Admiring foals is always a happy thing, and Lu Xiancheng is a little happier than others, because he knows which horse is really valuable and which horse is purely good.

In every small isolated ranch with a little future, Lu Xiancheng would stop and look at his 'mobile property' with a smile, and while looking at it, he asked Matt about the pony and his colt.

"In terms of nutrition, we must focus on ensuring that the horses I mentioned, and the others that I didn't order, just take care of them......," Lu Xiancheng said to the horses. The rest of the looks are still good but the real ability is not there, Lu Xiancheng is ready to have someone to offer the right price to sell, as for how much is the right price, how to say it will cost 200,000 US dollars, you must know that the breeding fee of these horses is not low, and the most suitable one will cost more than 40,000 US dollars.

The cost of a horse is much higher than that of the average person.

Lu Xiancheng was talking to Matt here, he felt a hot air jet spraying on his arm, and when he turned his head, he found that he was leaning against the pillar next to a foal standing at some point, the little thing is not very large, it is only two months old, and the long so-so looks like it belongs to the middle level in a group of ponies, but not only is there no crown on the head, but there is no breath on the head.

Lu Xiancheng will not be much interested in such a little pony, but the little pony seems to be very interested today, and he came to Lu Xiancheng's side and kept snorting, and it was very uncomfortable for the hot air to spray on people's bodies.

"He likes you, Boss!" Matt reached out and touched the foal's head and said to Lu Xiancheng: "The White Boots Priest is our favorite foal, although it has a bit of a bad temperament, but it is not as afraid of people as other foals, not only is it not afraid of people, but it also likes to contact people very much, and it wants to ......play with you when it snorts at you."

Lu Xiancheng listened to it and said in his heart: It likes that I have a hairy use, as a thoroughbred horse, he can't help me go on the track to make money...... Then his end can only be an auction house!

Thinking of this, Lu Xiancheng felt that it was better to put away his feelings, because he already had a particularly skinny second-hand horse at home, and having that one was enough for a headache, and it wouldn't be a brainless to get another one. So there was really no shortage of such horses, so he reached out and pushed the pony's head and said, "Let's play!" ”。

Who knows as soon as the hand touches the pony's nose. A stream of air immediately spread to Lu Xiancheng's consciousness, making Lu Xiancheng can't help but let out: "Huh!? ”。

This horse is very strange, some basic things such as speed and endurance are very high, and even the tallest horse Lu Xiancheng has seen now, even the gold-crowned horse he bought in Japan, 'Good Opera'. But this horse is hardly competitive!

In other words, this horse no longer cares about how many runners he runs when he runs, and he doesn't think about the position of the first horse like all horses. Generally speaking, no matter what their strength is, all horses will involuntarily grab the position of the lead horse when they run, which is the nature of horses formed after countless years of evolution.

If it's on the track and you let go of the gates, all the horses come out and only one horse is locked in the gates. Then the horse will definitely hit the gate, and even if its head is broken, it will not give up, and want to run with other people of its kind, because it is its nature.

But this pony has completely subverted Lu Xiancheng's perception of horses until now, even to the point where he is almost not competitive at all.

It's okay if you're not competitive, but don't be like this.

Now Lu Xiancheng is very entangled when he looks at this horse, just like looking at a beggar who is obviously holding a golden bowl in his hand. But this product is determined to go and ask for other people's glutinous food.

"Priest of the White Boots?" Lu Xiancheng glanced at the little brown horse, and the hoof hair of the four hooves was snow-white. Perhaps that's why Ma Mu called it the White Boot Priest.

Lu Xiancheng was not interested in such a pony at first, so naturally he would not bother to name him, so the naming right of the pony was in the hands of Matt and others, the name was good, but it was very fucked up inside.

"The white-booted fool is pretty much the same!" Lu Xiancheng stretched out his hand, and the foal immediately put his nose over. After sniffing Lu Xiancheng's hand twice, he began to sniff old Matt.

Lu Xiancheng looked at the pony, and after looking at it for a while, he immediately raised his foot and touched the foal that he had not touched again, and after touching it, Lu Xiancheng was relieved. There is only one such 'demon'.

Walking back to Matt and the foal, Lu Xiancheng stretched out his hand to Matt and tapped the foal and said, "It's also good to feed, add it to the previous list."

After turning around, Lu Xiancheng remembered that it was not easy for the horse not to run, and one word to ensure that it would not run to death, that is: beat! When it's time to train, find a harsh trainer for it, and when the time comes, the whip and spurs will make sure it runs like a grandson.

Thinking of this, where would Lu Xiancheng care if it had the winning spirit, it was estimated that it was sticking a knife in the butt of the cow, maybe the cow could run faster than the horse, not to mention that the bottom of the horse was so demonic that it couldn't be demonic anymore.

Hearing Lu Xiancheng say this, Matt was stunned for a moment and happily accepted the result, I have to say that this little pony has no heart to run, and the kung fu of pulling the relationship is really good.

Because of this foal, Lu Xiancheng remembered his own Japanese ranch again, and there were also two waste horses that had not been touched in person, in case there was still a skeleton Qingqi person, it would be a pity! It's better to believe this kind of thing, but not to believe it. Thinking of this, Lu Xiancheng immediately took out his mobile phone and called his Japanese ranch, asking them to suspend the sale of the foal that was originally marked at the price, at least until he had time to go again.

