren, who was standing side by side with Guo Daheng, asked Zhuang Rui with concern. Like Guo Daheng, he had placed heavy bets on Zhuang Rui.
Zhuang Rui smiled and brought Timur on one side over, and said: "I will be my sworn brother Anda Timur to be the jockey. He is a famous horseman on the prairie..."
"He's a jockey?"
After Li Chaoren and Guo Daheng looked Timur up and down, strange expressions suddenly appeared on their faces, and they stood there looking at each other.
"What's wrong? You two old men, Timur's riding skills are much better than mine..."
Although the two old men said nothing, Zhuang Rui saw a look of disapproval on Dr. Shu Wen's face. It was obvious that they did not think highly of Timur.
"Ahem, little guy, this jockey is very important to horse racing. Although this young man is very good, he is a bit too tall..."
With the age, status and status of Guo Daheng and others, there was no need to hide their concerns when talking to Zhuang Rui, and they directly expressed their concerns.
Moreover, after seeing Timur, the two tycoons in the Chinese business circle began to waver in their previous decisions. If someone like Timur is allowed to be a jockey, the probability of Zhuang Rui winning is...
A little smaller.
You must know that speed horse racing is about stimulating the horse's maximum potential in the shortest possible time. This also requires that the horse's load be as light as possible. Therefore, speed horse racing jockeys are generally under 1.7 meters tall.
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Timur's tall figure, which is over 1.8 meters tall and weighs nearly 200 kilograms, is extremely rare even among jockeys in freestyle horse racing.
The horses in the speed race are not Mongolian horses, they are all extremely expensive purebred horses. Such a person riding on the horse will definitely have a decisive impact on the outcome of the race.
And being able to ride and understand horses does not necessarily mean you will become a good jockey. In the horse racing world, although jockeys are overshadowed by famous horses, the effort behind them is a lot of training and sweat.
If you want to become a qualified rider and achieve the state of harmony between man and horse, you must first become good friends with the horse, understand the horse's habits, diet, preferences, and the biological clock must be consistent with the horse.
A good jockey has very strict mental and physical requirements. For example, when riding a horse and galloping across the world, the bumps on the horse's back and the strength of the legs must be well controlled. A piece of bread should be eaten and how much milk should be drank.
They all have explanations.
A famous horseman in the horse racing industry once said: It took me three months to learn to sit on a horse, three months to learn to step on the stirrups, and another three months to overcome the soreness in my legs after riding a lap.
Although Timur lived on the prairie and got along with horses since childhood, Guo Daheng and others could see that Zhui Feng was not familiar with him, which was one of the reasons why they were not optimistic about Timur.
"Zhuang Ruian replied, what did they say?"
Timur didn't quite understand the Cantonese Mandarin spoken by Guo Daheng and others, but he could tell that these people seemed to be talking about him.
"Timur's answer, it's nothing. They want to see your elegance when riding a horse. You can ride around on Chasing the Wind..."
Zhuang Rui didn't dare to tell the truth to Timur, otherwise once the bloody nature of the prairie man came to light, regardless of the noble status of the old people in front of him, he might be able to show off to them on the spot.
"Okay, I've long wanted to ride and chase the wind..."
Timur didn't have that much thought. He was overjoyed after hearing Zhuang Rui's words. He had been coveting Zhui Feng for a long time, but Zhui Feng never bought his account. That is to say, Zhuang Rui did a lot of work for Zhui Feng yesterday.
, and then he reluctantly let Timur ride on his back.
When handing over the reins to Timur, Zhuang Rui leaned into Timur's ear and whispered softly: "Brother Timur, don't let go of the speed when you look back. Try to go as slowly as possible, don't let them see our
Come to reality..."
"Hehe, I know, I promise to surprise them tomorrow..."
Timur smiled when he heard this, without putting on the stirrup, he directly put one hand around Zhui Feng's neck, jumped up and sat on the horse, while Zhui Feng stood firmly on the spot, his body shaking.
Not even a single sway.
"good!"
"Not bad, riding skills are good..."
Timur's action of mounting the horse made several people onlookers praise him loudly. The fact that he was over 1.8 meters tall and could perform such dexterous movements actually gave several old people a little confidence in Timur.
Dr. Shu Wen, who was standing nearby, frowned steadily when he saw this scene. From his actions just now, he could see something that Guo Daheng and others had not observed.
It goes without saying that Timur was an expert in riding, but what Dr. Shu Wen paid more attention to was Zhui Feng’s physique. A man weighing nearly 200 kilograms climbed onto a horse without even a trace of shaking, which shows Zhui Feng’s strength.
It is huge, far beyond comparison with ordinary horses.
A strong horse often means stronger explosive power, which is what short-distance speed horse racing pursues. This scene made Dr. Shu Wen feel a little uneasy. Could it be that he was about to lose to this magical boy again?
"Oh, oh, oh, come on!"
While Shu Wen was thinking about it, Timur was already galloping out. He didn't need to make any movements at all. He just gave a few simple instructions and Zhui Feng ran onto the track.
"Lulu!!!"
At this moment, there were three or five horses on the track of the racecourse undergoing adaptive training. A long neigh of chasing the wind resounded throughout the racecourse, making these horses turn around in shock.
"Hey, I said, can't you run a little slower?"
When Zhuang Rui saw the scene on the runway, he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart. He just told Timur specifically, but this guy just turned away and forgot what he said?
Like a flash of lightning, Timur rode Zhui Feng and overtook several horses continuously. In the eyes of others, Timur must be pushing Zhui Feng hard, raising Zhui Feng's speed to the fastest.
But only Timur knew, for mercy's sake, after hearing Zhuang Rui's words, he kept pulling the horse's rein back, trying to limit Chai Feng's speed and not expose Chai Feng's strength too early.
However, Chai Feng grew up on the prairie and always maintained the pride of a horse king. He would never allow any horse to run in front of him, so he ignored Timur's actions and quickly left several horses behind.
behind.
Fortunately, Zhui Feng slowed down immediately after overtaking a few horses, and with Timur riding on it, it also felt a little uncomfortable, twisting its neck and sneezing constantly.
In the eyes of experts, this is a sign that there is no tacit understanding between the jockey and the horse. Dr. Shu Wen, who was just startled by Chai Feng's sudden burst of speed, saw this situation and his face showed signs of confusion again.
Smiled.
Although Zhui Feng's speed just now was not slow, it was still slower than the top thoroughbred horses. The horse's pace slowed down after that, which made Dr. Shu Wen think that this was because the horse's physical strength was weak.
There is no tacit understanding between man and horse, and his physical strength is not as good as that of a thoroughbred horse. In Shu Wen's opinion, it is impossible to win the race.
