The central idea of Zhang Chi to Yu Silly Damu is to go on the track to play the game, and the faster the better.

Mason's central idea of Silly Damu is simpler, just a money word, you want to play games, you want to satisfy you quickly, but you have to give money, the kind of training money in front of you is not enough to participate in a few games, this has to add money!

At this time, Zhang Chi was reluctant to slap his chest.

"You don't have to worry about money, let the racecourse directly open a bill to me for the cost of the race, and I will pay for it."

As soon as Mason heard that there was anything else to say, he immediately said, "Then I'm fine."

Zhang Chi asked, "When will you be able to go on the track?" ”

Mason didn't know what Zhang Chi was anxious about, but he still thought about it for a while and calculated how much time he would need to train Silly Damu.

"A month later, the first game, a week later, the second ......game," Mason said briefly.

Zhang Chi thinks it's okay, go to the race in a month to see it, he also knows that this matter is not in a hurry, he can't say that he sent the horse over today, and let the horse run this weekend, you are happy that the racecourse is not happy, the races are all scheduled, even if someone retires, there will be a horse to make up, you are going to cut the queue now, you are old.

"Then let's follow this," Zhang Chi nodded in agreement with Mason's arrangement.

The matter was decided, Zhang Chi got out of the stable, rode on his Red Flame Mountain and left Mason's horse farm humming a little song.

Mason kept watching Zhang Chi leave, with a melancholy look on his face, and whispered in his mouth: "How can this person be so strong, tell him that this horse can't succeed, this horse can't run results, and he has to run five races!" ”

"Mason!"

"Eddie, what's the matter?" asked Mason as he turned his head to find his old friend Eddie standing behind him.

Eddie was a former excellent jockey, having won many races with Mason, and the pair spent arguably some of the best years of their careers together.

This also allowed the two to form a deep friendship.

So Mason came back to the game, and Eddie came over to stand with his old friend, of course, at this time he was no longer on the track, but although he couldn't get on the track, he still had experience, and with Mason's fame now, if he wanted to find a good and cheap jockey, he had to rely on Eddie's vision.

"What kind of horse did you just send here? Have you trained such a horse now? ”

Eddie just saw Silly Big Wood, and when he saw the horse for the first time, he was shocked, there could be such an ugly thoroughbred in this world!

Originally, he thought that ugly was ugly, but this horse is the same as a man, he looks at his ability, not his face, and he doesn't look at his face.

But after observing for a while, he found that the ugly horse still had a problem with his legs, and after taking it out for a while, Eddie found that he was still a little too high.

What Eddie couldn't stand the most was the stupidity of this horse, the whole thing was a demented child, and he didn't drive it to that station for half a day.

When he was locked in the cubicle, no matter how provocative the horse next to him was, this guy was motionless and gnawed on the grass. This is obviously not a little fighting spirit, and such a track will not produce results on the track.

With physical problems, a bad brain, and little fighting spirit, Eddie thinks that this horse was born to kill meat and eat.

If you kill meat, you will go to the slaughterhouse, what are you doing in the horse training ground?

Eddie was deeply dissatisfied.

"The owner of this horse doesn't understand horses at all!"

Eddie said angrily.

Mason said with a bitter face: "If he knew horses, he wouldn't let Silly Damu play five games."

"What?"

Eddie was even more surprised, such a horse had to play five races, wouldn't that be a money for nothing to give to the racecourse?

"It's been agreed that next month we will be on the track, one race a week, five races in a row," Mason said, "and you don't have to race all of the two-year-olds, as long as there is a race, you can arrange it for five races, and then send it to Andriy Racecourse next year, and I'll go there in two days to take it with me," Mason said.

Eddie listened, thought for a moment and asked, "If we don't stay in the ranch for a while, at least we can try to correct its pace."

Eddie thinks that since we have taken other people's money, we must do something, and now we haven't practiced anything, we don't have any foundation at all, so is it appropriate to just throw the horse on the track?

Mason's face became even more bitter: "I can't teach it, this horse is bred in my horse farm, I've taught it for more than a year, I can't teach anything, I can't teach it in a month now."

Hearing the news, Eddie was able to stuff an egg in his mouth, looked at his old friend, and was really embarrassed to open his mouth, and said in his heart: Mason, Mason, are you really old, such horses can be bred, I am not very optimistic about the future of your horse farm!

"So be it," Eddie didn't have much to do.

However, the two of them soon forgot about the stupid big wood, and now they are all focused on the existing few good horses, hoping that they can run well, at least a few low-level champions, so that they can collect other people's money.

"Silly big wood? How could it be named after that guy? "Eddie is a bit of an understarter.