Putting down the phone, Lu Xiancheng and Matt left here, turned around and went to the warehouse prepared for agricultural machinery, now there is naturally no agricultural machinery in it, only a second-hand under the skin, and an old cowboy Dirk who is knitting things.

"The reins are broken?" Lu Xiancheng looked at the thing in Dirk's hand and asked.

Dirk nodded: "Well, fix it." After saying that, the old cowboy didn't know what to say, and continued to repair the reins in his hand with his head down.

Lu Xiancheng stood by the wall, looking at the rows of water reins hanging on the wall, as well as all kinds of horse harnesses, all of which were belly straps. V-belts, these slender strips, as for the saddle, there is no saddle, and now these things are placed in the storage room of the stable, such a stable design is unified by Lu Xiancheng Ranch, whether it is the United States, Japan or even domestic ranches.

Stretching out his hand, Lu Xiancheng tried some of each leather strip. Some of them are very soft to the touch and some will be very hard to the touch, looking at Lu Xiancheng's hands-on touch, Matt introduced them at the beginning. What kind of horse is suitable for what kind of leash, and when to choose a V-belt with softer leather.

Lu Xiancheng listened very carefully this time, although he didn't remember too much, but he felt that it was a little knowledge that he hadn't heard before. Just like what Lu Xiancheng said in a sentence, some insignificant details determine the depth of a rancher and the management ability of the ranch. Lu Xiancheng can't talk about management like this, but the deep old Lu wants to work hard.

Finally, Lu Xiancheng saw a triangle on the wall. There are not too many fancy on it, but there is a silver lion at the junction of the triangle belt, and the style of the lion is a bit like the logo of the alliance in the World of Warcraft in the future. Even his footsteps floated lightly, and he hid to the side to call his fund manager. Let him check whether the glass slag can be purchased.

It's a pity that this time the manager didn't say much and asked Lu Xiancheng not to have too much hope, because at this time, the glass slag has found the big financier, and with the current momentum of the glass slag, the big financier will not want anyone to interfere with his golden hen.

"In the end, I am engaged in investment, and I am quite concerned about this thing" Putting down the phone, Lu Xiancheng subconsciously praised the manager of his own investment company in Chinese, and actually had such a deep understanding of glass slag.

Lu Xiancheng purred Chinese. Matt and Dirk were a little blind, and they didn't know what their boss was talking about, but when they saw Lu Xiancheng looking at the triangle belt with the lion coat of arms, they thought Lu Xiancheng was interested in this thing.

Matt glanced at Dirk and nodded with a smile. Only then did he say to Lu Xiancheng: "BOSS, do you like this three-strip chest belt?" If you like it, you can use it well, anyway, this thing is made by Dirk himself."

"You're going to do this?" Lu Xiancheng couldn't help asking.

Hearing Lu Xiancheng say this, Dirk and Matt looked at each other and smiled.

Matt said: "BOSS, almost all cowboys used to make this thing, not to mention this, many people have the habit of making their own saddles, but now there are fewer people who do it themselves, after all, this thing is too wasteful of time." I didn't do a good job, but Dirk did a pretty good job."

Well? When Lu Xiancheng heard that this man's saddle was so beautiful, why did he come to his side to work, so he asked puzzledly: "Then why don't you go to the saddle, but to work as a cowboy."

"Nowadays, everyone likes to use mechanical saddles, and there are a lot of people who like handmade saddles, but there are not many who really want to buy them," Dirk said.

Matt looked at Lu Xiancheng and still didn't understand a little so he said: "The price of the machine-made saddle is much cheaper than the handmade saddle, and it is one to two times more expensive in the past, so only a small number of people are doing the handmade saddle, and many of these people are side-selling machine-made saddles, while accepting custom handmade saddles ......."

"Will an English saddle do it?" Lu Xiancheng's mind flashed, and he remembered something and opened his mouth to ask.

"As long as there is a style, there is no problem! But BOSS, you don't need to prepare this here, the track riders on the horse will prepare their own usual saddles" Dirk thought that Lu Xiancheng was going to prepare his pure-blooded horse track.

Lu Xiancheng couldn't help but despise the old man in his heart: Your boss and I are so stupid, I don't know that other riders will have special saddles?!

"I want to partner with you to do business," Lu Xiancheng said with a smile after slandering others.

Dirk was not stupid at this time, thought for a moment and said, "You want to do the business of saddles?" It's not a good business, especially for a new brand like ours."

"Whoever said in the United States, I said in China! We build a brand of saddles in China," Lu Xiancheng said.

With the development of horse racing, Lu Xiancheng believes that at least there will be more and more people who can ride horses in Gushan, and the demand for saddles will also increase, and the market prospect is very good.

"BOSS, I don't have the money to invest!" Dirk always felt that this was a bit nonsense, but seeing that his boss was smiling and quite interested, and he was afraid of losing this job, he couldn't help but say.

"You will contribute technology, I will contribute funds, 200,000 US dollars in advance, and you will engage in the distribution of shares, how about I will be seven and you three?" Lu Xiancheng said.

After speaking, he explained and said: "After all, I am still in charge of the market here."

Dirk felt that he probably couldn't hide when he heard this, so he nodded and said, "I can give it a try!" ”。

"Then it's such a happy decision" Lu Xiancheng didn't expect that he would get a business in a flash, although it was a little smaller, but it was okay to praise himself in his heart. (To be continued.) )