How ugly can a horse be, before that the people in the stables may give you dozens of answers, but when the horse is pulled out of the stable compartment and appears in front of everyone.

This horse has unified the word ugly, and if you ask how ugly the horse can be now, these people will definitely stretch out their fingers and point at this horse and tell you: Oh! It's ugly like that!

Not to mention others, when this thoroughbred horse was pulled out of the stable compartment, Zhang Chi's heart chuckled, and he said in his heart: I already looked ugly in the compartment, who knew that when I pulled it out and showed it in front of me, this guy was really ugly out of the skyline, so ugly that it made people speechless.

How to describe it, it's like Jack Ma's head, stuck in Tyson's neck at the peak, and then poked Yao Ming's body together.

This is not the end, this set of combinations will pull you two international supermodel kind of bamboo pole legs, thin and straight.

The parts of the body don't have a sense of unity, and they look like they're messing around.

At this moment, everyone's eyes in the stable were projected on this horse's body, and everyone was shocked by the ugliness of the horse.

Old Mason asked Zhang Chi again, "George, are you sure you want this horse?" ”

"I think it's pretty good, how can you say that these four legs are still quite long, right?"

Zhang Chi couldn't help it, and wanted to put this coin down, not for anything else, just for two words: cheap!

There will never be a cheaper horse in the entire stable, and it is estimated that not to mention the value of the horse, the registration fee for a thoroughbred horse is more expensive than buying this horse.

At this moment, there was no Merika by Zhang Chi's side, and when Zhang Chi was about to pull the horse out of the horse compartment, this little girl's skin jumped four meters away, resolutely distanced herself from Zhang Chi, and said to everyone: I don't know this fool very well.

Only Cannon still stood firmly next to Zhang Chi with a bitter face, and then used the gaze of his dead father to keep switching between his own boss and the ugly horse.

"Long legs? Then you haven't seen it walk, you take it for a walk and see before making a decision" Mason is really kind, he thinks that Zhang Chi wants to help himself, so he will pay for this thoroughbred.

Mason is short of money, but he is still not happy to sell such a thoroughbred horse to Zhang Chi, because why? Because of conscience.

In two days, Mason was going to send this horse and some horses to be slaughtered, so Mason persuaded Zhang Chi at this moment to let the horse enter the slaughterhouse and die cleanly.

Cannon listened to Mason's words, and took the horse two steps, and as soon as the horse's feet were raised, all those who knew a little about horses in the stables could see that the horse was out of harmony on all fours.

To put it simply, the hind legs are a little bit outside.

Ugliness can be endured, but for a thoroughbred horse, if your limbs are not coordinated, that's a big problem, because you can't run fast at this pace.

"See?" Mason asked at Zhang Chi.

Where does Zhang Chi care about this, his original intention is to buy a horse, and then raise it with a gourd, and then go to the track to take a look, if the horse is making great progress, then he will buy a good horse to feed.

For an experiment, of course, the less money you spend, the better.

Then again, if such a horse can finally go to the track with the blessing of the gourd, even if it is the penultimate one, or even if it is the penultimate one, as long as it is not too different from the previous horse, the purpose of Zhang Chi will be achieved.

Is there a better test than this horse?

Zhang Chi felt that there was no more!

The price is still cheap, think about it, three hundred dollars, which is cheaper than the price of the working horses tied outside, how can Zhang Chi not be impressed.

"Do you have to be at the pace of a horse? With such a pace, you must not be able to run the championship? Zhang Chi asked Mason rhetorically.

Mason thought for a moment and shook his head: "Not necessarily! ”

What Mason says is not necessarily based on evidence, there are some legendary horses in history, the pace is not good, but it still wins countless championships, leaving countless legends on the track.

But when you say that the horses in front of you are compared to these horses, Mason really can't imagine that kind of picture.

"Whatever you want"

What else can Mason say? Don't say anything, since you want it, then I'll sell it to you.

At this time, someone in the crowd said, "George, this horse knows a little silly at first glance!" ”

Indeed, Zhang Chi has no way to deny that this horse looks like you see a child on the street, some children make people want to get close to it, but some children you know at first glance that this child is mentally retarded.

The spirit of this horse is the kind of mentally retarded look, always rolling its eyes, and the eyes are not focused and divergent.

Some horses are alert and spiritual, some horses are smart, some horses are wise and foolish, and this horse is greater than the mentally retarded!

"I know it's stupid, but isn't it faster on the track than it is running, why, how many math problems do you have to do on the track? Let me tell you, in fact, the more stupid the horse, the easier it is to control, because their little brains can't think of anything else, you look at this horse, you don't drive it when you reach out and poke it, how obedient! ”

Zhang Chi's theory shocked the people in the stables and couldn't help but open their mouths wide, everyone has heard this kind of argument for the first time since they knew horses.

You don't say it's wrong, it's really a bit of a sense, a horse that is too smart really can't do anything on the track, because it's smart, and being smart means that it can play tricks.