"It's not what you think, this stupid big wood has never been president, stupid is Sdia Fart, big wood is Wood, the whole plus together is a stupid guy like a piece of wood, it is Chinese pronunciation, not from English" Mason explained.

Eddie said, "So he also knows that this horse is stupid."

"Where is the stupidity of Silly Big Wood to know, just look at it," Mason sighed.

In the afternoon of the next day, the assistant of the racecourse pulled the stupid big wood into a trailer and dragged him to the largest city in the city, where there was a racecourse, the largest racecourse in the vicinity of a hundred kilometers.

Two of the horses from Mason Horse Farm in front of him are now a little older, and with Silly Damu, there are three horses.

The horse farm has a special stable, of course, with Mason's current strength, it is impossible to rent the best position, there is a stable, can feed almost enough.

Silly Damu has almost no requirements for the environment, not to mention that there is a small cubicle, as long as there is a place to stand, even if there is no food, Silly Damu will stand stupidly.

It's that stupid!

The stallions here are almost all light, and the stallions are quite irritable before they are castrated, and it is common for them to bite and kick people, and some horses will catch and bite anything, and yelling at other horses is even more common.

But Silly Timber never responded to these companions, as if he couldn't hear them, and let a chestnut stallion in the next compartment almost kick the compartment door open, and Silly Timber still gnawed on the grass with blank eyes.

Soon, all the trainers here know that Silly Damu, the first is because it is too tall, the restatement of the measured shoulder height is 1.80 meters, generally speaking, the height of the thoroughbred horse is only 1.7 meters, and it is okay to nod, but the shoulder height of 1.80 meters is equivalent to Da Yao mixed in the NBA, and the height of that station is the ruling level.

The second reason is that it doesn't care much about other people, even trainers and jockeys, and Silly Big Wood doesn't like to take care of it, as if its daily task is to eat grass and.

Mason had arrived at the racecourse with his assistant, along with two other horses. Now they have to stay here for at least a month, which includes all kinds of training and getting used to the venue.

The five horses brought by Mason will all have their first race of their lives on Saturdays and Sundays in a month's time.

Mason is very busy, here every day he has to look at all kinds of data of the horses under his name, Mason also wants to get the money spent by Zhang Chi, but unfortunately in the end Mason still gave up.

Or is it because this stupid big wood can't teach Ben, and it can't learn any commands.

Mason gave up, Eddie gave up, and in the end he even saved the stupid wood from running on the track, and finally even the riders who said they were going to ride it on the track were not happy to ride the stupid wood.

There is still more than half a month before the competition, and Mason simply doesn't look for a rider, thinking that he will find a temporary one during the competition, but it really can't be done, and let the trainees here ride a stupid big log to run a lap for George to see.

To put it simply, Mason gave up and lay flat!

Zhang Chi didn't know about this, but even if he knew, he didn't necessarily care.

At this moment, Zhang Chi was sitting in the front of the house, the small recliner was placed directly on the open space, and the sun in the sky gradually became warmer, so basking in the sun became a must-do thing for Zhang Chi in the afternoon.

Every time he basks in the sun, Zhang Chi is sunburned, and the two dogs and three dogs in the family and the ink also come out, and these guys can find a narrow corner between Zhang Chi and the recliner and hide their bodies in it.

Of course, the favored ink will roll on Zhang Chi's legs. While basking in the sun, he used Zhang Chi as a blanket.

While basking in the sun and humming a little song, Zhang Chi at this moment is like the hateful landlord Lao Cai in the movie.

"I want to be rich, I want to be rich......".

The little lyrics of humming and chirping are poured back and forth, and there is this sentence, and Zhang Chi is still singing beautifully.

Closing his eyes and enjoying his beautiful singing voice, Zhang Chi suddenly felt that his eyes were dark.

It's not that it's dark in front of you, but when you close your eyes and face the sun, your eyes see through your eyelids that it's a bright flesh color, and sometimes a touch of red.

But all of a sudden, it was dark, and Zhang Chi would definitely open his eyes and take a look.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a face just between myself and the sun.

"Why are you here?"

Take a closer look at who is not Merica?

Seeing this little girl's skin Zhang Chi, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and felt that there would be no good thing for this little girl's skin to come over.

"We're friends, I'm okay to come and see you, okay?" Merica laughed.

Zhang Chi looked her up and down and said, "If you have something, just say it, don't disturb my sleep if it's okay, and play wherever you like."

Saying that, Zhang Chi lay down again and closed his eyes, reaching out to touch the ink, only to realize that as soon as he smelled Merica, the ink had already been turned upside down.

"If there's something, I'm looking for you to cure the cow," Merica laughed.

"Treat the cow?" Zhang Chi was a little confused.

But soon he remembered that he had told Merika before that he had a way to cure cattle and not grow meat by eating alone.