Chapter 1574 Hank Racecourse is notorious

   "Ben, are you alright?" the bar boss asked.

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

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

   "Qiangshi, you know, we and Ben were just talking about Hank Racecourse, yes, it's Hank Racecourse." The cowboy next to him said. "You know, Hank Racecourse has signed up for all the events of this festival."

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

   "That's right, the horse farm just opened, you just met that Chinese boy," Ben said.

   "It's a bit unbelievable that the Chinese are running horse farms," ​​said Qiang Shi.

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

   "Ben, stop talking, Qiangshi, you see, that guy, hearing our conversation, maybe, a little dissatisfied." The cowboy said.

   "Ben, don't do this, this Chinese boy 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 like **** off the cowboys."

   "Maybe, we should get out of here." Arta, said.

   Li Han nodded. There are several children here. Li Han didn't want to have a conflict. Just now, he went over to say hello. "Okay then, we'll leave here after drinking."

   "Hey, wait and see, I must teach this arrogant guy a lesson."

   "That's right."

   "We should tell this Chinese boy, this is Billings, not Hank Racecourse." Several cowboys said. "Ben, you know some jockeys at Jones Racecourse. I think those jockeys may be interested in teaching the Chinese boy a lesson."

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

   Ben nodded, this guy, just got a bad lesson by Li Han and lost face. Ben, picked up the whisky, drank it, nodded, and stood up. "Qiangshi, thank you."

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

   "Han, this guy, won't come over and plan to fight you?" Natalie whispered.

   "Natalie." Alta, dumbfounded, imaginative.

   "Dad can beat a bad uncle with one hand."

   Dudu villain, waving a small fist, said.

   "Well, uncle is amazing." The baby said with a little admiration on his face.

  Hamdan, pouted, two childish little people.

  Ben, just, with a snort, walked out the door of the bar.

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

   "Okay, we should go."

  Li Han, drank the wine glass and said. "I need to buy a saddle for Xiao Hei Hei."

   "Okay then." Natalie, originally thinking about watching Li Han's Chinese Kung Fu, although Li Han always said no, but Natalie is very sure that Han can know Chinese Kung Fu.

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

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

   "Come and see, this racetrack actually signed up for 16 races. God, this is the first time a racetrack has signed up for the horse racing festival in the past ten years. All events, God, this racetrack is crazy."

   "Hank Racecourse?"

   Another referee, a little puzzled. "I haven't heard of the Hank Racecourse in Montana. Could it be from another state?"

   "No, look, it says here, the small town of Buton, the small town of Kemising, and the Hank Racecourse." Another referee said.

   "Kimixing Town, is that a horse farm run by a Chinese boy?" A member of the organizing committee who was sorting out the information said with a frown.

"Chinese?"

   "Do Chinese people keep horses?"

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

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

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

   "Bird, you're wrong, that Chinese rich man, very happy, paid the money very simply, God, wrote a check on the spot, this is the most generous guest I have ever seen." Elliot said with a proud look.

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

   "What a stupid guy," Bird said.

  Riding a horse, about $10,000, is enough. Of course, the price is a bit higher for the champion bloodline, but the bloodline is thin, and it is not suitable for racing horses.

   Perhaps only Chinese local tyrants are willing to accept this kind of mixed-breed horse with impure bloodline but not small reputation. You must know that whether it is a horse farm, a ranch, or a farm, when buying a riding horse, you will not want such a horse with a very poor price/performance ratio.

   Several referees were very excited about the recent rich Chinese people. "I didn't expect that more and more Chinese people fell in love with 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 the rich Chinese just bought horses, that would be a really good thing for us, but if, God, buy a horse farm, I can't believe it, what would happen." Bird, said.

   "That's right," Elliott said.

   "If there are more Hank Racecourses, I think there will be fewer and fewer horse races in Montana. If the Chinese want to learn how to raise horses, maybe wait another 50 years." The young horse breeder next to him said.

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

  Montana, and even the entire American horse racing circle, still remain at the stage of foolishly spending money on Chinese people. I have to say that this is a common problem in many domestic horse farms. In many cases, the establishment of horse farms is more for profit. As for cultivating horse breeds, it is not only the domestic environment, but also the ideology, and no one wants to do that.

  Hanke Racecourse, appearing, in the eyes of many people, is more of a Chinese rich man who made a toy on impulse. As for signing up, all 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.

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

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

   Ben smiled. "Yes, Hank Racecourse, looking down on us all, God, how arrogant, arrogant, stupid."

  Ben, in one afternoon, talked about Hank Racecourse with nearly half of the jockeys and horse farm representatives. Of course, this guy can't say anything nice. For a time, Hank Racecourse became famous.

   It's just, it's all notoriety, arrogance, ignorance, stupidity, and even more because of arrogance, it has angered many horse farms. Many people said that they would teach Hank Racecourse a hard lesson one by one.

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

   "Joanna, these are troublesome." Mira, said.

   Now almost everyone has heard that Hank Farm signed up to participate in all the projects, and they don’t even know when the news that Hank Farm wants to win all the championships spread.

   is even more vivid, saying that the boss of Hank Racecourse is arrogant, and Hank 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, with a wry smile.

   "These bastards."

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

   "Well, hopefully, Han has a good idea."

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

   "Joanna, we are buying saddles, yes, it will take a while." Li Han, said.

  Saddle shop, Li Han is customizing saddles for Xiao Hei Hei, you know, a good saddle takes time. "Is it ok for three days, I can double my wages." Li Han said.

   To order a saddle, it will take a month for a good one, a week at the earliest, but Li Han has no time to wait. "No, no, three days is too short, sir, you know, a good saddle needs to be carefully crafted."

   "A saddle takes at least fifty hours, six hours a day, I need eight days," 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, at least thirty-five hours, sir, a week, at least five days."

  Li Han paid twice the price, but the craftsmen were still tempted. You must know that although business has been good recently, it was during the horse racing festival. Compared with previous years, sales fell by nearly half.

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

   "The 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," said the craftsman, who wanted to contact a friend to make this saddle together.

"All right."

  Li Han nodded.

  $10,000 is not cheap.

"dad."

  toot, pointing to the pretty little leather boots. "Dudu wants a pair of small leather boots?"

"nice."

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

  One week to one month, mainly custom-made styles and patterns.

   (end of this chapter)