How did I become an old artist?

Chapter 217 Top Maxima!Bole Xiangma!

Zhao Chen entered the deepest part of the stable.

Ma Peng's horse was completely beyond Zhao Chen's expectations.

This horse is very thin, the white hair looks dirty, very messy, and there is some rancid smell on its body.

It was lying on its side on the ground, with a decadent look, which was completely different from those glamorous top racehorses outside.

Seeing Zhao Chen and Wang Fu appear, the horse immediately let out a warning neigh.

Zhao Chen noticed that the rein that tied the horse was worn out a lot, indicating that the horse often wanted to break free from the rein.

"Manager Wang, what's the situation?" Zhao Chen frowned and asked.

"Master, don't get me wrong, this horse has nothing to do with us." Wang Fu hurriedly explained.

After all, the racecourse cares about reputation very much, and if others think that they have mistreated the horse, it will have a great impact on the reputation of the racecourse.

"This horse is like this. It has a bad temper, doesn't eat well, often kicks pots, and doesn't let people come close."

"Hey, it just happened to be like this after a good race-level BMW."

Wang Fu said with emotion.

"Manager Wang, according to you, it wasn't like this before." Zhao Chen sensed something hidden and asked immediately.

"This horse used to be the treasure of our racecourse. It has been gifted since childhood. Many people made an appointment to buy it." Wang Fu said with emotion.

"However, something happened later."

"You also know that horse racing has certain risks, and no one can control it."

"Its mother is a top racehorse who also won the horse racing championship the year before."

"During the horse race last year, its mother stumbled and fell, causing the horse racers to also fall and lose their ranking."

"That man was a ruthless man. He killed the horse when he returned home. The horse belonged to someone else. If he wanted to kill it, he would kill it. No one else could say anything."

"Later, the white horse seemed to realize that its mother was dead, and it became like this, irritable and disobedient."

"Oh, what a pity."

Wang Fu let out a long sigh.

This white horse is a top horse in the race level, but now it is so decadent.

It is a pity.

Zhao Chen didn't know whether it was Wang Fu's pity that the horse was not in good condition, or it was a pity that the horse couldn't be sold for a good price.

Zhao Chen was very moved by this horse.

He walked slowly towards the stable.

The white horse noticed him approaching, its thin front hooves moved slightly, and there was a sound of warning snorting from its nose.

Zhao Chen squatted down and looked at it not far away.

The white horse was lying on the ground, looking a little weak.

The horse is indeed poor.

His mother was a top racehorse, but she was directly killed by her owner because of a mistake.

So far, it has failed to recover.

Zhao Chen knew horses, he could tell that the horse's movements were warning him not to approach.

This shows that white horses are still very resistant to humans.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you."

"I know, you are not irritable, but afraid."

Zhao Chen looked at the white horse and gently comforted him.

Everyone thought that the white horse became irritable because it was stimulated, so people in the racecourse were not very willing to approach this horse, and would struggle whenever they approached it.

Zhao Chen could tell that the white horse was just afraid, after all, this horse had just grown up and hadn't seen much in the world.

Moreover, a place like the racecourse is somewhat restrained and depressing, making it easier to be stimulated.

The white horse looked at Zhao Chen, and became a little quieter, but only a little.

There is a play.

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows.

Immediately, he stood up and turned to look at Wang Fu.

"Manager Wang, I'll just buy this horse, let's make a price." Zhao Chen said directly.

"Ah?" Wang Fu was stunned for a moment, never expecting that someone would buy this white horse.

After all, Wang Fu tried various methods, but he couldn't cure the white horse's psychology at all, so he planned to give up.

The abandoned racehorse is nothing more than the fate of entering the slaughterhouse.

"Master, it is a purebred racehorse, certified by a professional pedigree certificate."

"The price is a bit more expensive."

Wang Fu said immediately.

Zhao Chen looked calm, and said: "Think carefully, everyone can see the condition of this horse, if I don't buy it, maybe no one will buy it."

Wang Fu was silent for a while, Zhao Chen was right, this horse was about to give up, it was almost the same as before.

"Master, I originally wanted you 50, because the estimated selling price of this horse is 200 million, and it is even ready to be auctioned, and the price may be sky-high."

"But for a few months, I was exhausted physically and mentally by it, and it couldn't be cured at all, so I gave up."

"In this way, the price is 20 yuan, you can take it if you want."

"However, it was agreed in advance that the horses sold at the racecourse will not be returned. As long as the transaction is successful, we will not pay compensation even if the horse commits suicide."

"what do you think?"

Wang Fu said directly.

"Sure, no problem." Zhao Chen laughed, "Sign the contract first."

Both parties were afraid that the other would go back on their word, so Zhao Chen and Wang Fu quickly signed the contract.

