The Best Small Farm

"Ben, are you all right?" the barman asked.

"It's okay, thank you, Qiangshi." Ben shook his head slightly.

"What happened?" Qiang Shi glanced at Li Han not far away.

"Qiang Shi, you know, we and Ben were just talking about Hank's Racecourse, yes, it's Hank's Racecourse." Said the cowboy beside him. "You know, Hanke Racecourse has signed up for all competitions in this horse racing festival."

"Hank Racecourse?" Qiang Shi was a little puzzled. "I haven't heard of it, is it a newly opened racecourse?"

"That's right, the racecourse has just been opened, and you just met that Chinese kid," Ben said.

"It's really unbelievable that the Chinese opened a racecourse." Qiang Shi said.

"Yes, the arrogant Chinese," said Ben. "He thinks that with Franklin, he can create a famous racecourse. What a stupid guy."

"Ben, stop talking, Qiangshi, you saw that guy, maybe he was a little dissatisfied when he heard our conversation." The cowboy beside him said.

"Ben, don't be like this, this Chinese kid will definitely be taught a lesson." Qiang Shi said.

A group of cowboys looked at Li Han with some anger in their eyes.

"Han, you were so cool just now," Natalie said. "Just seems to piss off the cowboys."

"Perhaps, we should leave here." Alta said.

Li Han nodded. There are several children here. Li Han didn't want to have a conflict. Just now, he went to say hello. "Okay then, let's get out of here after drinking."

"Hey, just wait and see, I have to teach this arrogant guy a lesson."

"That's right."

"We should tell this Chinese kid that this is Billings, not Hank's Racecourse." Several cowboys said. "Ben, you know some of the jockeys at Jones, I think. Those jockeys might be interested in teaching the Chinese boy a lesson."

"That's right." The other cowboys said one after another.

Ben nodded, the guy. He had just been severely taught by Li Han and lost face. Ben picked up the whiskey, downed it in one gulp, and nodded. stand up.

"Qiang Shi, thank you very much."

Tell me, Ben, got up, walked straight to the exit of the bar, passed by Li Han's table, and glanced at Li Han.

"Han, this guy won't come here to fight you, will he?" Natalie whispered.

"Natalie." Alta. Dumbfounding, the imagination is quite rich.

"Daddy can beat bad uncle with one hand."

The Dudu villain waved his fist and said.

"Yeah, uncle is amazing." Bao Bao said with a little admiration on his face.

Hamdan curled his lips, two childish villains.

Ben, just, snorted. Out the door of the bar.

"You're such a coward." Natalie curled her lips, full of disdain. This girl is completely afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"Okay, we should go."

Li Han. He drank his glass of wine and said. "I need to buy a saddle for Blackie."

"Okay." Natalie, at first, was still thinking about watching Li Han's Chinese Kungfu, although Li Han always said no, but Natalie. I'm sure, Han, knows Chinese Kungfu.

"Oh, look, that arrogant Chinese is leaving." Several cowboys said. "Let's go, let's tell everyone that this arrogant Chinese will definitely pay for his arrogance."

The organizer of the Montana Race Festival compiled the registration list, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the Hank Racecourse that had registered for all 16 events.

"Come and see, everyone, this racecourse has signed up for 16 events. God, this is the horse racing festival in the past ten years. It is the first time that a racecourse has signed up for it. All the events, God, this racecourse is crazy."

"Hank's racecourse?"

Another referee was a little confused. "I haven't heard that there is a Hank horse farm in Montana. Could it be from another state?"

"No, look, it's written here, the small town of Buton, Komixing Town, Hanke Racecourse." Another referee said.

"Kemixing Town, could it be the racecourse owned by that Chinese kid?" A member of the organizing committee who was sorting out the information said with a frown.

"Chinese?"

"Chinese people know how to raise horses?"

"This guy, don't you know that a racecourse must focus on its own advantages in individual events, so that it is possible to get good results." Another older referee.

"Oh, Byrd, you know how ignorant the rich Chinese are now, but I like them, Bird, you know, last time a rich Chinese bought a riding horse, God, I recommend him, twenty horses Quarter with champion pedigree." A judge next to him was a horse breeder from a large racecourse.

"Elite, riding a horse of champion blood, unless a fool would do it." The older referee next to him said with a curled lip.

"Bird, you are wrong. That Chinese rich man was very happy and paid the money very simply. God, he wrote a check on the spot. This is the most generous guest I have ever seen." Elliott said with a proud face.

"One and a half million dollars, hey, how generous." Elliott said. "I like it, rich Chinese."

"What a fool," Bird said.

