It was finally okay now, everyone returned to Melika's manor and started making dumplings.
What is there to say about dumplings? The raw materials are of good quality and the fillings are well-prepared so that they are not unpalatable. So we waited for Melika to come back and everyone just finished cooking the first pot of dumplings.
"Your legs are so long," Zhang Chi said, looking at Melika.
Melika smiled and sat down with a plate of dumplings: "I've figured it out and come back."
After speaking, he asked Zhang Chi: "How was your running result today?"
Zhao Yue replied: "What the hell, I finished sixth."
Melika was quite surprised. She looked at Zhang Chi and asked, "I ran sixth, which is a good result."
Zheng Bohong said with a smile: "The result of sixth place from the bottom is not bad? There are more than ten horses competing, not just six horses."
Merica nodded and said: "The sixth place from the bottom is not very good, but it is a miracle for Silly Damu. I thought it had to be the last place, at least seven or eight horses behind. I didn't expect it to be able to do it."
Running sixth from the bottom".
"..."
Zheng Bohong and the others instantly felt that they had nothing to say. They finished sixth from the bottom, and the other horses should have been killed. It was a miracle that Silly Damu was released.
Duan Shuyi said: "When he came back, Zhang Chi bought another horse for 10,000 US dollars."
"Sir of Shining California" said Zheng Bohong.
Melika smiled and said: "Let me guess, this horse must have finished last, and the distance behind is quite large."
"How do you know? Have you seen the game?" Zhao Yue asked.
Melika said: "It depends on the competition. If this horse can run in the first group, ten thousand dollars can't even buy a horse's legs. If the son of Shining California didn't have such poor results, how could anyone
If you sell it for 10,000 U.S. dollars, if the results are not too bad, you will have to run at least two or three games."
"You really guessed it," Zheng Bohong said with a smile.
Neither Zheng Bohong nor Zhao Yue nor Duan Shuyi are good at horse racing. Although they play at the racecourse, they are horses for tourists to ride. They don't care much about speed horse racing, and of course they know how to do it.
"It's easy to guess," Melika said with a smile.
After saying that, he turned to Zhang Chi and said: "If you want to play horse racing, don't always think about using small things to make big gains. This is unrealistic. If you don't spend hundreds of thousands on horse racing, you won't even see any money. If you really
If you don’t have money, then use it to buy shares in a horse. In this way, you may have a chance to earn back the money you invested. If you play like this, it is better not to play, which is a waste of money.”
Melika knows about horse racing. Not only does she know about it, she also owns a horse racing family. Not only does she own one, but she also has several famous horses. There are some rich Americans who don’t play horse racing. A group of horse owners gather together to watch the horse racing.
It's a game, it's a business, it's a network of people.
But when Zhang Chi acted like this, Melika felt that he was out of his mind. When she bought Silly Big Wood, Melika felt that Zhang Chi was just making a fuss and that it would be over after the excitement had passed.
But suddenly seeing that he spent 10,000 US dollars to buy another horse, Melika felt that she had to talk to Zhang Chi.
Melika didn't know why she was so troubled. According to her personality, let alone an ordinary person, even if Zheng Bohong and others wanted to play horse racing, she would not go so deep. But if it were Zhang Chi, she just wanted to
He said it without vomiting and was not happy. I wanted to strangle him by the neck and tell him that horse racing is not the way to play.
"I know" Zhang Chi smiled.
Seeing the ungrateful smile on Zhang Chi's face, Melika felt a surge of anger rising in her Dantian. She suppressed it for a while before suppressing it. She didn't want to talk to Zhang Chi, this bastard, anymore.
"There will be a game tomorrow," Zhao Yue interrupted at this time.
Melika was really confused now: "Tomorrow? Is the horse that I just bought going to race track tomorrow?"
"No, it's still Silly Damu. There is a game tomorrow where there is a shortage of horses. Silly Damu goes up to make up the number," Zhao Yue said.
After hearing this, Melika guessed what the whole thing was about.
But now she doesn't want to talk to Zhang Chi anymore, feeling that this bitch doesn't listen to advice.
Let’s eat dumplings together.
After dinner, Melika went to work. Zhang Chi and Zheng Bohong had nothing to do. The two women went to the yard to play Frisbee with the dog, while the two men, Zhang Chi and Zheng Bohong, swam.
Zhang Chi was so happy that he splashed around in the big swimming pool for a while.
Zheng Bohong's swimming style is professional. When he was young, his family conditions were good and he was taught by a professional teacher. Zhang Chi is a good dog paddler. He is not afraid of drowning. He has a gourd to protect him.
What's splashing in the water is called joy.
In the end, Zheng Bohong was a little surprised, because Zheng Bohong swam a few times and felt exhausted all over, while Zhang Chi also swam a few times. Although it was much slower than Zheng Bohong, the dog paddle was also strenuous.
This guy is not tired at all. He got a blood shot?
"Aren't you really tired?" Zheng Bohong asked, having already landed on the beach, lying on the lounge chair beside the swimming pool and looking at Zhang Chi, who was still splashing in the water.
"Should I be tired?"
Zhang Chi really didn’t feel that way.
