pasture leisure

Chapter 196 The world is too small
It's finally all right now, everyone went back to Melika's manor and started making dumplings.

There is nothing to say about dumplings. The quality of the raw materials is good, and the filling is well adjusted so that it cannot be unpalatable. So waiting for Melika to come back, everyone just cooked the first pot of dumplings.

"Your legs are really long," Zhang Chi said, looking at Melika.

Melika smiled and sat down with a plate of dumplings: "It's done."

After finishing speaking, he asked Zhang Chi, "How was your running result today?"

Zhao Yue replied: "How about it, I ran sixth."

Melika was quite strange, looking at Zhang Chi and asked: "I ran sixth, and my grades are good."

Zheng Bohong said with a smile: "The sixth from the bottom is not bad? There are more than ten horses in the race, not just six horses."

Melika nodded and said: "The sixth from the bottom is not very good, but it is considered a miracle for Silly Damu. I thought it had to be the last, at least seven or eight horses behind. Finished sixth from last."

"..."

The three of Zheng Bohong suddenly felt that they had nothing to say, they ran the sixth from the bottom, and the other horses should be killed, and it was a miracle to put the silly big wood here.

Duan Shuyi said: "When I came back, Zhang Chi bought another horse for [-] US dollars."

"Son of Shining California" Zheng Bohong said.

Melika said with a smile: "Let me take a guess, this horse must have run last, and the distance behind is still quite large."

"How do you know, you have watched the game?" Zhao Yue asked.

Melika said: "It depends on the competition. If this horse can run the first group, ten thousand dollars can't even buy a horse's leg. If it is not such a poor result, how could someone If it sells for $[-], if the results are not too bad, at least you have to run two or three games.”

"It was really guessed by you," Zheng Bohong said with a smile.

Neither Zheng Bohong, Zhao Yue, nor Duan Shuyi are good at horse racing. Although they play racetracks, they are horses for tourists to ride. They don't care much about speed racing, and of course they know a little bit about it.

"It's a good guess." Melika laughed.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Zhang Chi: "If you want to play horse racing, don't always think about making big gains with small things. This is unrealistic. If you don't spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on horse racing, you won't even see money. If you really If you have no money, then take it out and buy shares in a horse. In this case, you may have a chance to earn back the money you invested. If you play like you, it’s better not to play, it’s a waste of money.”

Melika knows about horse racing, not only does she know, her family also has racing horses, not only have but also several famous horses.There are a few wealthy people in the United States who don't play horse racing. A group of horse owners get together to watch horse racing. It is not only a game, but also a business, and it is also a place for networking.

But Zhang Chi played like this, and Melika thought it was a bad brain. When she bought the silly big wood, Melika thought that Zhang Chi was just making a fuss, and it was fine when he lost his energy.

But suddenly seeing that he bought another horse for [-] US dollars, Melika felt that she had to talk to Zhang Chi.

Melika doesn't know why she has so many things. According to her personality, let alone an ordinary person, even if Zheng Bohong and others want to play horse racing, she would not talk so deeply, but if it was Zhang Chi, she just wanted to Said, without vomit, wishing to strangle his neck and tell him that horse racing is not like this.

"I see." Zhang Chi smiled.

Seeing Zhang Chi's unbeatable smile, Melika felt a surge of anger in her dantian, and it took a long time to suppress it, and she didn't want to talk to Zhang Chi, a bastard for a moment.

"There's still a game tomorrow," Zhao Yue interjected at this moment.

Melika was really stunned: "Tomorrow? Is tomorrow the track you just bought?"

"No, it's still Silly Damu. There will be a lack of horses for tomorrow's game, so Damu will go up and make up the numbers," Zhao Yue said.

After hearing this, Melika guessed what the whole thing was about.

But now she doesn't want to talk to Zhang Chi anymore, she feels that this dog doesn't listen to advice.

For dinner, we all eat dumplings together.

After dinner, Melika went to work, Zhang Chi and Zheng Bohong had nothing to do, the two women went to play Frisbee with the dog in the yard, and Zhang Chi and Zheng Bohong went swimming.

Zhang Chi was quite happy, splashing around in the big swimming pool for a while.

Zheng Bohong's swimming style is professional. He was born in a good family and was taught by a professional teacher. Zhang Chi is a good dog planer. He is not afraid of drowning. He is escorted by gourds. The one that thumps in the water is called a happy fruit.

In the end, Zheng Bohong was a little surprised, because Zheng Bohong felt exhausted after swimming back and forth a few times, while Zhang Chi also swam a few times back and forth. Although he was much slower than Zheng Bohong, the dog planing was also laborious.

This guy is not tired, is he bloody?
"I said you're not tired?" Zheng Bohong had already landed at the moment, lying on the deck chair by the pool and looking at Zhang Chi who was still thrashing in the water and asked.

"Should I be tired?"

Zhang Chi really didn't think so.

At this time, Zhao Yue and the two came in. The two had already changed into swimsuits, which were very conservative and conjoined. Zhang Chi felt a little disappointed.

