278 thoroughbreds

Thoroughbreds are the most expensive horse breed in the world, and the top aristocratic horses are worth tens of millions of dollars, comparable to horses of the same size made of gold. Breeding a thoroughbred horse www.biquge.info is also expensive, ranging from a few thousand dollars for a low foal to hundreds of thousands or even tens of millions of dollars for a high one.

Why?

For the layman, they can't even tell the difference between a thoroughbred and a thoroughbred/horse. Thoroughbred is an independent breed and is one of the three famous horses in the world, while purebreds/horses are breeds that contain only one breed of blood in their bodies, and the value of different breeds varies greatly, Arab thoroughbreds/horses, sweat blood purebreds/horses are worth a thousand gold, but Mongolian thoroughbreds/horses are not worth much.

The reason why thoroughbreds are so valuable is actually very complex, but also very simple. Because this horse dominates the world for its speed over short and medium distances, setting and holding world records for speeds up to 5,000 meters, no other breed of horse has surpassed it in speed for nearly a thousand years.

More importantly, the breed is genetically stable, has a wide range of applicability, and is highly valuable as one of the best riding race horse breeds in the world, and is extremely effective in improving other breeds, especially speed.

With the rise of horse racing, which has not only become an aristocratic sport, but also a horse racing industry, the number of interests involved in a horse race can be as high as hundreds of millions of dollars, so it is not surprising that as the absolute king of the racetrack, the breeding of thoroughbred horses is so expensive.

In fact, the offspring of thoroughbreds can be found at different levels of racing on racetracks around the world, but most of them are mixed-breed descendants.

In order to find a suitable breed/horse, Lu Li and Brandon did a lot of research.

In the beginning, Brandon considered a cross between an Arabian breeder and a Spanish breeder, both of which were commendable for their speed and endurance, and were the top breeds of thoroughbreds/horses, far superior to the existing breeds at Top of the Clouds, and the breeding costs were not sky-high. Within the confines of Texas, this kind of horse racing is sufficient.

The reason why thoroughbreds are not considered is very simple, the cost is too expensive, and thoroughbreds are very sensitive and delicate, basically there is no other use except for horse racing, and it is a complete aristocratic luxury, and it is not cost-effective for Cloud Top Ranch.

But on the other hand, the horse racing industry is a lucrative industry, and the breeding cost of a thoroughbred horse is enough to cover the annual expenses of Yunding Ranch, which is even higher than Lu Li's current net worth.

Horse racing itself is of little value to Yunding Ranch, but it is Lu Li's original intention to cultivate excellent horses and breed excellent breeders/horses, and it can make Yunding Ranch go out of Texas and win a broader space for development. Then there is no doubt that thoroughbreds are the best of the best.

For other ranches, thoroughbreds are not considered because the risk is too great, and if they don't become a top racehorse, then the loss can lead to the bankruptcy of a small ranch - Cloud Top Ranch is a typical small ranch.

But Yunding Ranch is different, Lu Li's space ring is an uncertain factor, and he says "uncertain" because Lu Li is not sure whether the spring water is effective for genetic improvement, and he is not sure whether the spring water can work if the breeding fails. With Lu Li's current assets, he can bear the risk of failure once, but he can't afford to do it a second time.

And, even so, after one failure, the development of Cloud Top Ranch may be at an impasse, and the development of vineyards and organic farms will inevitably slow down. The risk is still too great.

After careful consideration, Lu Li still decided to go to the top horse farm to take a look first, since he had decided to give it a go at the Cloud Peak Ranch, what was the point of being restrained?

So, they showed up in Liverpool and then headed to Coomore Racecourse in Ireland, targeting thoroughbreds.

Richard drove the car and meandered along the road, the magnificence and magnificence of the coastline gradually fell behind, the rolling mountains and quiet grasslands slowly spread along the wheels, different from the simplicity of the United States and the delicacy of France, the scenery of Ireland was filled with a flamboyant roughness and majestic majesty, as if it had not been carved and polished, and the original appearance of the Jurassic period was completely continued, and even the steepness and rupture of the fjord were continued without omission.

Deep in the right hand, the wind slides through the fingers like a stream of water, the temperature of the sun jumps on the fingertips, and the vast expanses of blue, green and gold, pure and rich, the restlessness in the tranquility makes people feel refreshed.

