omnipotent perspective

Chapter 819 Picking a Mount

"Sweaty BMW!"

Following the crowd into the stables, Su Qi only heard the name of this supreme mount in ancient Chinese rumors but never saw the real body, so he was very curious and looked around in the middle-aged man in the stable:

The entire stable is spacious and tidy, with stables separated by stalls. Tall horses stand proudly in them. Their muscles are streamlined and their hair is shiny and shiny. These tall horses gallop on impulse.

Each horse is as imposing as the king of horses, and it is impossible to tell which one is a bloody horse!

Even Yun Teng, Jia Lei, and Zhai Nan, when they saw these imposing and tall horses, their eyes lit up immediately, and they couldn't help but move closer to watch them, their expressions full of amazement.

"Wow, this stable is full of world famous horses!"

"Arabian horses, Mayali Turkish horses, Dutch mixed horses, Akhal Teke horses, Andalusian horses, Lipizzaner horses, Hanoverian horses, Sierra French horses, American Quarter horses, Mongolian horses!"

"Hey, the bloody BMW that Young Master Qin talked about, which end is it?"

"Sweaty BMW is the king of horses. How could Young Master Qin let it be kept together with these ordinary horses, just like the third-sixth/ninth-class among people? Will we children from aristocratic families live in Tongzilou with those mud-legged people? Of course In a more upscale place!"

"However, these horses are all well-known breeds, and many of them are purebred/half-blood horses. They are hard to find outside!"

"Young Master Qin asked us to choose these horses as mounts. It's so generous and interesting!"

Many children from the Modu family have been exposed to equestrianism of famous horses since they were young. They know these horses like the back of their hands, and they all commented in amazement. They kept looking for targets in the stables, just waiting for Qin Feiyang to speak.

Su Qi looked around and touched/touched, feeling the blood, muscles and bones of these horses, so as to estimate and judge the speed of strength.

"Qin's good horses are all here!"

Qin Feiyang smiled heartily, turned his head and looked around, with a rough and bold expression: "Mr. Solomon and Ms. Hoshino came to China from thousands of miles away. As the saying goes, the visitor is a guest. Please choose your favorite mount with your friends first. !"

Huaxia pays attention to etiquette, and everything comes first when guests come from afar.

"Thank you, Young Master Qin, for your kindness!"

The gentleman Solomon, who is full of masculinity and handsomeness, waved his hands: "I brought my own mount to Huaxia, let's ask Ms. Hoshino Keiko, Mr. Inuyang Kaisun, Qian Feiyu, and Lei Ao to choose first!"

Quanyang Guisun held his sword in both hands, raised his head proudly: "I am a swordsman, and a swordsman doesn't need to ride a horse!"

Seeing the deepness of this guy's pretense, everyone present felt contempt for a while; Lei Ao, Qian Feiyu, and Hoshino Keiko entered the arena with a smile and looked around, and soon they all chose their own mounts.

Leo chose a Maria Turkish horse, Qian Feiyu chose an Andalusian horse, Hoshino Keiko chose a healthy Arabian white horse, and the horse breeder immediately moved the three horses away. It attracted the envious eyes of many aristocratic disciples.

"You have good eyesight!"

Although he doesn't understand horses, Su Qi's spirit can sense the life breath of these three horses, which is the strongest among dozens of horses.

"Hahaha, the three of you really have good eyesight!"

Qin Feiyang clapped his hands and laughed, looked around and praised: "Horses can be divided into three categories according to their spiritual temperament, there are hot-blooded horses, cold-blooded horses, and warm-blooded horses; hot-blooded horses are aggressive and wild, suitable for horse racing; It is relatively quiet and suitable for pulling carts. Warm-blood horses are in between. Arabian horses, Andalusian horses, and Maria Turkish horses are all warm-blooded horses, and these three horses are all purebred/horses, and Mary Sub-Turkish horses are also the ancestors of thoroughbred horses, and these three are already the best horses in my hands, and they really have insight and admiration!"

Whoa!
As soon as Mr. Qin's voice fell, there was a burst of warm applause from the middle of the field, and many children from aristocratic families were all talking, praising Mr. Qin for his proficiency in equestrian skills and his knowledge of five chariots.

Su Qi's eyes were full of boredom:
Only some wealthy children who don’t have to worry about food, house, car, and career will spend their time researching these things; ordinary people eat and drink, have mortgages, car loans, parents, wives, and children. It’s useless to spend so much time researching these things. The whole family was starving to death.

"It's really not worth mentioning if you get a little bit of knowledge!"

Mr. Qin smiled slightly, with a look of satisfaction, turned his head and said with a smile: "The guests from afar have been selected, it's time for some guests to come in, we are old acquaintances Zhai Dong, Yun Dong, and Jia Dong, what do you like? Just one! If you’re unsure, I’ll recommend three to you. The three horses in stalls No. 5, No. 17, and No. 25 are all good, and they’re the three strongest horses left.”

The visitors are divided into distant and near statuses. Although the three of them came from grassroots backgrounds, they have been successful in starting their own businesses for more than ten years.

And the children of these arrogant aristocratic families, apart from the family background and name, are not comparable to the three of them at all!
Even Qin Feiyang didn't dare to embarrass the three of them for no reason.

"Then we should be respectful and obedient!"

