Zhang Heng originally thought that lightning was a pony, and Wendy did say so, but Zhang Heng ignored the time at that time. Wendy tamed lightning when she was 7 years old. Five years later, lightning has grown into a big horse, with tall body, bright fur, strong muscles all over her body, and bright eyes full of vigor and strength.
In contrast, the radish standing with it looks like it's paid for.
"If you want to advance a part of the reward, you can go to my ranch to pick one first..."
"No," Zhang Heng interrupted the girl, "I'm nostalgic. You're right. We'd better start earlier."
"you has the final say." Wendy turned over and got on the horse with a quick and skilful movement.
Zhang Heng also got on the turnip. At this time, the talent began to shine. Most of the residents in the county were still sleeping. No one noticed the departure of the two figures.
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To Zhang Heng's surprise, Wendy has been very disciplined all the way. Basically, she only answers what Zhang Heng asks her. At other times, she rides on the horse honestly. However, after a long time, Wendy can't help saying that they have only gone half the way as planned.
"Sir, you don't have to worry about me. Just speed up and I promise I won't fall behind."
"As you can see, my horse is very old. I don't think it can withstand such a fierce long journey." Zhang Hengdao.
Wendy's words stop.
"What do you want to say?"
"Your horse is very old, but it's not old enough. It can still eat grass secretly after two steps. I don't think it has reached its limit yet."
"Do you know horses well?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, to be exact, my father knows horses very well. Our ranch may not be the largest in Lincoln County, but my father is indeed the person who knows horses most in a hundred miles. He gave me all the knowledge about horses."
Zhang Heng thought about it and said, "let's revise the contract we signed before."
"What?" Wendy felt nervous at the words.
Her choice of Zhang Heng is also a helpless move. Her father has been missing for many days and can't drag on any longer. However, there are not many outsiders in Lincoln County, let alone Zhang Heng. However, they have never met before. She doesn't know Zhang Heng at all and doesn't know what kind of person he is, even though she has been trying to be calm But this is no longer a hotel. If the other party really shows any evil intentions, there is not much she can do.
Wendy held the knife in her pocket in one hand.
Zhang Heng noticed her little action, but didn't care much. He said, "if you teach me about horses, I can charge you 10 dollars less."
"Do you want to know about horses?" Wendy's face had a queer look on it. She let go of the knife and said, "in what way."
"All kinds of things, including how to pick a horse, how to raise a horse, how to ride a horse, how to make a grumpy horse quiet, and how to use the Spurs." Zhang Heng pointed to the spur gear behind his boots. He had seen it in previous novels and Westerns. He knew that it was used to stimulate the horse to run faster and liberate his hands to fight. But he had no impression of how to use it.
This is a more advanced skill, and the bailiff didn't learn it that night.
"I'm happy to share this knowledge with you, but most of them are very basic. You may feel impatient after listening to them." Wendy said cautiously.
"No way." Zhang Heng, as a cute new bird, can't be bothered by Dalao's wordiness.
"Where do we start?" It's the first time Wendy has faced such an odd request.
"Let's start with the types of horses." Zhang Heng pointed to the lightning, "what kind of horse is your horse?"
Wendy stroked his mane and said, "lightning is an Indian pony. It was first brought to the American continent by the Spanish colonists. It thrives here and finally becomes what it is now. At the age of seven, it's just entering middle age according to the age of human beings. It's my best companion."
"What about it." Zhang Heng then pointed to the radish and asked.
Wendy carefully looked at the radish for a while, "if I want to take it back, its breed is not bad. If I read it correctly, it should be a Hungarian mixed breed. It is a stable breed of mixed horses. This kind of horse is generally very smart. After training, it can often complete some tasks that other horses can't complete, and it has strong self-control."
"Well, I didn't see it." Zhang Heng looked at walking a few steps, bowed his head to gnaw grass, disorganized and undisciplined radish doubted.
"You have to learn to control it, and it's really getting old. It's estimated that it's almost twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and it belongs to old age among human beings."
"What about riding?"
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After a period of time, Wendy has determined that Zhang Heng is indeed a blank in a certain field, which is a little inconceivable to her. Although there are quite a few men on the east coast who can't ride horses, and they travel by carriage and train, in the west, especially in the more remote places where trains are not yet developed, most men will learn to ride horses, especially in Wendy's hometown Ranch environment, surrounded by a lot of equestrian masters.Although Zhang Heng never said that he could ride a horse, he went to Lincoln County one by one. With his superb shooting skills and a pair of jeans, people subconsciously thought that his riding skills were also very good. No matter how bad he was, he should not be so bad. After only half a day out, Wendy felt like buying a fake.
But now it's too late to say anything.
Wendy can only comfort herself, at least she is safer. If Zhang Heng really has any bad ideas for her, he can't catch up with her.
All these ideas just went around in Wendy's heart and didn't express them. Wendy kept patience and popularized all kinds of knowledge he wanted to know to Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng wanted to know the local conditions and customs of the west by the way, but found that Wendy was also a blank in this aspect.
In her words, apart from the family outing, this is the first time that she has been so far away from home. In the past, she only lived in Lincoln County, or more precisely, her own ranch and county.
Zhang Heng suddenly thought of a question and asked Wendy, "does your mother know about your father?"
"Yes, sir," Wendy said calmly, "I left her a note."
"That means you're sneaking out."
"No, I left a note." Wendy got the note right.
"That's why we call it sneaking out. You didn't tell your mother because you knew she wouldn't agree."
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