Chapter 802： God of War and Xiao Hei

Chapter 802 God of War and Xiao Hei

When we arrived at Grandpa Wen Qiao's house, it was ten o'clock in the morning. The small village was buried in the **** field with white walls and tiles.

Elder Su happened to be out, holding a bundle of reins in his hand.

"Dad, what are you going to do?" Su Yun hurriedly greeted her dad with a gift in her hand.

"The nearby horse farm closed down. They all went to buy horses, and I also went to get one."

Su Yun sighed: "Oh, what are you doing to catch the excitement? What do you want a horse to do?"

"What do you know? Bring the horse back, put it behind the house, and do some farming work as a donkey."

"How much farm work do you have?"

Regardless of whether the old man has to go to the racecourse, Wen Qiao opened his mouth and said, "I will accompany my grandpa. Mom, you can stay here."

The three Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli walked with the old man for 20 minutes to the nearby horse farm.

When they arrived at the stables, they were almost picked up. Wen Qiao saw a big brown horse in the corner at a glance. It was thin and its fur was not shiny, but its hind legs looked strong. When racing horses, it should run very well. fast.

Wen Qiao pointed to the horse: "Grandpa, we want that one."

Old man Su shook his head straight: "What kind of skinny you are, let's not talk about picking a hard-earned BMW, at least you can be a donkey, so you have to be honest."

Wen Qiao insisted: "Just buy that."

Elder Su has already picked the short and sturdy little black horse next to him: "This is good, it's like a donkey, you can pull it back."

Wen Chi: "Grandpa, you haven't polished it at home."

"I bought this horse and I will buy a stone mill back. The tofu I grind is the best, and I can often give you a bit of it."

Wen Qiao said to the steward of the racecourse: "My grandpa bought the one, I bought the brown one, two, and I will pay."

Just as Fu Nanli was about to raise his hand to grab the card, Wen Qiao held down his hand: "I will do it myself."

He told his grandfather that he was in the top ten on the wealth list by himself. Now, even if it is a horse, he will not let Fu Nanli pay for it. This is completely on his own.

Wen Qiao paid for two horses, and Wen Qiao named his horse "God of War".

Grandpa looked disgusted: "Who is the God of War but the God of War, do you want to take him to war? This is not the age of cold weapons. Even if you fight, you don’t need a horse. My name is Xiaohei. Look, how strong and beautiful. The key is to come in handy."

The God of War seemed to feel that he was despised, a little autistic.

Wen Qiao touched its back. It was skinny and painful. "Grandpa, I'll give you a task. Two months, feed my God of War fat."

Grandpa led two horses, and the group hurried back.

Fu Nanli asked her, "What did you do with this horse?"

Wen Qiao slid his phone: "There is a horse race in Macau in May. I will use God of War to race horses."

Fu Nanli thought, this girl was full of business opportunities.

Fu Nanli also has his own racecourse, and there are many thoroughbred horses. He didn't let his horses go to races, but he definitely has a deep research on horses.

The God of War picked by Wen Qiao looked thin, but it was a purebred, warm-blooded horse. Compared to cold-blooded and mixed-breed horses, this kind of horse was suitable for racing.

He thought that the child would like a horse on a whim, but he did not expect that she had her own worries and considerations in everything she did.

This **** of war is a little more sturdy, it might not be impossible to participate in a horse race.

(End of this chapter)