"Come on, young man, I'll show you my horses, but you know, that doesn't mean I'll let you take one of them. ”

Old John picked up his shotgun as he spoke, and the "head of state" seemed to particularly like the feeling of holding a weapon in his hand.

Emperor Wu spread his hands, it seems that the plan to take away the mare this time is very difficult to implement, and if you provoke this guy, you may give him a shot.

The special car of the president of the Principality of Mirsa is a battery sightseeing car, which is smaller than the Wu Di Ranch and can only seat two people.

The sky was raining again, and old John in the wind and rain was like a stubborn old warrior, his waist was straight, and he didn't care about the rain hitting his shoulders.

After a while, the sightseeing bus came to a stable-like building, which looked like an impermeable fortress, all made of large stones, with only a few windows on it.

Old John opened the stable door humming an unknown tune, and it was so dim that he needed to turn on the light to see clearly.

The door to the stables is located due south, which means that there is no sunlight all year round, so there is a layer of moss attached to it, and there is a chill.

The heavy iron door was pushed open, and there was a strong smell of horsetail coming from inside. It stands to reason that Emperor Wu worked in the ranch for half a year and was resistant to the smell of horses, but he was still pushed out.

Old John walked in like no one, and glared back at Emperor Wu, a little reproachful to Emperor Wu.

"Young people, you can't stand the smell of horses are not qualified ranchers, we should know their habits and smells when we are with these guys all year round. John said with a glare.

Emperor Wu nodded embarrassedly, but the smell of his horses was too great, and neither Berkeley nor Uncle Benjamin had ever smelled such a big smell.

At the sight of Old John, several of the horses inside seemed to be a little excited, and they were all wandering in place and panting.

The light transmittance inside is not very good, and the small windows on the roof can't meet the light requirements in the room at all, and I don't know if these horses will become vampire horses after a long time.

There are only eight horses here, and Emperor Wu heard from Uncle Berkeley that he has more than a dozen precious thoroughbreds.

Could it be that John Sr. let the thoroughbreds live in such poor conditions?

Through the sparkling light, Emperor Wu seemed to see that there was still a shell lang on the ground playing with horse dung balls, and there was a musty smell in the air, not to mention pure-blooded horses, even ordinary horses can't be raised like this!

Old John was unimpressed, and he went to a horse and untied the reins from the stake. I saw him lying on his stomach beside the horse's ear and whispering a few words, and the horse seemed to understand human speech, and walked out of the door by himself.

Emperor Wu flashed to the side and made way for the rational horse. Old John's eyes shone brightly, but they seemed a little oozing in the darkness.

"It was a thoroughbred from England with one-eighth of the hot blood of the dove in the magpie's nest. ”

The Dove Nest was ranked first in this year's ranking of the best horses in the world by the International Federation of Racing Organizations, winning the American Breeders' Cup Classic.

The Breeders' Cup is one of the most famous horse racing events in the world, with a total prize fund of $6 million. Together with the Melbourne Cup, the Dubai World Cup and other competitions, it forms a first-line event in the horse racing world, similar to the US Open in the tennis world.

Counting up, the sand-blue thoroughbred horse who strode out of the stable just now is a family compatriot of the "dove occupies the magpie's nest".

"Can I touch it? Looks like a nice guy. Emperor Wu tried to ask.

After getting permission from Old John, Emperor Wu walked over to it excitedly, the horse did not have a name, Old John used to call it Shaqing.

The fur on its back is short and soft, and it feels like touching the head of a little boy with a shaved head.

Emperor Wu's touch was very comfortable for it, Sha Qing raised his head and let out a long roar, everything was fine, but the body odor was very big, as if he hadn't taken a bath for a few days.

Today's drizzle is just right for it, and the sand is green and spins in place, sometimes rubbing its body with its head, and it seems that it is a little itchy.

There was a brush at the door of the stable, and Emperor Wu took it over and planned to clean it up.

Then Old John opened the reins of all the horses, and opened the door at the other end of the stable, and the whole stable was colluded between the east and west ends.

The wind blew through the stables from east to west, taking away the unpleasant smell. But the herd of cattle on the west side is going to suffer, because the wind blows the smell there.

Without the restraint of the reins, the other seven horses did not run wildly, but strolled out of the stable in an orderly manner to the whistle of old John.

The light suddenly improved, and Emperor Wu saw these horses clearly in turn, they were indeed very good, their body hair was supple, their eyes were full of power, and their body proportions were almost perfect.

Emperor Wu opened his eyes and swept around, if the horses were divided into four levels, the eight horses in front of him would definitely be four and a half star levels, and two of them might reach five stars, such as Sha Qing, who was being cleaned up.

Emperor Wu first used a rubber brush to brush off the hair on the horse's body, and then used a stiff brush to brush off the dust and dirt on the horse's body, especially the head and tail, where the hair is dense and it is easiest to hide dirt.

Old John hummed a tune and brushed up another horse on the side, he didn't have any intention of communicating with Emperor Wu, it seemed that he was the only one here, completely engaged in his own world.

Emperor Wu started to think carefully, he wanted to lean down to see if Sha Qing was male or female while brushing the horse's tail, this horse was very good, he really wanted to get Sha Qing back to the pasture, although it seemed difficult to complete.

When he lowered his head and looked at the lower part of Shaqing's belly, old John laughed.

"Young people, judging a male and female by looking at their genitals is not what a good rancher should do. ”

"So what should I do? It seems that there is no difference between a stallion and a mare other than that. Emperor Wu wondered,

"Looks. In the rain, old John lit a large cigarette gun, not caring about the rain hitting the tobacco.

"Don't tease me, Mr. John, even if it's a human being, you can't tell a man or a woman by looking at it!"

Old John came over with a smile on his face, and to be honest, he didn't laugh much.

He stood in front of Sha Qing and stared at Sha Qing's eyes tightly, and after a while, he said to Emperor Wu, "This is a stallion. ”

If others were like this, Emperor Wu would have laughed a long time ago, isn't this nonsense? Of course you know whether your own horse is male or female.

But in the face of Old John, Emperor Wu didn't dare to mock, and stood there waiting for him to continue to express his high opinions, but he couldn't help but ask, "This is your horse, of course you know the male and female." ”

Old John nodded meaningfully, and then continued to brush his horse.

Since this is a stallion, there is no hope, although the two stallions can make a base, but they can't make a foal, even if they want to go back, it is useless.