"It's okay, thank you, Qiang Shi." Ben shook his head slightly.
"What happened?" Qiang Shi glanced at Li Han not far away.
"Qiang Shi, you know, Ben and we were just talking about Hank Racecourse. Yes, it is Hank Racecourse." The cowboy next to him said. "You know, Hank Racecourse has signed up for all competitions in this horse racing festival."
"Hank Racecourse?" Qiang Shi was a little confused. "I haven't heard of it. Is it a newly opened racecourse?"
"That's right, the racecourse has just been opened, and you just met that Chinese guy." Ben said.
"It's really incredible that the Chinese open a racecourse." Qiang Shi said.
"Yes, this arrogant Chinese," said Ben. "He thought he could build a famous racecourse with Franklin. What a stupid guy."
"Ben, stop talking, Qiang Shi, you saw that guy, after hearing our conversation, maybe he was a little dissatisfied." The cowboy next to him said.
"Ben, don't do this. This Chinese boy will definitely be taught a lesson." Qiang Shi said.
The cowboys looked at Li Han with a bit of anger in their eyes.
"Han, you were so cool just now," Natalie said. "You just seemed to piss off these cowboys."
"Maybe we should leave here." Alta said.
Li Han nodded. There were several children here. Li Han didn't want to have a conflict. He just went over to say hello. "Okay, let's leave here after drinking."
"Hey, wait and see, I must teach this arrogant guy a lesson."
"That's right."
"We should tell this Chinese guy that this is Billings, not Hank's Racecourse." Several cowboys said. "Ben, you know a few jockeys from Jones Racecourse. I think those jockeys,
Maybe you are interested in teaching the Chinese boy a lesson."
"That's right." The other cowboys said one after another.
Ben nodded. This guy had just been severely punished by Li Han and lost face. Ben picked up the whiskey and drank it in one gulp. He nodded and stood up. "Qiang Shi, thank you very much."
Let's talk, Ben, got up and walked straight to the exit of the bar. He passed by Li Han's table and glanced at Li Han.
"Han, this guy isn't coming here to fight you, is he?" Natalie whispered.
"Natalie." Alta didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and had a rich imagination.
"Dad can beat a bad uncle with one hand."
The little Dudu man waved his little fist and said.
"Yeah, uncle is awesome." The baby said with a look of admiration.
Hamdan curled his lips, two childish villains.
Ben just snorted and walked out of the bar.
"You are such a coward." Natalie curled her lips, full of disdain. This girl was completely afraid of the world being in chaos.
"Okay, we should go."
Li Han drank the glass of wine and said, "I need to buy a saddle for Xiao Heihei."
"Okay." Natalie originally wanted to watch Li Han's Chinese Kung Fu. Although Li Han always said no, Natalie was very sure that Han knew Chinese Kung Fu.
"Oh, look, that arrogant Chinese is leaving." Several cowboys said. "Let's go and tell everyone that this arrogant Chinese will definitely pay the price for his arrogance."
The organizer of the Montana Horse Racing Festival compiled the registration list and was slightly startled when he saw that Hank Racecourse was filled with registrations for all sixteen events.
"Everyone, come here and take a look. This racecourse has actually signed up to participate in sixteen events. God, this is the first time a racecourse has signed up to participate in the Horse Racing Festival in the past ten years. All events, God, this racecourse is crazy."
"Hank Racecourse?"
Another referee was a little confused. "I haven't heard that there is a Hank Racecourse in Montana. Could it be from another state?"
"No, look, it says here, Button Town, Komising Town, Hank Racecourse." Another referee said.
"Komixing Town, is it the racecourse run by that Chinese boy?" A member of the organizing committee who was sorting out the information said with a frown.
"Chinese?"
“Can the Chinese raise horses?”
"This guy, doesn't he know that a racecourse must focus on its own advantages in certain events, only then can it have the possibility of achieving good results?" Another older referee said.
"Oh, Bird, you know how ignorant the Chinese rich people are now, but I like them. Bird, you know, the last time a Chinese rich man bought riding horses, God, I recommended to him, twenty horses
A Quarter with champion pedigree." A judge standing next to him was a horse breeder from a large racecourse.
"Elite, only a fool would do this if you ride a horse of champion blood." The elderly referee next to him curled his lips and said.
"Bird, you are wrong. The Chinese rich man was very happy and paid the money very simply. God, he wrote a check on the spot. This is the most generous guest I have ever seen." Elliott said with a proud look on his face.
"One and a half million dollars, hey, how generous." Elliott said. "I like, Chinese rich people."
"What a stupid guy," Bird said.