20 was transferred to the account of the racecourse, and the transaction was completely completed.

"I can use this stable. I have to feed it first, otherwise I'm afraid it won't be able to survive the two-day transportation." Zhao Chen asked.

After the transaction was completed, Wang Fu was in a good mood.

"Master, use whatever you want, we will provide you with high-quality fodder at any time, just call if you have something to do." Wang Fu replied with a smile.

"it is good."

At this time, the feeder came over and reminded: "Master, you'd better not get too close to it, as soon as we get close to it, it behaves very irritable and wants to kick people."

"Being kicked by such a superb BMW is hard to bear."

Zhao Chen nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Then, the staff and Wang Fu left, leaving only the key to the stable to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen looked at the white horse in front of him.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Zhao Chen had a smile on his face, looking full of kindness.

His smile is more friendly. When he was on the mountain before, the Wolf King, who was always afraid of people, had a good impression of Zhao Chen.

The white horse was panting rapidly, a little uneasy, and seemed to want to break free from the rein.

After all, it has been terrified of humans for a long time, so it is not so easy to appease.

However, it also felt that Zhao Chen did not have any malice.

"Relax."

Zhao Chen tried to reach out his hand, and slowly approached the white horse.

This process must not be rushed.

The white horse began neighing again, and seemed somewhat resistant.

Zhao Chen stopped and watched from the side.

The white horse kept staring at Zhao Chen, and Zhao Chen remained patient and gentle.

Zhao Chen can spend one week carving and two weeks making Yaobian Tianmu, his patience is very strong.

He quietly accompanied the white horse.

There is a saying that a BMW is matched with a hero, a Maxima is common but Bole is not.

Horses are very spiritual animals with a lot of emotion.

When Zhao Chen was learning riding and archery, his father told him to treat the horse that followed him well, so that the horse could loyally protect the owner.

"Follow me from now on, leave here." Zhao Chen said again.

The white horse seemed to gradually understand Zhao Chen's kindness.

Its eyes gradually calmed down, even a little aggrieved and sad.

Zhao Chen slowly stretched out his hand again.

This time, Baima's resistance was very slight.

Zhao Chen's hand touched the white horse's face, and then he gently stroked the white horse's face, and moved closer to combing the white horse's dirty hair.

"You have to cheer up, you shouldn't be like this." Zhao Chen looked at the white horse and said again.

The white horse slowly stood up from the lying position.

Zhao Chen felt its emotions, and then, he went directly to the front of the white horse, untied the reins from the white horse, and held it in his hands.

If this scene is seen by the staff of the racecourse, their jaws will definitely drop in shock.

Because this white horse is very irritable, if he let it go like this, it might cause a lot of trouble.

An angry horse is very aggressive.

But this time, the white horse did not show violent emotions.

"Come on, let's go outside and have a look."

Zhao Chen laughed, the recovery of the white horse was faster than he imagined.

He opened the door of the stable and led the white horse out.

Outside, there were 12 race-level horses that Zhao Chen had seen just now, each of which was worth more than one million.

These horses noticed that Zhao Chen came out leading the white horse.

"Donkey~~~~~"

The first horse honked excitedly, as if encouraging.

Then, the second horse, the third horse
All the horses in this huge horse peng suddenly became excited, and they kept barking as they broke free from the reins.

They celebrate, they inspire.

Horses are very emotional.

Baima's mother used to be colleagues, friends and elders of these horses.

Therefore, these horses hope that the white horse can cheer up.

At the same time, Wang Fu had just stepped outside.

He heard the neighing sound from the stable behind, and his face changed drastically.

what's the situation?
Why are the race-level horses starting to cry?
These horses are the treasures of the racecourse, nothing can go wrong!
Wang Fu hurried back with the staff.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw not far away, Zhao Chen was walking out with a white horse.

Every time they passed in front of a stable, the handsome horse next to it would raise its front hooves, as if congratulating the return of the king.

The white horse walked forward proudly. When it passed a stable, it found fresh fodder in the basin. It poked its neck in and took a big bite.

Wang Fu was dumbfounded.

This white horse has become docile?

It's incredible!

Zhao Chen led the horse and walked past Wang Fu.

Wang Fu was a little vigilant and afraid, so he went to hide behind the side railing, and the staff also picked up the broom beside him, looking like he wanted to protect himself.

Zhao Chen comforted the white horse.

The white horse glanced at them, sneezed disdainfully, and continued to follow Zhao Chen.

Maxima often has it, but Bole does not often have it.

It seems that the white horse has identified Zhao Chen.

Things went a lot smoother.

Outside the stable, the sun shines on the white horse.

Its hair still looks a little messy.

However, its demeanor has become completely different from before.

Maxima, rejuvenated!
(End of this chapter)