At this time, Zhao Yue and two others just walked in. They had already changed into swimsuits, which were very conservative and one-piece. Zhang Chi felt a little disappointed.
The two women didn't say much. They stretched their bodies and jumped into the swimming pool.
Zhao Yue and Duan Shu also swam very well, but they only swam a few times before landing ashore.
"Aren't you coming up yet?" Zhao Yue asked while wiping his ears with a large towel and looking at Zhang Chi who was still splashing in the water.
"You don't care what I do, I haven't swum enough yet," Zhang Chi said.
Zheng Bohong looked at the timer on the wall: "This guy has been flapping for almost an hour."
Duan Shu asked: "You have such good physical strength?"
Zhao Yue looked at Zhang Chi and said with a smile: "With this physical strength, your wife is in trouble."
Zhang Chi's face suddenly collapsed when he heard this: "Why are you driving for a swim?"
Zheng Bohong said with a smile: "This has little to do with physical strength. If you have enough physical strength but the wrong method, you are still Mr. Three Seconds."
Hahaha!
Zhao Yue and Duan Shu immediately became happy after hearing this.
"I looked at him for at most five seconds," Duan Shuyi laughed.
Zhao Yue said: "It looks like a silver gun rod with a wax tip."
We are all adults, so this kind of joke is normal for everyone.
Zhang Chi ignored these three guys. If this woman drove a car, she would be much more powerful than a man. Zhang Chi didn't want to talk to her because he knew that if he got more motivated, these guys could pull off a lot.
So he pretended not to hear and continued to splash in the water.
Zhang Chi dislikes public swimming pools because he doesn't know what's in them, so now that he's in this pool, Zhang Chi doesn't have any psychological burden at all.
If the free swimming pool is not fun, then what are you waiting for?
So Zhang Chi's vigorous thumping really shocked Zheng Bohong and others, and they were gouged back and forth for an unknown number of times before Zhang Chi came ashore.
At dinner time in the evening, Zhao Yue and others joked about this matter again.
Zhang Chi felt that they were jealous of him, especially Zheng Bohong, who was jealous of his endurance.
After dinner, everyone made a fuss for a while, and Zhang Chi went back to the house to sleep.
The remaining people didn't know what time the fun lasted.
Fortunately, we don’t have to get up so early for the competition the next day, so everyone can catch up after sleeping until they wake up naturally.
Melika didn't have time to go to the game, and Zheng Bohong and the others didn't want to go, but there was nothing to do while staying here, so they followed Zhang Chi to see the excitement again.
Melika didn't come back at noon, and everyone didn't want to bother the servants here with cooking or anything, so they decided to get up and go directly to the racecourse to see what could be done there.
There must be food near the racetrack, not only food but also Chinese food, but this Chinese food is not authentic Chinese food. It is quite famous in the United States and is the largest Chinese food chain in the United States, that is, Panda Express.
The name is quite Chinese, but the items sold there are hard to describe.
The specialty dishes are chicken with tangerine peel, and the cow named after the capital of our country. Most Chinese people may never know what these things are.
Anyway, Zhang Chi won't eat it, and neither will Zheng Bohong, Zhao Yue, or Duan Shuyi.
A few people cooked authentic Western steaks to fill their bellies.
After dinner, the racecourse at this time was completely different from yesterday morning. When Silly Damu raced yesterday morning, there were not many people in the racetrack. Now, as far as I can see, they are all human heads.
It is difficult to find a good seat at this time, but as a horse owner, Zhang Chi still has certain advantages, that is, he can bring a few friends to sit on the horse chair.
There were not many people in the horse chair. It’s not that there were few horse owners in the afternoon, but that many of the horse owners who came to watch the race at the moment had deep pockets and went directly to the private room above where the view was better. Who had nothing to do and came down to squeeze into the stands?
.
Are you worthy of being crowded into the stands and yelling with a bunch of poor guys?
So Zhang Chi, a poor little guy, took Zheng Bohong and the others to sit in the horse owners' stand, got some drinks, and sipped while waiting for the race to start.
Zhang Chi didn't go to the stables today. Anyway, the stupid wooden horse was coming out. All he cared about was the result.
The four of them were talking and laughing as they waited for the game to start.
"Zhang Chi!"
Hearing someone calling him from behind, Zhang Chi turned around and thought to himself: Damn it, my good mood is gone!
Whoever called him was naturally his good neighbor. Otherwise, he would not have met any acquaintances here. He didn't know any horseplayers in Amber Town.
It’s not that there aren’t people who play with horses, there are some, but those who play with horses are all large ranchers. They fly private planes to Folsom and helicopters to the ranch. They have no contact at all with ranchers like Zhang Chi, and these
People don’t want to waste time getting to know low-level small ranchers like Zhang Chi.
Everyone's wealth is different, and the circles they hang out in are naturally different. There are social classes, and different classes have different friends.
"Brother Liu!"
Zhang Chi stood up with a smile.
Zhang Chi is going to introduce Zheng Bohong.
Who knew that Zheng Bohong stood up and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Liu."
"Mr. Zheng, oh, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Duan are here too. This world is really too small."
Who knew that the good neighbor and Zheng Bohong actually knew each other.
Zhang Chi suddenly felt that the world was really small and he could meet acquaintances here.