This is actually the same as the fact that a wise soldier is not brave, if a soldier is literate and clever, it is easy for him to use his brain to find shortcuts. When everyone else is charging, he must find a large soldier to follow him, so that the chance of the bullet hitting him is small.

If you think about the smart horse on the field, it must not be willing to run stupidly, either with the flow, or slowly, your so-called honor, the prize money is actually worthless to it, how can it give you a stupid run.

Do you want to use a whip?

This kind of horse will not get used to you, generally speaking, there are no castration stallions on the track, and it is not impossible for this kind of horse to lose his temper and kill the jockey.

A clever horse wants to kill the jockey, so there are many more ways to do it, just sit on the ground, and then roll over, breaking the leg at least and losing his life at worst.

But you said that the horse on the track is not smart, then there must be a degree, and now this horse is still 108,000 miles away from the word smart.

"What you think!"

Finally, the old rancher who spoke felt that there was no need to continue talking to Zhang Chi, the whole thing was a thoroughbred horse and two fools, yes, you were right, but you can't pull out a special character and say it alone, the horse on the track is stupid to say the past, but stupid to the point that your horse is blind, will it be too nonsense?

"Sure enough, it's George's horse."

An old rancher made a joke.

"George's steed? Okay! ”

Another group of people also followed, and everyone didn't have too much malice, they just wanted to laugh at Zhang Chi.

These people have no hostility towards Zhang Chi, and everyone is usually a good neighbor, but now that Zhang Chi has done something stupid, if they don't laugh and ridicule, how can it be!

In the face of this ridicule, Zhang Chi didn't care at all, where would he care about this ridicule now.

If a person always cares about this kind of ridicule, then he will be very unsatisfactory in society, and it is almost determined that he will not be able to make a fortune.

Those who engage in antiques are taking advantage of other people's knowledge blind spots, and what is missing is nothing more than using low prices to cheat things out of people's hands, and then sell them at high prices.

In business, selling money with customer information, and selling half-finished vegetable packages as stir-fried vegetables, which one is the practice of asking for face?

In short, if you look at society, the shameless people have become rich, and the shameless people are still struggling at the bottom for a few taels of silver.

Zhang Chi took a handful of money from his pocket, took out a roll of money, and pulled the leather rope away from the money.

"I bought it, and there are four horses outside, in the fence," Zhang Chi finished speaking, waiting for Mason's offer.

Mason did the math, then pulled out his phone and pressed the calculator, poking a finger at it.

Zhang Chi has already calculated it here, there are five hundred and one horses outside, four is two thousand, plus this thoroughbred horse, it is two thousand three.

Mason said: "You give two thousand two, and I will subtract another hundred for this horse."

Mason's conscience is really a little difficult to pass, because he feels that Zhang Chi Ranch doesn't need these horses, and if Zhang Chi can come and buy them, he must want to help himself.

Old Mason didn't know that there was a factor to help him, but it was more that Zhang Chi had arranged it himself.

Fingers matched, counted twenty-two bills from the banknote roll, and sent them to Mason: "You dot it."

Mason was quite serious, counted it to make sure it was correct, and nodded at Zhang Chi: "Just right."

"And when are we going to turn this horse?" Zhang Chi asked.

Thoroughbred horses are registered in the thoroughbred club, if you don't change the registration information, you can't say that this horse belongs to you, and now Zhang Chi has bought this horse, so naturally you have to let Mason pass the account.

Mason said, "Right now, you wait."

As he spoke, Mason led Zhang Chi out of the stable and into the office of the racecourse.

Now it's convenient, this kind of thing doesn't need to be changed by the Jockey Club, just go to the Jockey Club's website and connect Zhang Chi's information with this horse.

It's just that what Zhang Chi didn't expect was that he had to pay another money to register as a horse owner, and the good guy tossed for a while, and the money Zhang Chi paid here exceeded the money for buying a horse.

These grandchildren of the Jockey Club are really asking for money to die!

"Now, the horse is completely yours, George, good luck".

With everything in order, Mason stretched out his hand to Zhang Chi.

After shaking hands with Mason, Zhang Chi smiled and said, "We still have to sign a contract for horse training, and you can help me train Silly Damu in a few days."

Silly Damu is the name of Zhang Chi's newly bought racehorse, it doesn't matter what it was originally called, but in the future, this horse will be called Silly Damu.

Mason didn't want to train this stupid tree at all, even if he bred it, he wanted not to have anything to do with it in his life.

But Mason thinks that George is kind, this person is so kind, this kind of broken horse still allows him to train? Isn't it just overtly making money for a contract?

"George, I appreciate your trust, but stupid...... Silly, Daddy really doesn't need to train."

"Mason, trust me".

Zhang Chi's strength in loading coins really frightened Mason, his eyes were so deep and firm, and for a while Mason forgot that the stupid Trojan horse was like its name.