How did I become an old artist?

Chapter 218 Season Steed!Rejuvenate!
Zhao Chen took care of the white horse at the racecourse for two days.

The white horse started to eat grass, and did not resist Zhao Chen giving it a bath.

However, when other people approach the white horse, the white horse will still have obvious resistance and resistance.

Wang Fu regrets it very much now. The value of this horse is at least 150 million, and even if it is auctioned, it may be sold for more than 200 million.

As a result, Zhao Chen bought it for 20 now.

However, this horse farm is the largest horse farm in Kyoto after all, and it still has a good reputation and heritage, so if it loses, it can only admit it.

Moreover, without Zhao Chen, this white horse probably wouldn't be able to survive, so the racecourse didn't lose anything.

After the white horse took a bath, it regained its vitality and looked very beautiful.

However, its body is still a little thin, and its running speed is not fast.

When the confirmation was almost done, Zhao Chen planned to take the white horse back to the farm to recuperate.

At the same time, Zhao Chen registered as a VIP member at the racecourse, and then went to the Equestrian Association to register as a competitor.

Equestrianism is different from riding and archery, and it is not a horse race, but an orthodox fancy horse riding competition.

This is an aristocratic sport, and it costs a lot to become an equestrian.

Similar to the driver of an F1 car.

Without money, it really cannot be cultivated.

After finishing all this, Zhao Chen rented a transport vehicle and took the white horse back to the farm.

He sat in the co-pilot and followed the whole process. Every time he had a meal and a break, he went to the back of the truck to feed the horses himself.

Zhao Chen was worried that the white horse would be stimulated again.

Driving all day and night is very tiring.

"Master, I have transported livestock a few times, and this is the first time I have been following you like this."

The driver of the transport chatted with Zhao Chen, admiring him endlessly.

"This horse's temper is relatively irritable. I can't go too far, so I just follow along." Zhao Chen replied.

A day later, the van finally arrived at the farm.

The people from the farm came out to greet him.

Ma Xiaowu was slightly taken aback when he saw Zhao Chen pulling the white horse off the truck.

After all, Ma Xiaowu grew up in the countryside and has a certain understanding of horses.

This white horse looks very thin, and it doesn't look like a top-quality horse.

"Boss, why did you buy such a skinny horse? Did the delivery go wrong?" Ma Xiaowu joked.

As soon as his words fell, the white horse immediately let out a warning neigh, and seemed to be about to charge towards Ma Xiaowu.

Zhao Chen hastily pulled the rein.

At the same time, Zhao Chen said to Ma Xiaowu: "This guy has a bad temper, you should think carefully about what you say."

Ma Xiaowu was taken aback by the white horse's momentum, and hurriedly took two steps back.

Although the white horse is thin, its momentum is still there.

"Huh, I'm startled, I'm so angry." Ma Xiaowu's head was covered with cold sweat unknowingly, and he didn't dare to speak ill of Baima.

Generally speaking, ordinary horses are not so spiritual that they can understand what people are saying.

This white horse is not an ordinary breed, and has a keen sense of emotion.

Then, Zhao Chen paid the truck driver, and led the white horse to the farm.

Heibei ran over from a distance to meet him, and so did Coke and Juice.

The little ones came to Zhao Chen and felt a little embarrassed when they saw this white horse.

After all, the size of the white horse is there, and the horseshoes also look very intimidating.

The little guys didn't dare to approach for a while.

Zhao Chen knew that it would take some time for the little ones to get acquainted with each other, so he was not in a hurry to let them know each other.

The farm has nothing else but a big place.

The white horse looked back and forth curiously.

There are not so many guests here, not so many of the same kind for people to sift through and have fun with.

White Horse loves this place.

Its tail dangled gently.

With getting along with Zhao Chen, he has completely become optimistic and cheerful.

Heibei wanted to make friends with the white horse, so he ran to a place about two meters away from the white horse, tilted his head and looked at the white horse.

"Wang Wang!"

It barked twice at the white horse.

The white horse glanced at it, and sneezed coldly.

Heibei wagged his tail and barked twice.

The little fox and the cat watched this scene from a distance.

The people on the farm are also watching this way.

The white horse attracted everyone's attention.

"I have to give you a name, the color is white, let's call it Taxue."

"My nickname is Xiaobai."

At this time, Zhao Chen stroked the horse and said with a smile.

The white horse looked at him half understanding.

"This is the jar, get along well with it."