The two women didn't talk much, they moved their bodies and jumped into the swimming pool.

Zhao Yue and Duan Shu swam very well, but they also swam a few times back and forth, and then landed.

"Are you still coming up?" Zhao Yue asked while looking at Zhang Chi who was still thrashing in the water while wiping her ears with a big towel.

"You don't care what I do, I haven't swam enough yet," Zhang Chi said.

Zheng Bohong looked at the timer on the wall: "This guy has been thrashing for almost an hour."

Duan Shu said, "So much physical strength?"

Zhao Yue looked at Zhang Chi and said with a smile: "This physical strength, your wife is out of luck."

Zhang Chi's face collapsed when he heard it: "What kind of car do you drive?"

Zheng Bohong said with a smile: "It has nothing to do with physical strength. If you have enough physical strength but the wrong method is Mr. Three Seconds."

Hahaha!
Zhao Yue and Duan Shu immediately became happy when they heard it.

"I can watch him for at most five seconds," Duan Shu said with a haha.

Zhao Yue said: "It looks like a silver spear with a waxed spear head."

We're all grown-ups, and it's perfectly normal for everyone to make jokes like this.

Zhang Chi ignored these three guys. If this woman drove a car, she would be much more aggressive than a man. Zhang Chi didn't want to talk, because he knew that if he was motivated, these guys could still pull out a lot.

So he pretended not to hear, and continued to splash in the water.

Zhang Chi doesn't like public swimming pools very much, because he doesn't know what's in them, so now in this pool, Zhang Chi has no psychological burden at all.

The free swimming pool is not fun, so what are you waiting for.

So Zhang Chi's thumping energy really startled Zheng Bohong and the others. After digging back and forth for an unknown number of times, Zhang Chi finally landed.

When it was time for dinner at night, Zhao Yue and others joked about it again.

Zhang Chi felt that they were jealous of him, especially Zheng Bohong, who envied his good stamina.

After dinner, everyone made a fuss for a while, and Zhang Chi went back to sleep.

The rest of the people didn't know what time it was.

Fortunately, there is no need to wake up so early for the next day's competition, and everyone can catch up when they wake up naturally.

Melika didn't have time to watch the game, and Zheng Bohong and the others didn't want to go, but they had nothing to do here, so they followed Zhang Chi to watch the excitement again.

Melika didn't come back at noon, and everyone didn't want to trouble the servants here with cooking, so they decided to get up and go directly to the racetrack to see what they could do.

There must be food near the racetrack, not only food but also Chinese food, but this Chinese food is not authentic Chinese food, it is quite famous in the United States, and it is also the largest Chinese food chain in the United States, which is Panda Express.

The name is quite Chinese, but the things sold inside are hard to describe.

The specialty dishes are tangerine skin chicken and the cow named after our capital. Most Chinese people may not know what this thing is all their lives.

Anyway, Zhang Chi doesn't eat it, and neither do Zheng Bohong, Zhao Yue, and Duan Shuyi.

A few people had the authentic western big steak to fill their stomachs.

After dinner, the racetrack at this time is completely different from yesterday morning. When Silly Damu raced yesterday morning, there were not many people in the arena. Now, as far as the eye can see, it is full of human heads.

It is difficult to find a good seat at this time, but as a horse owner, Zhang Chi still has certain advantages, that is, he can bring a few friends to sit on the chairman seat of the horse.

There are not many people on the horse chairman seat, not that there are few horse owners in the afternoon, but that many horse owners who came to watch the game at this moment have deep pockets, and they went directly to the private room above with a better view. Who has nothing to do to squeeze the stands? .

Crowding the stands with a bunch of poor ghosts and yelling, are these poor ghosts worthy?
So Zhang Chi, the little poor man, took Zheng Bohong and the three of them to sit in the horse owner's stand, got some drinks, and waited for the start of the game while sipping.

Zhang Chi didn't go to the stables today, anyway, the silly big wooden will come out soon, and all he cares about is the result.

The four talked and laughed waiting for the game to start.

"Zhang Chi!"

Hearing someone calling himself behind him, Zhang Chi turned his head and looked, thinking: Damn, the good mood is gone!

Whoever called him was naturally his good neighbor, otherwise he would meet some acquaintances here, and he didn't know any horse players in the small town of Amber.

It’s not that there are no horse players, there are, but those who play horses are all big ranchers, from private jets to Folsom helicopters to ranches, they have no intersection with ranchers like Zhang Chi in their lives, and these People don't want to waste time getting to know the low-level ranchers like Zhang Chi.

Everyone's wealth is different, and the social circles are naturally different. There are classes in society, and what class has what kind of friends.

"Brother Liu!"

Zhang Chi smiled and stood up.

Zhang Chi is going to introduce Zheng Bohong.

Who knew that Zheng Bohong stood up and said, "So it's Mr. Liu."

"Mr. Zheng, oh, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Duan are also here, this world is really too small."

Who knew that Good Neighbor and Zheng Bohong knew each other.

Immediately, Zhang Chi felt that the world was too small, and he could meet acquaintances here.

(End of this chapter)