"Very few tourists come here, so there are hardly any people, and sometimes, walking between the canyons for thirty minutes, you don't see a single person, not even many animals. Richard stared intently at the road ahead, the winding and precipitous road left him with no room for distraction, and his excitement and excitement could be seen on his calm face.

"It's a good thing for the racecourse. Brandon replied quietly, enjoying the silence outside the window, with nothing but the sound of the wind.

Horses are very sensitive, even vulnerable, and the slightest danger will make them back off and then defend themselves. The few horse farms near New Braunfels are so quiet that few outsiders usually pass by, but there are still traces of human life around the town.

In contrast, the location of the Kumoma Premises is a complete backwood, nestled in the lap of nature, a real paradise. This is the most important thing for horses.

"Of course. Richard nodded, "Only in such an environment can you devote yourself wholeheartedly to the care of the horses, and then breed top-notch horses." However, in the winter, when the snow covers the mountains, we are all trapped in the pasture, and we can't even get in the trucks escorting supplies, and the loneliness of isolation is always frightening. ”

"Luckily, we always have a companion. Lu Li's answer made both Brandon and Richard laugh, "But, isn't Waterford the fourth or fifth largest city in Ireland?"

Coomore Horse Farm is nestled in the southwest of Ireland, an hour's drive from Waterford. Waterford is Ireland's oldest city, the busiest port city, and historically, was once the most important trading centre. It's not a nameless place, on the contrary, it's a bustling tourist city.

Hearing Lu Li's words, Richard laughed heartily, "Are you serious......? I don't know, the 30 cities are more lively and prosperous than Waterford. This is Ireland. ”

The ridiculous banter made Lu Li laugh out loud.

"When you get to Fissard, you'll know why even tourists don't want to come. Richard didn't say anything more, seeing is believing, and words were always too pale.

From afar, Lu Li can see the retro brick walls of the castle, as if he has traveled back in time, from London in the 21st century to the Kingdom of Great Britain centuries ago. On both sides of the wide and spacious road, across the sky above the road, next to the meadow along the stream, all are original gray brick walls, and even the remains and monuments of the Arthurian era can be seen, the original history is presented in front of you, without any fancy, without any embellishment, completely abandoning the glamour of tourist attractions, outlining the power of time.

"When is this city wall?" Lu Li asked curiously.

"Edward I, probably at the beginning of the thirteenth century. It's one of the best-preserved towns in Ireland, and the walls you'll see around it are all handed down. "Kumo Racecourse has been here since the mid-nineteenth century, and it is inseparable from Fissard. Every year, Kumo Racecourse donates a portion of the cost to the town hall for the maintenance of the city walls. ”

More than 150 years of history, this is not just a simple number, every detail you see in sight is telling the traces of time precipitation. This is Ireland – or England, Europe and the United States – a different part of the country where the heritage of history has been preserved intact, even if it has been baptized by artillery fire, even if it has been polished by the years.

Time and the history that has been precipitated by time, this is the only thing that money cannot buy.

The entire town of Fessard has only 1,500 people, and for comparison, the population of New Braunfels is 40,000. The streets of the town were almost empty, and occasionally two gray-haired old men could be seen standing in the street chatting, and the tranquility of the idle clouds and wild cranes made Richard's speed slow down unconsciously.

Now, Lu Li finally understood the meaning of Richard's words just now. But he has a different view, "Living here, maybe there is a different feeling, you know, really isolated, back to the primitive." Give up the computer, give up the phone, give up the network, and ...... Bored to death. ”

The previous words were still in the mode of spiritual agitation, but the last sentence had a sudden change in style, which made Richard stunned and did not react. Tony, however, couldn't wait to burst out laughing, "Agree, totally." I think this is probably the most romantic way to die in the world. ”

Richard reacted and laughed dumbly.

Brandon didn't participate in the conversation, he just looked out the window, and he knew that he was getting closer and closer to Kumo Racecourse, and the excitement in his heart was almost irrepressible. As if he had gone to Château Romanée-Conti, he now finally understood Tony's feelings, the excitement was running in his blood, no words could describe his emotions, his brain seemed to be in a state of flux, only a blank space remained, and then he muttered:

Kumo Racecourse, Coolmore Racecourse, Coolmore Racecourse.