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Chapter 688 Horse racing on another day?

Chapter 688 Horse racing another day?

"Sir! That horse is so beautiful!"

As a result, as the steward of the Li family said, it would be better not to compare. When everyone compared them, the difference between the two "sweat-blooded horses" was immediately apparent.

Zhen Luo covered her small mouth, pointed at the bloody horse in the distance that had just been led by the strange man, and exclaimed.

Huang Yueying and Ma Jun also stared at the scene in the distance with their eyes wide open. Sure enough-not only was the horse's coat more colorful than Mr. Chen's, but it was also taller and the muscles on its body could be seen as linear.

If you want to compare this horse to anything, it can only be compared to Liuyun Qingfeng.

pretty…

This is a wonderful word.

After Zhen Luo said it, everyone seemed to have the same feeling.

The sweat-blooded horse led by the short man was much more beautiful than Mr. Chen's sweat-blooded horse.

Everyone appreciates beauty and likes beautiful things, but it is also easy to fall into a misunderstanding. Beauty does not mean practicality——

It's just that... at the moment, this new sweaty horse clearly outclassed Mr. Chen's horse.

"Have you seen it? I have told you a long time ago that such a horse is a real bloody horse. Look at the color of that bloody horse!"

Sure enough, the man who had been talking to people around him just now really seized the opportunity. The horse Li Mansion sent someone to bring out, as he said before, was better than Mr. Chen in terms of coat color and body shape.

That one is much better.

"It seems like this is true... The sweaty horse owned by Mr. Chen's family looks like a pack horse..."

As soon as the word "pack horse" is said, many people can relate to it.

In ancient times, in addition to their responsibilities as war horses, horses were often used as pack horses during farming, helping to plow the fields and transport supplies——

The characteristics of a pack horse are naturally good endurance and a relatively stocky body. Compared with the truly precious war horses, pack horses can adapt to many different environments. For example, in the Xichuan and Xishu areas, there is a breed specially adapted to mountain life.

Short-footed draft horses, with their thick and wide hooves, can easily adapt to muddy or overgrown terrain, steep or flat terrain.

But... although pack horses have so many advantages, there is obviously no way to compare them with real war horses. After all, war horses also need the support of endurance, but for battlefields where the battle situation is fleeting, speed is the decisive factor.

The key to victory.

Therefore, in any case, extremely fast horses like the sweaty BMW have an absolute speed advantage in the pedalless era.

Naturally, in terms of price, there is an insurmountable gap between a sweat-horse and a draft horse.

Mr. Chen's so-called "sweat-blooded horse", which is currently being compared, now seems to be a deceptive act of using a workhorse as a sweat-blooded horse in the eyes of everyone.

Some people can still restrain their anger, but the public has always been very easy to be incited. With the accusation from the manager of the Li family and the instigation from some so-called insiders, all of a sudden, the tone of support for Mr. Chen just now changed.

Already.

"You! You are really going too far! I have been selling horses for decades and have never deceived anyone. I have always despised such behavior... You! For nearly a month, I have been selling horses in this Western Market.

Why have I never seen you... Could it be that you were specially invited by the steward of the Li Mansion to suppress my price?"

Good guy, Mr. Chen was right when he said this. Not only was the manager of the Li family a little embarrassed after being exposed, but the pock-marked man who was obviously temporarily hired by the manager of the Li family to act as the housekeeper was also a little panicked.

However, before the manager of the Li Mansion could refute and defend himself, the crowd that had been incited could no longer listen to Mr. Chen's words, and began to insult Mr. Chen one-sidedly:

"Bah! I really wasted my time before. I even scolded Manager Li for you old guy. Now it seems that it was just an unreasonable trick for you, this old guy, to get exposed!"

"How dare you, old man, dare to quibble. Facts speak louder than words. Your horses are just not as good as others. Are you still shamelessly deceiving people here?"

"Have you never lied to anyone? Don't make me laugh. You may not know yet, but Mr. Chen's son was exposed in the market for lies at that time. He kept saying that his packhorse was a bloody horse.

In the end, the old man from the Lin Mansion sent someone to break his leg... I saw it with my own eyes that day..."

Someone shouted loudly:

"I thought that this family of scammers would calm down a little bit, but I didn't expect that not even a month had passed, but Mr. Chen actually came out to deceive himself... and also claimed that he wanted to raise money to cure his child's lameness?

I see, this is just a trick used by this old guy to deceive our sympathy! Please don’t let him deceive you again!”

"A pack horse is a pack horse, just sell it for the price of a pack horse!"

There are also people who are not too concerned about the excitement and directly help the people in the Li family to determine the price - the price of a sweat-blooded BMW that starts at one hundred gold. Some people say that this horse is worth one gold at most. If you say this, you can take it.

Mr. Chen’s biological death.

"You keep saying that your horse is a bloody horse. Well, why not pull it out and start from Yongmen in Chang'an. Let's compete to see which of your horses returns to the West first.

The streets of the city? How about that?”

"You! What are you..."

It was impossible for Mr. Chen to agree. He was a man who knew horses very well. As soon as the opponent's horse was pulled out, he knew that he was going to fall into this trap... Why?

The opponent's horse is indeed a sweaty horse. Not only that, but also the kind of sweaty horse with the purest blood. Besides being excellent for viewing, this kind of sweaty horse has only one advantage, that is, it can run fast...

There is no horse in the world that can be faster than a purebred horse.

After his horse has been modified, its speed is naturally not as fast as the other's - if it were to compare, it would be completely beaten to death by the other's stick.

Seeing that the old man just defended himself but did not dare to compete, everyone started scolding him even more vigorously, feeling that Mr. Chen must be lying.

Mr. Chen is not good at words and has always been a taciturn person. Under the different opinions, he was suddenly confused - especially after hearing someone slandering his son and saying that his son was also a liar.

Finally, the anger could no longer be contained.

He was going crazy. His hunched body and hoarse voice gave people a sad feeling - this was the desperate roar of a twilight man when he was protecting his son. He looked towards Li Fu's

The steward rushed over.

But he didn't even think of it. Manager Li had many strong men around him, and it seemed that he was originally prepared for such a thing.

As a result, he saw Mr. Chen rushing towards him desperately, shouting something:

"I'll fight you!!"

At this time, Manager Li smiled and gestured to his side: Now, you don’t have to spend a penny.

The strong men stepped forward one after another. In comparison, Mr. Chen's body was so strong that he could collapse in the wind.

Seeing that Mr. Chen was about to be killed, a rather discordant voice finally broke the deadlock:

"Hey! Manager Li, if you dare to let your servants beat the elderly, be careful and you will be jailed?"

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, it's just a competition, it's just a competition..."

Everyone was shocked and looked in a certain direction of the crowd, only to see a young man saying with a smile:

"It's just that today is not a good day for horse racing. How about we fight another day?"


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