A riding horse costs about 10,000 US dollars, which is enough. Of course, the price of a champion pedigree quarter is a bit higher, but the pedigree is thin and it is not suitable for horse racing.
Perhaps only the wealthy Chinese are willing to accept this kind of mixed-blood horse with an impure bloodline but a good reputation. You must know that whether it is a horse farm, a ranch, or a farm, those who buy riding horses will not buy such horses with extremely poor cost performance.
Several referees were very excited when talking about the recent rich people in China. "I didn't expect that more and more Chinese people would fall in love with horse breeding. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing."
"It was a good thing at the time. You know, if the Chinese rich just bought horses, it would be a good thing for us. But if they bought horse farms, God, I can't believe what would happen." Bird said.
"That's right." Elliot said.
"If there are more Hank Racecourses, I think there will be fewer and fewer horse racing venues in Montana. If the Chinese want to learn how to raise horses, they may have to wait another fifty years," said the young horse breeder next to him.
Byrd and Elliott, several members of the organizing committee beside them, nodded slightly. "The Chinese are too pursuing profits. They will not give everything to cultivate a good horse. Maybe they can get more benefits, but they can't."
A real good horse.”
Montana, and even the entire American horse racing circle, has an impression of the Chinese people who are still in the stage of stupidly spending money. It has to be said that this is a common problem of many domestic horse farms. Many times, horse farms are opened more for the purpose of making profits. As for
Breeding horse breeds is not only about domestic environment, but also about ideology. No one wants to do this.
The appearance of Hank Racecourse, in the eyes of everyone, is more like a Chinese rich man who created a toy on impulse. As for signing up to participate in all the projects, God, it can only mean that this Chinese man is crazy.
"Too arrogant."
"This guy must be crazy if he wants to win all the championships." A jockey at Jones Racecourse roared angrily.
"Ben, this arrogant guy will definitely pay the price for his arrogance."
"We will let him know how far away he is from the championship, arrogant boy."
Ben smiled. "Yes, Hank Racecourse actually looks down on all of us. God, how arrogant, arrogant and stupid this is."
Ben spent the whole afternoon talking about Hank Racecourse with nearly half of the jockeys and racecourse representatives. Of course, this guy didn't have anything nice to say. For a while, Hank Racecourse became famous.
However, it is all because of his bad reputation, arrogance, ignorance, and stupidity, and his arrogance has angered many racecourses. Many people have promised to teach Hank Racecourse a harsh lesson.
When Joanna and Mira learned the news, they both looked puzzled. "What did Han do?"
"Joanna, these are troublesome." Mira said.
Now almost everyone has heard that Hank Farm has signed up to participate in all events, and they don’t know when the news spread that Hank Farm wants to win all championships.
He even said more vividly that the boss of Hank Racecourse is arrogant and that Hank Racecourse is the best racecourse in Montana. There are more and more rumors, and Li Han's image is getting worse and worse.
"How could this happen?"
Mira, smiled bitterly.
"These bastards."
Joanna said, "Mira, we should discuss this with Han."
"Well, I hope Han has a good idea."
Helpless, the two of them didn't expect this to happen. They originally wanted to keep a low profile.
"Joanna, we are buying saddles, yes, it will take a while," Li Han said.
In the saddle shop, Li Han is customizing a saddle for Xiao Heihei. You must know that a good saddle takes time. "Can three days be enough? I can double the wages." Li Han said.
It would take a month, or at most a week, to make a custom-made saddle. Li Han didn't have time to wait. "No, no, three days is too short, sir. You know, a good saddle requires fine workmanship."
"A saddle takes at least fifty hours, six hours a day, and it takes me eight days," the craftsman said.
"No, three days at most." Li Han said. "I don't need patterns and some lines."
The craftsman thought about it and said, "Then it will take at least thirty-five hours, sir, a week, at least five days."
Li Han offered twice the price, but the craftsman was still tempted. You know, although business has been good recently, this was during the horse racing festival. Compared with previous years, sales dropped by nearly half.
"No, no, I need it for the horse racing festival."
"Horse racing day, sir, no, the time is too short." said the craftsman.
"That's such a pity." Li Han sighed helplessly.
"Okay, three days, but I need twice the price." The craftsman said that he wanted to contact a friend to make the saddle together.
"All right."
Li Han nodded.
Ten thousand dollars is really not cheap.
"dad."
Dudu pointed at the beautiful little leather boots. "Dudu, you want a pair of little leather boots?"
"Not bad."
Li Han looked at it. "How long does it take to order a pair of boots?"
One week to one month, mainly customized styles and patterns.