Zhao Chen directly took off the white horse's bridle cover, indicating that it could run freely on the farm.

Then, Zhao Chen walked to Heibei's side and stroked Heibei's neck.

After the white horse was unbridled, looked at the vast farm, and immediately ran happily.

Ma Xiaowu reminded from the side: "Boss, it's okay to let it run like this."

"It's all right, the farm is fenced, and it won't go too far."

"The horse hasn't had a long run in a long time, and doing so helps it recover."

Zhao Chen replied.

"The high-quality fodder you want has been prepared. At the same time, I have contacted Uncle Zhou, found a doctor who specializes in treating horses, and bought all the deworming medicines." Ma Xiaowuhui reported.

"Okay, you've worked hard." Zhao Chen nodded.

The white horse is running on the grass. It doesn't run fast, and it seems to be adapting to the farm.

Heibei followed beside it and ran quickly.

The little fox hid in the grass, stretched out his small head and watched from afar.

Zhao Chen sat on the grass.

A little fox ran over from the side, and then crawled into Zhao Chen's arms.

Zhao Chen stroked it gently, but his gaze fell to the white horse in the distance.

Baima's mentality has recovered.

In other words, as long as it is cultivated well, it can return to its peak.

Zhao Chen likes riding horses very much. This time he went to the horse farm in Kyoto and learned about equestrian competitions. He was quite interested.

This is a very small field.

The level of skill involved in equestrianism requires years of training by rider and horse to demonstrate grace, daring, speed and agility on the field.

In addition, equestrian is an Olympic event, and it is the only event where men and women compete in the same field.

Although he can't participate in the Olympics, there are many equestrian-related competitions. Zhao Chen plans to train for a period of time and then participate in a few competitions.

After a long period of development, modern equestrianism requires higher skills.

This is more interesting than the simple horse racing in the past.

"Equestrian not only has speed competitions, but also endurance competitions. Xiaobai must run fast and run for a long time."

"When it recovers, take it for a run and see how it works."

Zhao Chen stroked the little fox in his arms, thinking to himself.

The little fox squinted his eyes and enjoyed it very much.

This is just the younger sister born of Coke and Juice, with a soft, cute and obedient personality.

The foxes are only a few months old now, and they are at their cutest. Zhao Chen takes good care of them.

The black back is racing against the white horse.

Among Zhao Chen's animals, the black back is the fastest.

It likes to run very much, but there are no animals on the farm that can run past it. Heibei can only run by himself on weekdays.

Seeing the white horse running so happily now, Hei recalled that he wanted to win.

White horses and black backs galloped around the farm.

The white horse saw the black back following it, and looked back at it from time to time, the white horse raised its head proudly, didn't bother to pay attention to it, turned around and trotted back to find Zhao Chen.

Heibei didn't want to finish, and also ran back slowly.

The cute pet's interaction was very cute, and Zhao Chen laughed from the sidelines.

Previously, what Zhao Chen was most worried about was not Baima's physical problems, after all, the body can be recovered slowly.

He was worried that Baima's spirit was not very good. After all, he was locked in the deepest part of the stable for several months, and he was prone to autism.

Looking at it now, Baima's mentality recovered very quickly.

Just keep it free for a while, and it will soon return to its peak.

Zhao Chen hugged the palm-sized fox and stood up, "Xiaobai, let's go to eat."

Zhao Chen led the white horse and walked towards Ma Pengli.

A horse stable was specially built for the white horse here, and the area of ​​the stable is very large.

However, when the horse is resting, the rein still needs to be held in one place. Domestic horses have adapted to the life of being led since childhood, and they should not be too relaxed.

Xiaobai was eating grass quietly.

In this place, its mentality is slowly recovering.

Just as winter is coming, it is a good time to grow your body.

Zhao Chen took good care of it every day, and the white horse's mood gradually returned to its original state, and it would not show resistance when fed to it by other people on the farm.

On this day, Zhao Chen put a saddle on the white horse, then stroked the horse's body, and stepped up.

Rider and horse need to be familiar with each other, especially for difficult maneuvers.

Zhao Chen rode a white horse and jogged on the shady grass of the farm.

One person and one horse cooperate very well.

This white horse is very sensitive to Zhao Chen's instructions. Basically, with a flick of his rein and a touch of his foot, the white horse knows what to do.

Like an old married couple.

The white horse deserves to be a top-quality horse at the competition level. Zhao Chen is full of confidence in the next equestrian competition.

Of course, more practice is required.

(End of this chapter)