How ugly a horse can be? Before this, people in a stable may give you dozens of answers, but when the horse is pulled out of the stall compartment and appears in front of everyone.
This horse unites the word "ugly". Now if you ask how ugly a horse can be, these people will definitely point at this horse and tell you: Well! It's just that ugly!
Not to mention anyone else, when this thoroughbred horse was pulled out of the stable stall, Zhang Chi's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: It already looked ugly in the stall, but who would have thought that this guy would be pulled out before his eyes?
It was so ugly that it made people speechless.
How to describe it, it's like Jack Ma's head was inserted into Tyson's neck at his peak, and then it was inserted into Yao Ming's body.
That's not all yet. Under this combination, you can find two bamboo pole legs like those of international supermodels, which are thin and straight.
There is no sense of unity in all parts of the body, and they look like random things.
At this moment, everyone in the stable looked at the horse. Everyone was shocked by the horse's ugliness. For a moment, there was silence, and you could hear a pin drop.
Old Mason asked Zhang Chi once again: "George, are you sure you want this horse?"
"I think it's pretty good. These four legs are pretty long, right?"
Zhang Chi held back and wanted to keep the coin, not for anything else but just two words: cheap!
There will be no cheaper horse in the entire stable. It is estimated that regardless of the value of the horse, the registration fee for a thoroughbred horse is more expensive than buying this horse.
At this moment, there was no more Melika beside Zhang Chi. When Zhang Chi was about to pull the horse out of the stall, this little girl jumped four meters away, resolutely distanced herself from Zhang Chi, and faced everyone
Said: I don’t know this fool very well.
Only Cannon stood firmly next to Zhang Chi with a grimace on his face, and then kept switching between his boss and the ugly horse with his father-in-law eyes.
"Long legs? Then you've never seen it walk. You can take it for a walk and see before you make a decision." Mason was so kind. He felt that Zhang Chi wanted to help him, so he paid for this thoroughbred horse.
Mason was short of money, but he was still reluctant to sell such a thoroughbred horse to Zhang Chi. Why? Because of his conscience.
In two days, Mason was going to send this horse and some other horses to be slaughtered, so Mason persuaded Zhang Chi to let the horse go to the slaughterhouse and die cleanly.
After listening to Mason's words, Cannon pulled the horse for two steps and raised its feet. Everyone in the stable who knew something about horses could see that the horse's limbs were uncoordinated.
To put it simply, the hind legs are a bit splayed out.
You can tolerate the ugliness, but for a thoroughbred horse, if your limbs are not coordinated, it will be a big problem, because you will definitely not be able to run fast at such a pace.
"Did you see that?" Mason asked Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi doesn't care about this. His original intention is to buy a horse and raise it with a gourd. When the time comes, he will go to the track to take a look. If the horse makes great progress, then he will buy a good horse to feed.
For an experimental product, of course, the less money you spend, the better.
Then again, if such a horse has the blessing of a gourd, it can finally get on the track, even if it is second to last, or even first to last, as long as it is not too different from the previous horse.
, then Zhang Chi’s goal will be achieved.
Is there a more suitable experimental subject than this horse?
Zhang Chi felt that there was no more!
The price is still cheap. Think about it, three hundred dollars is cheaper than the prices of several work horses tied outside. How can Zhang Chi not be tempted?
"Does the horse have to have a certain pace? With such a pace, he will definitely not be able to win the championship?" Zhang Chi asked Mason in return.
Mason thought for a moment and shook his head: "Not necessarily!"
What Mason said is not necessarily based on evidence. There are some legendary horse racing horses in history whose pace is not good in people's eyes, but they still won countless championships and left countless legends on the track.
But when you say that the horse in front of you is compared to these horses, Mason really doesn't dare to think about that kind of scene.
"As you wish"
What else could Mason say? Don't say anything. Since you want it, I'll sell it to you.
At this time, someone in the crowd said: "George, you can tell at a glance that this horse is a little silly!"
Indeed, Zhang Chi couldn't deny that this horse looked like a child you saw on the street. Some children make people want to get close to them, but there are some children you can tell at first sight.
He is mentally retarded.
The energy displayed by this horse is that of a mentally retarded person, always rolling his eyes, and his eyes are unfocused and divergent.
Some horses are alert and intelligent, some horses are smart, and some horses are as wise as fools, but this horse is more than a retarded horse!
"I know it's stupid, but isn't it faster than running on the track? Why, do you have to do a few math problems before getting on the track? Let me tell you, the stupider the horse, the better it is to control it, because their cerebellum
Guazi can't think of anything else. Look at this horse. Even if you poke it with your hand, it won't move. Be more obedient!"
Zhang Chi's theory shocked everyone in the stable and opened their mouths. This was the first time everyone had heard such an argument since they knew horses.
Don't you think it's wrong? It really makes sense. A horse that's too smart really can't achieve any results on the track because it's smart, and being smart means it can be naughty.
