After Zhu Renming woke up, the first thing he did was not to brush his teeth and wash his face, but to run to the stable to check the situation of the black charcoal.

The forage of the black charcoal in the trough of the horse shed has not been touched at all, and the water is about the same, compared to the empty horse manger with white sugar next to it, the black charcoal basically didn't eat anything tonight.

Except for being tired and dehydrated on the racecourse, Zhu Renming forcibly poured some food and water, and the black charcoal has not been dripping for a while.

You must know that Quarter Horse is very squeamish, if you are hungry, you can't do it, and you have to import pasture for the forage you eat.

Not to mention SAP, massage, the living conditions of professional racing horses are indeed much better than ordinary horses.

But no matter how good the material conditions are, if you are often beaten and abused, how good can your mental state be? Besides, it is uncertain whether black carbon can get this treatment.

Not to mention yesterday's marathon run, a horse that is good at short runs has to run 100 kilometers, which is the first time for it.

You must know that the distance of horse racing is generally 90 meters, 2000 meters, 3200 meters, and the longest is only 5000 meters, a distance of 100 kilometers, which is not suitable for quarthorses.

With such a large physical exertion, and without replenishing the corresponding energy, the depressed black charcoal was silent, and his eyes were distracted.

Its spirit was greatly hit, and it didn't even dare to look at Zhu Renming and Bai Sugar.

As a loser, Black Carbon is very self-aware, which also shows that Black Carbon is a horse with strong self-esteem.

"Black charcoal, are you going on a hunger strike?" When Zhu Renming called it black charcoal, Quarter Ma didn't seem to hear it, and it was estimated that he was not very suitable for the name of black charcoal, so he did not respond instinctively.

Zhu Renming didn't care much about what it was originally called, it may also be similar to George, John, etc., but since it is with Zhu Renming, it must have a down-to-earth name.

Hei Tan didn't respond to Zhu Renming, and he didn't get angry, knowing that this matter couldn't be pushed too quickly, and there had to be a process of adaptation.

Then he looked at the white sugar, loosened its reins, and whispered a lot in its ear, although I don't know if the white sugar can understand it, but to unravel the black charcoal, it still depends on the white sugar.

Black charcoal doesn't eat or drink, as Zhu Renming, it's useless to force it, and with Quatma's physique, it's no problem to hold on for a few days.

The starving Ma Zhu Renming was still rarely seen, and he felt that a horse was always a horse, and even if he had a temper, it was difficult to resist the temptation of food.

Therefore, the delicious and delicious food is still served, whether it eats or not, it is not something that Zhu Renming can control, there is white sugar in the stable to take care of, and the black charcoal should not do anything excessive.

Zhu Renming still has things to do in the farm, feeding pigs, fish, pigs, chickens, etc., all of them have been sold, but it does not mean that there are no animals on the farm.

It was busy until noon that he freed his hand and went to the stable to take a look.

Carrots, forage, corn and the like are still there, and the black charcoal is determined not to eat the food provided by Zhu Renming.

White Sugar wandered around, not communicating with the black charcoal, as if indifferent to it.

"What's the matter, Cold War?" Zhu Renming didn't say this to Bai Sugar, if there was a Cold War, how could Black Charcoal eat?

If he continues to starve, will Hei Tan become the first quart horse to be starved to death in China, and Zhu Renming's situation may not be optimistic at that time.

"If only I had pretended not to accept black charcoal at that time." Zhu Renming felt that yesterday he could change his thinking, say a set of "chicken soup" words, and then not collect hot potato and black charcoal, and he could also get some praise.

Zhu Renming even thought about the scene, but at that time, he watched the nameless rider abuse the black charcoal so much, even if Zhu Renming didn't accept it, would the failed horse race still be able to have a good life? Within a few days, the body of a quarter horse would not know where to be disposed of.

Out of this consideration, Zhu Renming felt that it was still necessary to bring black charcoal to the people's farm, although it was a little troublesome, but if the black charcoal was really subdued, the farm would have an extra tall horse.

To be honest, sometimes it's really uncomfortable to ride sugar, it's better to sit on the board car to make the sugar consignment a little cooler, and you can lie down and sit.

If he has time, Zhu Renming transforms the board car, installs a parasol, spreads a layer of straw mats on it, takes a few rattan pillows and rechargeable electric fans, and walks on the road.

Zhu Renming shook his head and didn't say anything, thinking that Bai Tang was passive and slacking off.

I walked into the room and played with the air conditioner and the computer, and I was busy outside for a morning, the sun was shining in the sky, and the temperature began to rise.

I don't know how long black charcoal can last, if he is seriously dehydrated and comatose, it will not be something that Zhu Renming can deal with at that time.

There is no Divine Beast Sewage in the People's Farm now, and the separated Immortal Water and Divine Beast Pills have long been used up.

If there is any accident with black charcoal, Zhu Renming can really only call a veterinarian, but I don't know if the veterinarian here is reliable?

After all, this is a Quarter horse, not a pig, cow, sheep or the like, and the rural veterinarian should not have any experience in the treatment of Quarter horses.

Zhu Renming is not very relieved to hand it over to them, and there are always secrets on the people's farm, and Zhu Renming is not very comfortable when outsiders come in.

"Observe for a while." Zhu Renming chose to watch from the sidelines, if the black charcoal showed signs of dehydration, Zhu Renming had no choice but to come hard.

Tie up the black charcoal and force it to be filled and fed, and the black charcoal can't be allowed to starve to death like this.

Zhu Renming played a few games, and when he went to check in the afternoon, the food in the manger still hadn't moved.

The carrots were dried, and even with a shade, the outside temperature reached more than 30 degrees.

When exposed to the outdoors for a long time, the carrots will definitely lose more than half of their moisture, and the nutrients will be reduced accordingly.

"You are not a horse or a cow, a stubborn cow who deserves it!" Zhu Renming looked like he hated iron but not steel, and glanced at the white sugar, this kid actually slept in the shade in the stable, and everything he said before was in vain?

"Hey, looks like we're going to have something to do tomorrow morning." If the black charcoal is still like this tomorrow morning, Zhu Renming will tie the black charcoal with a nylon rope and then forcibly feed it.

Or take some glucose or the like, so as not to collapse the black charcoal, especially in the hot summer, it is easy to suffer from heat stroke if the water is not replenished in time, and the weak black charcoal physique will further decline, and it will be troublesome if you have any serious illness.

Isn't Quarter Horse an American famous horse, and the stubborn Black Charcoal protests with a hunger strike, as if his owner can see its behavior and will pity Black Charcoal?

It is estimated that he will also scold the black charcoal for being stupid, and then drink a few more drinks to celebrate Zhu Renming's loss of a quartma.

After all, this is a lottery lost to Zhu Renming, and if he starves to death, he will naturally be happy.

Black Tan never understood this, couldn't understand the mystery inside, just went on a hunger strike out of instinct or likes and dislikes, in its eyes, Zhu Renming was the evil side, as an American Quattma, he would definitely not bow to the devil!