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Riding Chiyan Mountain, holding the silly big wood, trot all the way to the gate of Mason's racecourse.

After entering the gate of the racecourse and looking inside, Zhang Chi found that the racecourse was a little different. What's the difference?It was much more lively than before. There were a lot of horses in the racecourse during the previous two visits, but this time there were fewer horses and more people.

Of course, there were not too many people in the stables. Zhang Chi saw seven or eight people busy with their horses. As for whether there were any in the stables, Zhang Chi didn't know.

Anyway, there are more people than before.

Mason, who was standing at the door of the stable, saw Zhang Chi coming over with the silly big wood, and went up to meet him. Seeing that Zhang Chi was about to dismount, he reached out to help Zhang Chi grab Chiyanshan's bridle.

"It's coming very quickly," Mason said, sounding very enthusiastic, but with Mason's coffin face, it doesn't make people feel warm at all.

"Well, send it earlier and finish it sooner." Zhang Chi smiled and got off his horse.

After dismounting, he handed over the reins of Silly Damu to Mason, and tied Chi Yanshan to the horse stake next to him.

Mason took the silly big wood, looked at it and opened his mouth and asked, "This guy seems to have grown taller again."

Zhang Chi began to pretend to be stupid: "Have you grown taller again? It was about the same height when I took it home?"

Mason thinks that the stupid big wood has grown taller, but he doesn't care much about how tall he grows. Although Mason is old, he has a good memory, but if you let him remember the data of a good horse, it must be correct, but if you let him remember the data of a bad horse , he really can't remember.

It's like a silly big tree, whether it grows tall or shrinks, it doesn't matter to Mason.

"Oh, that's how tall it is." Mason led Silly Damu into the stable, while chatting with Zhang Chi with his face sideways.

Zhang Chi said: "The racecourse is very lively now, and there are more people than before."

Mason said with a smile: "There are not many people. Besides my original thoroughbred horses, there are also some horses sent here for training. You see, there are horses in more than half of the stalls now."

The two of them had already entered the stable, and Mason said to a cowboy in front of him, "Sean, come here and take this horse to Room [-], feed it some feed, and pull it out in half an hour, let it go Lacley rode for a lap, tested its basic data, and took it for a half-hour swim after the test... ".

Zhang Chi was a little dizzy by the side, thinking: Why does this old man have so much money in his pocket now?

Mason didn't know what Zhang Chi was thinking at the moment, he was ordering the big guys to work now.

For Mason, the difficulty of the racecourse is not solved, but pushed back. Now Mason uses the money collected by everyone, and the contract given by everyone, and asks the bank for a loan to maintain the racecourse.

If a year later, he still cannot fundamentally change the economic situation of the racecourse, then what awaits him is still bankruptcy.

Now Mason can be said to be fighting hard, putting all his hopes on a few horses. At this moment, in order to keep his own racecourse, Mason needs a few victories, even if it is a victory in a game of G2\G3 level. , is also quite important to him.

If he wants to keep the racecourse, the best way is to win a lucrative horse training contract.

A few games of G2\G3 are easy for Mason before.

But now, he is no longer the former Mason who has won countless races with his trained horses.

It has been many years since Mason left the horse racing circle. Now if you leave any line of work for a few years, no matter how good it is, no matter how good it is, it will be forgotten by most people.Not to mention the highly competitive trainer industry.

No one knows Mason's name now, and no one cares about his level. Even if they know, they will doubt whether his ability can keep up with the times.

Therefore, most of Mason's horse training contracts now come from the small contracts of neighbors in Amber Town, and the training fees are not high.

Mason also understands that everyone gave himself these contracts to lend a helping hand, not to help him solve his debts. While he is grateful, he must also make himself more valuable, so that he can get more and more lucrative commission contracts.

If you want to get these contracts, you need achievements. The more awards you have won as a horse trainer, the more horse owners who want to entrust you to train horses, and the more lucrative the contracts.

Almost like most industries, the trainer industry is pretty much a winner takes all.

The horses in the hands of Chang Sheng's trainer can't be trained, and the garbage trainer has no horses to train.

At this time in the racecourse, Mason finally stopped being stubborn and bowed his head to reality, so he returned to Mason as an economic animal, and once again set up his own airs.

Several retired old guys were invited by him, together with some young people, formed a racecourse team of young and old, and devoted most of their energy to the few horses in the current racecourse.

"Do you have any requests?" Mason watched the young assistant lead Silly Damu away, then turned his head and asked Zhang Chi who was looking at the horse in the cubicle.