This is actually the same as a wise soldier but not a brave soldier. If a soldier is educated and clever, he will easily use his brain to find shortcuts. When others are charging, he will definitely find a big soldier to follow him.
, so the chance of a bullet hitting him is smaller.
Think about it, when a smart horse comes to the racetrack, it will definitely not be willing to run foolishly. Either it will not follow the flow, or it will run slowly. The so-called honors and bonuses are actually worthless to it. How could it be possible?
I'll give you a silly run.
You want to use a whip?
This kind of horse will not spoil you. Generally speaking, there are uncastrated stallions on the track. It is not impossible for this kind of horse to lose its temper and kill the jockey.
If a smart horse wants to kill its jockey, there are many ways to do it. It can just sit on the ground and roll around, which may result in a broken leg or even death.
But if you say that the horses on the track are not smart, then you have to have a certain degree of tolerance. Now this horse is still far from being smart.
"your thoughts!"
Finally, the old rancher who spoke felt that there was no need to continue talking to Zhang Chi. He was just a purebred fool. Yes, you are right, but you can't single out a special character.
Well, it’s okay to say that the horses on the track are stupid, but if you are so stupid that your eyes are blind, wouldn’t it be too nonsense?
"It is indeed George's horse."
An old rancher made a joke.
"George's horse? Great!"
Another group of people also followed. They didn't have much ill intentions, they just wanted to laugh at Zhang Chi.
These people have no hostility towards Zhang Chi. They are usually good neighbors, but now that Zhang Chi has done something stupid, if they don't laugh at him, how could they do it?
Facing this kind of ridicule, Zhang Chi didn't care at all. How could he care about this kind of ridicule now?
If a person always cares about this kind of ridicule, then he will be very unhappy in society, which almost determines that he will not be able to make a big fortune. If you don't believe it, go and look at those who have made a fortune. How many of them are shameless?
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Those who engage in antiques are just taking advantage of people's blind spots in knowledge. What they do is picking up things. They just deceive people into getting things at a low price, and then sell them at a high price.
For businessmen, selling customer information for money, or selling semi-finished vegetable bags as stir-fries, which one is shameful?
In short, if you look at society, all the shameless people have become rich, while the shameless people are still struggling at the bottom for a few taels of silver.
Zhang Chi took a hand from his pocket, took out a roll of money, and pulled the leather cord away from the money.
"I bought it, and there are also four horses outside and in the fence," Zhang Chi finished and waited for Mason to quote.
Mason did some calculations, and finally took out his cell phone and pressed the calculator, then poked at the cell phone with one finger.
Zhang Chi's side has long been calculated. There are 510 horses outside. Four horses are 2,000. Adding this purebred horse, it is 2,300.
Mason said: "You can give me two thousand two thousand, and I will give you one hundred less for this horse."
Mason's conscience really felt a little hard, because he felt that Zhang Chi Ranch did not need these horses, and if Zhang Chi came to buy them, he must be doing it to help him.
Old Mason didn't know that there was a factor of help, but it was more likely that Zhang Chi had arranged it himself.
Using his fingers together, he counted out twenty-two bills from the banknote roll and handed them to Mason: "You count them."
Mason was very serious when he arrived. He counted it to make sure it was correct, and nodded to Zhang Chi: "Just right."
"Then when will we turn this horse around?" Zhang Chi asked.
Thoroughbred horses are registered with the Thoroughbred Jockey Club. If you don't change the registration information, you can't say that the horse belongs to you. Now that Zhang Chi has bought the horse, he will naturally have to let Mason pass the ownership.
Mason said: "It's OK now, you wait a moment."
As he spoke, Mason led Zhang Chi out of the stables and to the racecourse's office.
It’s very convenient now. You don’t need to go to the Jockey Club to change this kind of thing. You can go directly to the Jockey Club’s website and associate Zhang Chi’s information with the horse.
What Zhang Chi didn't expect was that he would have to pay an additional amount of money to register as a horse owner. After struggling for a while, the money Zhang Chi paid exceeded the price of buying the horse.
These grandsons from the Jockey Club really want money!
"This horse is completely yours now, George. Good luck to you."
After everything was done, Mason extended his hand to Zhang Chi.
After shaking hands with Mason, Zhang Chi said with a smile: "We still have to sign a horse training contract. You can help me train Silly Damu in a few days."
Shadamu is the name of Zhang Chi's new horse. It didn't matter what it was originally called, but from now on the horse will be called Shadamu.
Mason didn't want to train this stupid big horse at all. Even if he bred it, he didn't want to have anything to do with it in his life.
But Mason felt that George was kind-hearted. This man was so kind. Why would he let him train such a bad horse? Wasn't it just so that he could earn a contract money?
"George, I appreciate your trust, but silly...silly, Dad really doesn't need to train."
"Mason, trust me."
Zhang Chi's enthusiasm in loading coins really frightened Mason. His gaze was so deep and firm that for a moment Mason forgot that the silly big wooden horse was as its name suggests.