When Zhai Nan, Yun Teng, and Jia Lei heard that the remaining three horses were the strongest, they not only liked Qin Feiyang greatly, but immediately ordered the three horses from Jian Ruliu, and asked the racecourse staff to lead them out.

For a while, only Yi Shuihan and the children of the Modu family were left in the field, Su Qi and others hadn't been selected yet.

"Yi Shao has a BMW Zhaoye poodle, so there is no need to choose a mount here!"

Glancing at Yi Shuihan, Qin Feiyang looked around and laughed loudly: "Now everyone can choose as much as they want, and don't fight for the first choice, so as not to hurt the peace. We will gather at the racecourse in 10 minutes and divide into four teams to compete! "

"Then we're welcome!"

Seeing that these honored guests had been selected, Qin Feiyang spoke again, and the other aristocratic children immediately lost their restraint, and all rushed to their favorite stables to choose those famous horses that had long been fancy.

"I want the Arabian horse number 36!"

"We want the horse Yali Turkish horse and Lipizzaner horse on the 28th!"

"Don't compete with me on the No. 13 Dutch mixed-breed horse, I will ride it every time I come!"

But after a while, the children of these aristocratic families scrambled to get into the stables, picking out all the best horses among the many famous horses, for fear that the good horses would be snatched away at night, and it would be difficult to show off in the horse race immediately.

All the outstanding horses were picked out, and the remaining ones looked good, but at a glance they were far worse.

"Hey, that!"

Qin Xiaosi, who had been silently beside his elder brother and stared at Su Qi's back for a long time, came over, his big eyes fluttering and he said: "Why don't you pick them, they have picked all the good horses, don't pick them for the competition Immediately you will lose."

"That's right, Brother Su, why don't you choose!"

Seeing his sister talking to the evil star, Qin Feiyang frowned slightly, but walked over with a smile on his face: "I'm really sorry, just now I wanted to let you and Dong Zhai pick it together, but when there were too many people, I couldn't help it." Forgot. Horse racing mounts are important, but riding skills are more important. If you don’t dislike it, you can also choose one of these horses. We are playing a friendly match, and the outcome is not important!"

"Thank you Qin Shao for your kindness!"

The corners of Su Qi's lips twitched slightly, and he clasped his fists and said politely: "But I really don't know how to ride a horse, so I won't participate in the horse race. You all have fun, don't worry about me, I'll just watch from the sidelines!"

This guy has always looked very generous and polite, but Su Qi has strong spiritual power and can sense the changing emotions of people's hearts, and clearly senses that this guy is somewhat hostile to him for some reason.

"I thought some people were so powerful, but they didn't even dare to ride a horse!"

Qian Feiyu, who had been watching Su Qi coldly and staring at Su Qi with murderous intent, sneered at the hot wind: "It seems that they are relying on some brute force to do some fighting and killing things; Europe is all about the activities of the ancient nobles, reckless and martial arts are not allowed to participate, so Young Master Qin does not have to force certain people to participate, as they are not in the same circle."

Hearing Qian Feiyu's words, Zhai Nan, Yun Teng, and Jia Lei's expressions changed slightly. Although they were not reckless men, they came from high-heeled backgrounds, and they were instinctively separated from these so-called high-class people.

Qin Xiaosi raised her eyebrows, and her small/mouth raised unconsciously; although her family conditions were good, she never considered herself a nobleman; she instinctively rejected Qian Feiyu's words.

However, most of the children from the aristocratic families in the field nodded unconsciously, agreeing with Qian Feiyu's view: For this evil star who has recently risen in the devil's capital, they can say that they are afraid and look down on them, but they have nothing to do, but their instincts still think Su Qi is just a martial artist with a bit of a reputation, and he can't be compared with their famous families.

Lei Ao, Qin Feiyang, Solomon, and Hoshino Keiko all kept their expressions unchanged, secretly looking at Su Qi's reaction from the corner of their eyes.

"Noble Movement!"

Su Qi smiled, frowned slightly and stared at Qian Feiyu, his eyes became dark and deep.

"Miss Qian is right!"

The dog Yang Guisun, who spoke poor Chinese, also stood up and said mockingly: "Some people are just cowards, it's fine if they dare not compete with me in swords, but now they don't even dare to compete in horse racing, they are really cowardly. Rat, I don’t deserve to stand here at all. If I were him, I would definitely feel ashamed, and I would either bravely accept the sword competition, or accept the challenge of horse racing, or get out of here on my own.”

Swish!
Seeing the humiliation of Gouyang Guisun, everyone immediately cast their eyes on Su Qi, wanting to see the reaction of this evil star who dared to fight even one of the Tongjia of the four major families.

"Go away, grandpa, you count that onion, do you have a place to speak here!"

Seeing this little/ghost/son so arrogant, Su Qi fought back mercilessly, blushing and walked forward: "Yes, I dare not compare with you, because I am not as cheap as you, but Your father dares to compete in this horse race. Isn’t it just a horse race, I choose the horse No. 33, and I will participate in the race immediately.”

"No. 33 stall, look, Su Qi has chosen the horse from No. 33 stall!"

"Hahaha, it is indeed a layman. The layman races horses so ridiculously, he actually chose this kind of/horse race horse!"

"Don't talk about it, everyone. After all, I have never raced a horse before, and I have no chance to learn riding skills. I don't know the professional knowledge about horses. Is it justifiable to choose a horse from the No. 33 stall, hahaha!"
(End of this chapter)