Riding horses, about 10,000 US dollars, are enough. Of course, the price of the champion pedigree quat is a little higher, but the pedigree is thin, and it is not suitable for racing horses.

Perhaps only local tyrants in China are willing to accept this kind of mixed-breed horse with impure pedigree but a good reputation. You must know that whether it is a horse farm, a ranch, or a farm, buying a riding horse will not want this kind of horse with extremely poor cost performance.

Several referees were very excited when they talked about the recent Chinese billionaires. "I didn't expect that more and more Chinese people fell in love with raising horses. I really don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing."

"It was a good thing at the time. You know, if Chinese rich people just bought horses, it would be a good thing for us. But, if they bought a horse farm, God, I can't believe it, what would happen." Byrd said.

"That's right." Elliott said.

"If there are more Hank racecourses, I think there will be fewer and fewer horse racing in Montana. If the Chinese want to learn how to raise horses, they may have to wait another 50 years." Said the young horse breeder next to him.

Byrd and Elliott, a few members of the organizing committee beside them, nodded slightly. "The Chinese pursue profits too much. They won't give everything to breed a good horse. Maybe they can get more benefits, but they can't get a real good horse."

In Montana, and even in the entire American horse racing circle, the impression of the Chinese is still at the stage of foolishly spending money. It has to be said that this is a common problem of many domestic racecourses. In many cases, the purpose of opening a racecourse is to make profits. As for the breeding of horse breeds, it is not only the domestic environment, but also the ideology. No one wants to do this.

The appearance of Hanke Racecourse, in the eyes of everyone, is more of a Chinese rich man who made a toy on the spur of the moment. As for signing up, all the projects, God, can only show that this Chinese is crazy.

"Too arrogant."

"If you want to win all the championships, this guy must be crazy." A jockey at Jones Racecourse roared angrily.

"Ben, this arrogant guy will definitely pay for his arrogance."

"We will let him know how far the championship is from him, arrogant boy."

Ben smiled. "That's right, Hank Racecourse, looking down on all of us, God, how arrogant, arrogant, and stupid it is."

Ben, in the afternoon, talked about Hank's Racecourse with almost half of the jockeys and racecourse representatives. Of course, this guy can't say anything good. For a while, Hanke's racecourse was famous.

It's just that they are full of notoriety, arrogance, ignorance, and stupidity, and because of their arrogance, many racecourses have been angered. Quite a few people said that they would teach Hanke a hard lesson one by one.

Joanna and Mira were puzzled when they heard the news. "What did Han do?"

"Joanna, this is troublesome." Mira said.

Now almost everyone has heard that Hanke Farm has signed up for all the events, and they don't know when the news spread that Hanke Farm wants to win all the championships.

It was even more vivid, saying, Hank's racecourse is arrogant, and Hank's racecourse is the best racecourse in Montana. There are more and more rumors, and Li Han's image is getting worse and worse.

"Why is it happening like that?"

Mira smiled wryly.

"These bastards."

Joanna said. "Mila, we should find Han and discuss it."

"Well, hope, Han has a good way."

Helpless, the two of them didn't expect this to happen. They wanted to keep a low profile.

"Joanna, we are buying saddles, yes, we have to wait a while." Li Han said.

In the saddle shop, Li Han is customizing a saddle for Xiao Hei. You know, a good saddle takes time. "Is it okay for three days? I can double my salary." Li Han said.

It takes a month to order a pair of saddles, and a week at the fastest. Li Han has no time to wait. "No, no, three days is too short, sir, you know, a good saddle requires fine workmanship."

"It takes at least fifty hours for a pair of saddles, six hours a day, and eight days for me," said the craftsman.

"No, three days at most." Li Han said. "Patterns and some textures, I don't need them."

The craftsman thought about it and said. "Then thirty-five hours at least, sir, five days a week at least."

Li Han paid twice the price, and the craftsmen were still tempted. You know, although the business has been good recently, but this is during the horse racing festival. Compared with previous years, sales have dropped by nearly half.

"No no, I need it for the race."

"Horse racing festival, sir, no, the time is too short." Said the craftsman.

"That's a pity." Li Han sighed helplessly.

"Okay, three days, but I need twice the price." The craftsman said that he wanted to contact a friend to make this saddle together.

"All right."

Li Han nodded.

Ten thousand dollars is not cheap.

"dad."

Dudu, pointing to the beautiful little leather boots. "Dodo want a pair of small leather boots?"

"nice."

Li Han looked at it. "How long does it take to order a pair of boots?"

One week to one month, mainly custom-made styles and patterns. (~^~)