The Rise of the Ranch King

Chapter 8 8. Always love to pick up leaks

"You sold me a useless horse for the price of a thoroughbred, you bastard!"

"Keep your mouth clean, and don't nag in front of me. I'll say it again. The deal is done. Take your horse and leave!"

"Fake, you wicked man, you can't ride this horse at all!"

"That's your fault, there's nothing wrong with my horse."

The two people outside struggled with each other, quickly attracting a circle of people to watch.

It was easy to understand what was going on from their cursed conversation. It was probably that the brown horse had to stop after a few steps to breathe heavily. It seemed that the horse was in poor physical condition and could not be used as a riding horse.

The brown-haired horse stood nearby, panting like a child who had made a mistake.

The two people fighting in the middle of the field were pretty good at each other and didn't let the other party take advantage. Finally, the market's security personnel came over and stopped the fight.

Cassidy has been eager to try, but unfortunately there is no chance for him to enter.

Just as Lin Feng was about to turn around and enter the tavern, he suddenly heard the horse neighing. The dreamlike feeling made him turn around hesitantly.

"What's wrong?" Cassidy asked.

Lin Feng stared at the brown horse that was led away. It was small and even a little thin, giving people a very weak feeling. However, the hair was not an ordinary brown, but a shiny brown, as if it had been painted with pure color paint.

He immediately stepped forward and stopped the horse's owner, preparing to further explore the horse's inner being.

The dejected horse owner was prepared to admit that he was unlucky, but he made a mistake before making the transaction and bought a rogue horse at a high price.

Now that I was stopped by someone, I felt a little confused, and it was a foreigner with an Asian face.

"What's wrong with you?" the horse owner asked.

"Can I touch it?"

"It's free, as long as it doesn't take up too much of my time."

Lin Feng put his hand on the horse's back pretending to be casual while talking to the horse owner.

The information was quickly transmitted to the brain. Under its frail appearance, it had a perfectly proportioned body. Its organs were well developed and full of vitality, and its subcutaneous muscles were as tight as a talented athlete.

Lin Feng gradually heard its heartbeat, which seemed to be in some pain.

The back spine of a horse is naturally wider than that of other horses, which means that the conventional saddle will get stuck on both sides of the spine. When running at high speed, the friction between the bones and the saddle will be increased. As a result, the horse can only reduce the pain by slowing down or stopping.

This problem cannot be seen from the outside. It can only be known by understanding the internal structure.

Lin Feng stepped forward and pressed hard on the brown horse's back with both hands. He could feel its broad spine. It was this raised bone that hindered its performance.

However, changing to a wider saddle means that you may be bumped off during riding, which is dangerous, especially when running at high speeds.

Regardless, this is a good horse with great potential.

The horse owner didn't understand what Lin Feng wanted to do. He stared at him touching and stroking for a while, and couldn't help but ask.

Lin Feng said calmly: "There's good news and there's bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

He was a little worried that the opponent's lion would open his mouth, so he tried to increase his power by making secrets, although it was easy to be seen through.

The horse owner didn't understand, "Say it first."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "I am willing to buy your horse."

The other party hesitated and asked about the bad ones again.

"The bad thing is that I'm only willing to pay a thousand and a half."

Lin Feng knew that the transaction price of this horse a few days ago was 3,000, and the man in front of him was very angry about this, which meant that he did not think that the horse could be sold for 3,000.

Lin Feng's psychological price was in the early 2,000s, and he deliberately lowered the price to half, so that there was still room for maneuver.

The horse owner shook his head repeatedly after hearing this, "No, no, no, this is too low. I would rather send it to the slaughterhouse!"

Lin Feng continued to remain calm, "You also said that it can't be ridden. If you buy it back, you can only keep it free. I hope you will consider it. I'm afraid there is no one else willing to help you out except me."

The horse owner hesitated, but insisted that the price was too low.

Lin Feng pretended to think and added another two hundred dollars, bringing the bid to one thousand seventeen. At this moment, the horse owner's eyes lit up, as if he had picked up two hundred yuan in vain, but he still felt it was low.

After some back and forth, the price was finally set at two thousand.

After being rejected again, Lin Feng pretended to leave, "Let's go, Cassidy! Let's find the next one."

As a result, I was stopped after a few steps.

"Wait! Wait! Deal!"

This move worked well, and Lin Feng bought his first horse.

Afterwards, Cassid found it incredible. In his opinion, this was a useless horse. Horses that were not suitable for riding were usually sent to the slaughterhouse at a very low price to be made into cans or feed.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, I said goodbye to Cassidy, who was going back to the ranch to help his father work.

Lin Feng finished the last thing and was about to go home. What he wanted to do now was to make a suitable saddle for the little brown horse, and then send it to the small world to cultivate his character.

I don’t know how the Caucasian dog is doing inside. I hope something magical will happen.

Going home is difficult. The little brown horse can fit into the small world, but he can only take a taxi back.

He plans to ride a motorcycle the next time he goes out. Although he has not yet obtained his driver's license, the probability of being detected in an open pastoral area is very low, so there is almost no need to worry about it.

Besides, he is now a member of Riverdale, so maybe the weather vane on his chest can give him a green light.

As he led his horse while walking in the center of River Valley Town, everyone passing by was looking at him.

It's easy to tell the difference between small town residents and outsiders, just by their appearance.

In addition, Lin Feng noticed that there were Indians here, and he had seen them in the trading market before.

He has a tall build and three-dimensional facial features.

There should be Indian reservations around. These original owners of the North American continent have legal rights to operate casinos, which is a lucrative business.

He found a saddlery shop and ordered a pair of saddles. After measuring the size, the boss asked him to consider it carefully.

"Such a saddle will tip you over, and it will take a long time to get used to it, are you sure?"

He knew that the boss had good intentions, so after thanking him, he still insisted on ordering a pair that didn't look like a good fit.

After getting the saddle, I found a deserted place and stuffed the little brown horse into the small world. I bought two kilograms of raw meat for Wayne before.

The little brown horse was not as cooperative as Wayne. He had to pull hard several times before he succeeded. The nervous Lin Feng was almost discovered.

Entering the small world, Wayne is sleeping against the door.

The sun inside has risen into the sky, shining warmly on my body, like a summer noon.

Wayne stood up immediately after being awakened. Lin Feng felt that it was effective. He was not so flexible when he was so sick before.

Wayne called twice and trotted over. Although he was still a little shaken, he was much better.

His eyes have become clearer, and he was still in a state of confusion a few hours ago.

"This is our new member. You must live in peace here."

No matter whether they could understand or not, Lin Feng filled the bucket with water as he spoke.

After the little brown horse got used to it, he began to run freely, and the grass behind the house became his paradise.

Wayne also followed him and imitated the movements of the little brown horse and ate a few mouthfuls of grass. It looked very funny!

The harmonious scene reassured Lin Feng. He had to rush back to the ranch before dark, otherwise he would have to spend the night in the town.

Just when Lin Feng was about to go out, he was suddenly shaken by something on the tree.

It was like a mirror reflecting the sun's rays, which was very dazzling.

Judging from the branches, this is an apple tree. In theory, there will be no mirrors or anything like that, but this is a small world and anything can happen.

Lin Feng walked under the tree and looked up. He shuddered when he saw the dazzling thing clearly.

A golden apple!

(End of this chapter)