In the afternoon, a unique car parked in front of Su Jing's house. Qin Xulan and a driver got out of the car, and Su Jing came out to greet them. Su Jing looked at the car and asked, "Is this the legendary professional carriage?"
"Yeah, it's not easy for ordinary people to find." Qin Xulan proudly introduced that transporting carriages should not be casual, otherwise the transportation process will cause various problems for the horses. This carriage is very professional. The container-like iron carriage is divided into several compartments. Open the door panel, and the horses can enter the carriage along the slope. There are portholes on both sides of the carriage for the horses to "see the scenery". All heights that the horse's hooves may hit must be wrapped in rubber, and the carriage must also have air conditioning, ventilation, and dehumidification facilities...
"Very good, very good." Su Jing was very satisfied. Qin Xulan was really good at it.
"By the way, Brother Jing, where's your horse? Take it out and have a look." Qin Xulan couldn't wait and looked into the yard.
Su Jing whistled, and a horse walked out of the corner of the yard and ran briskly over. Seeing the horse, Qin Xulan and the driver were both stunned, because the horse didn't look very good. Although, after eating that unknown magic grass, the horse changed tremendously overnight and became much stronger, but compared to professional horse racing, it was not even the slightest bit worse.
"Brother Jing, your horse is too thin. Why don't you give me a full meal?" Qin Xulan said in astonishment, as if imagining the pitiful situation of this horse not having enough to eat every day. At the same time, I felt a little suspicious. How could such a thin horse have the strength to run fast
"I just bought it recently. I haven't had time to take care of it yet." Su Jing said.
"Where did you buy it?" Qin Xulan asked.
"It's in the next village." Su Jing said.
"Next door village?" Qin Xulan's jaw almost dropped to the ground. He has been here many times, so he has a certain understanding of the nearby villages. He knows that these villages are basically farmers and fishermen, and horses are used for work. Live. No wonder this horse is so thin, probably because he works every day and doesn't eat well. The biggest problem is that this kind of horse used for working horses not only has poor bloodlines, but also has not been trained in running since childhood. How can it run fast? Why did Su Jing buy it? Do you want to take it to the racetrack to test its speed? Qin Xulan couldn't help but look at Su Jing suspiciously and said, "Brother Jing, are you just having nothing to do and joking?"
"I'm serious, don't worry so much. Didn't you say that you are very familiar with the owner of that racecourse? Just take him to test the speed." Su Jing said, too lazy to explain so much.
"Okay, you have the final say. I want to see what's special about this horse." Although Qin Xulan was very dissatisfied with this horse, Su Jing was so good at training animals that he really I didn't dare to question it, thinking that maybe there was something special about this horse.
The driver naturally didn't say anything. Although he felt that sending such a rural working horse to the racecourse was a waste of effort, it was none of his business. He just collected money and ran things. With the help of the driver, Su Jing let Shou Ma get into the car and closed the door. Su Jing drove a Porsche and followed behind, and they went to the horse racing track together.
The so-called competition venue is in Zhongyun City. It is very small and only a few small competitions are held a year. Strictly speaking, it should be said to be a riding stable or a riding club. The owner of the stable also raised many horses for rent or sale.
As soon as Su Jing and Qin Xulan arrived, a rough middle-aged man came out to greet them. Qin Xulan introduced that he was the owner of the farm, named Cheng Miaojin. Cheng Miaojin was obviously very familiar with Qin Xulan, and also knew the identity of Su Jing's master beast trainer, so he was looking forward to the horses brought by Su Jing. However, when the car door opened and he saw a thin black horse with a hint of brown getting out, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. If it weren't for the friends Qin Xulan brought, he would have simply changed hands and left.
"Old Cheng, isn't the racetrack empty? Let Brother Jing's horse run." Qin Xulan naturally saw Cheng Miaojin's flash of disappointment, and said quickly in order to resolve the embarrassment.
"Okay, come this way." Cheng Miaojin nodded. Although he was disappointed with the horse, Qin Xulan still had to give him face. Su Jing's people are here, so it's hard to ask him to leave just like that.
Entering the east side of the racecourse and arriving at the starting point of the racecourse, Su Jing got on the skinny horse and was ready to start. There was no opening at the racecourse, so there were naturally no spectators. However, there were some members of the riding club nearby, who curiously came over to watch the excitement.
"That horse doesn't look like it has a good bloodline. How skinny is it? Can it run?"
"Haha, you can't run a thousand meters in one and a half minutes, right?"
"I think it's possible in two minutes. It would be nice if we don't fall halfway."
The members of these clubs ride very strong and powerful horses. They all have more or less noble bloodlines, and their vision is naturally quite high. Therefore, he looked down upon the skinny horse under Su Jing's seat.
"Xu Lan, who is that?" A young man came over on a strong brown horse and asked.
"You don't even know Su Jing, the master of animal training. You are too ignorant." Qin Xulan said.
"Oh, it's him." The young man was a little surprised, and the people who were discussing just now were also surprised. They had heard of Su Jing's name, but they only heard his voice but not the person. They didn't expect it to be the person in front of them. However, they were even more surprised. Is this what the beast taming master has? His horse looks too frustrated, isn't it just a false reputation
"Brother Jing, come on." Seeing so many people gathered around, Qin Xulan couldn't help shouting. He often brags about Su Jing's awesomeness in front of others. He brought Su Jing today, so naturally he hopes that Su Jing will Give him a face.
"Mr. Su, can we start?" Cheng Miaojin asked.
"Okay." Su Jing nodded.
Cheng Miaojin put a whistle into his mouth and blew it suddenly. At that moment, the thin horse under Su Jing's seat used its legs and galloped out. This made Qin Xulan, who was praying in his heart, almost bulge his eyes out. Cheng Miaojin, who was originally casual, and the people watching around him, He was even more frightened, and Cheng Miaojin almost bit his whistle into pieces.
"Damn, it's so fast!"
"Oh my god, this is too fast!"
Everyone was stunned, and what made them even more stunned was that the horse not only started fast, but after running out, the speed continued to increase sharply, until it reached the extreme speed of more than 200 meters, and then almost maintained this speed until the finish line. . The entire kilometer was completed just like that. It was so fast that everyone could hardly accept it and it was unbelievable.
"It's too fast, too fast! It's really hard to tell the truth."
"This is like a professional horse racing. Where can you get the strength from being so thin?"
"How many seconds?" Cheng Miaojin ran over excitedly and asked the tester.
"56 seconds." The tester looked shocked.
"How much did you say?" Cheng Miaojin thought he heard wrongly.
"56 seconds." the tester repeated.
"..." Cheng Miaojin, Qin Xulan, and the surrounding onlookers were collectively dumbfounded.