How can Zhang Chi have any opinions? He is like a rolling pin blowing fire on horse training-he doesn't know anything!
Besides, Zhang Chi felt that he had done everything he could and couldn't do, and he had fed several scoops of gourd pulp, and the rest was to look at the results of Silly Damu.

"If you have the opportunity to take it to the track to run with other horses, well, at least two or three races, if it is too short, it will not reflect its level, so let's do more, five races," Zhang Chi said.

One game will determine the outcome, and then kill Silly Damu. Zhang Chi feels a little sorry for the two hundred yuan he paid and the entrustment contract signed with Mason, so he asks Silly Damu to run at least two or three games, if possible. Four or five games are fine.

As long as Silly Damu can run mid-range in most races, then Zhang Chi feels that he can safely pick a good horse and feed it gourd pulp.

Of course, the ending of the silly big wood will still be sent to the slaughterhouse, accepting its ordinary horse life fate.

Don't blame Zhang Chi for being cruel, not to mention the uncompetitive horses like Silly Damu, even if there are many good-looking horses, they can only enter the slaughterhouse if they fail to achieve results.

Thoroughbred horses have almost no use other than going on the track.

It can't handle calves, it can't compare with quarter horses, and it can't even compare with ordinary ranch horses.

Even for ordinary riding, there are very few people who have nothing to do with galloping on a thoroughbred horse.

Their legs are too thin, and they are too easy to be injured. Once they get stuck in a mouse hole in the grass or step on a stone while running fast, the jockey on the horse may only have four words: Life and death are uncertain!
Therefore, thoroughbred horses that cannot go on the track, or fail to achieve results on the track, will end up in slaughterhouses. Only those horses with excellent results and opportunities for breeding can survive.

After hearing this, Mason said to Zhang Chi: "George, I think you have to be realistic. I know you bought this horse to help me, and I also hope that it can run excellent results, but this is unrealistic. My friend!

Silly Damu can't even win a junior game, you have to accept this reality."

"Mason, Mason, Mason, I repeat, I didn't buy him to help you or anything, I just liked him. I thought he was a great horse, that's why I paid for it, and now I'm putting After handing it over to you, the next thing you have to do is to train it carefully according to the contract, and then let it run a few times on the track, at least three, and preferably five," Zhang Chi said with a smile.

Whether the silly Damu's grades are good or not, Zhang Chi still has to brag about the cow coins, and he has to pave the way for the future. When the time comes, he will buy a good horse and make money.

"Please trust my expertise," Mason said.

Now that the contract was signed, Mason felt that he had to train Silly Damu according to the requirements, which was his professional ethics.

As for what Zhang Chi said about going to the track three or five times, Mason felt that it was completely unnecessary.

Silly Damu is a horse bred by his racecourse. He thinks that he knows Sha Damu too well, and there is no possibility of any results.

The meaning of the words is to let Zhang Chi die, don't just daydream about nothing, you can't do it stupidly.

"I don't think it's necessary to play three games. Two games can roughly show its ability, and the elementary way still costs money," Mason said.

Horse racing in the United States is a big sport. According to statistics, about 150 horse races are held in the United States every year, with more than [-] million spectators and [-] billion US dollars of tickets.

Most of the [-] games are junior games. This is actually the same as the selection of athletes. The talented ones are selected from the [-] young athletes and gathered together, and then the better ones are selected among these talented ones. .

In this way, the pyramid structure is formed layer by layer, with a large number of amateurs at the bottom.

This junior horse racing is almost like an amateur human athlete.

There are a lot of these races, but in most places you have to pay for such races, the venue, and the transportation costs. The most expensive is the team fees, trainers, jockeys, assistants, etc. .

No matter how weak Mason is, if he takes someone out to the nearest racetrack, it will cost three to five thousand dollars.

So what Mason is saying is don't waste the money, your stupid big wood doesn't have to.

Zhang Chi shook his head resolutely: "Follow what I said, run five times, how can I do it if I don't run this number of times, I can't see the talent of silly big wood."

"The expenses incurred in the competition are not included in the training contract," Mason reminded.

Zhang Chi said in a friendly manner: "Of course I paid for the money, and I will have to cheer for the stupid Damu with my own eyes."

Mason had no choice but to persuade and persuade. This person must be stubborn, so he can only earn Zhang Chi's money against his conscience.

Practice hard for you, the results after going on the track, then you can’t blame me, it’s unrealistic for you to let Silly Damu run first at this level, even if it’s the first in the kindergarten level, it has nothing to do with Silly Damu .