v2 Chapter 352： Note

Zhang Heng originally thought that Lightning was a pony, and Wendy did say so, but Zhang Heng ignored the time at the time. Wendy tamed the Lightning when she was 7 years old, and five years later, Lightning had grown smoothly. A big horse, a tall body, shiny fur, and strong muscles all over his body, his eyes were full of energy and vitality.

In contrast, the radish that stood with it looked like it was given for a charge.

"If you want to pay a part of the salary in advance, you can go to my ranch and pick one ..."

"No need," Zhang Heng interrupted the girl, "I'm more old-fashioned, you're right, we'd better start earlier."

"You have the final say." Wendy turned on her horse, skilful in action.

Zhang Heng also took the radish. At this time, the genius began to be bright. Most of the residents in the county were still asleep. No one noticed the departure of the two figures, one large and one small.

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Unexpectedly Zhang Heng, Wendy had always been very disciplined along the way. Basically it was Zhang Heng who asked what she answered. At other times, she rode on the horse honestly. Wendy couldn't help but say half of the planned distance.

"Sir, you don't need to take care of me, despite speeding up, I promise I won't be left behind."

"As you can see, my horse is very old, and I don't think it can withstand such a fierce long-distance running." Zhang Hengdao.

Wendy stopped talking.

"What do you want to say."

"Your horse is very old, but not as old as it is. It can secretly eat grass in two steps. I think it is far from reaching its limit."

"Do you know horses well?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, to be precise, my father knows horses very well. Our ranch may not be the largest in Lincoln County, but my father can be called the best person who knows horses. He gave it to me. "

Zhang Heng thought for a while, "Let's modify the contract we signed earlier."

"What?" Wendy suddenly became nervous when she heard that.

She chose Zhang Heng as a helpless move. Her father has been missing for many days and can no longer be dragged on. However, there are not many foreigners in Lincoln County, let alone Zhang Heng's pistol, but two people. I have never met before. She has no understanding of Zhang Heng, nor does she know what the other person is. Although she has been trying to be calm, this is no longer an inn. If the other person really shows something? I don't think she can do much.

Wendy silently held the knife in his pocket with one hand.

Zhang Heng noticed her little movement, but didn't pay much attention, and said, "You teach me about horses, how about I can charge you 10 dollars less."

"Do you want to know about horses?" Wendy's face appeared weird, and he let go of the knife. "Which way."

"Various aspects, including how to pick a horse, raise a horse, ride a horse, how to calm down a testy horse, and how to use the Spurs." Zhang Heng pointed to the barbed gear behind his boots, He also saw this gadget in previous and western movies, knowing that it is used to stimulate the horse to make the horse run faster, and at the same time can better liberate his hands to fight, but he has no impression on how to use it. .

This is a more advanced technique, and he couldn't learn these things that night.

"I'm happy to share this knowledge with you, but most of it is very basic, and you may feel impatient after listening." Wendy was careful.

"No." As a cute new man, Zhang Heng was disgusted.

"So where do we start?" Wendy was the first time he had faced such a weird request.

"It's better to start with the type of horse first." Zhang Heng pointed at Lightning, "What breed 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 colonizers. It thrived here and eventually became what it is now. This year is seven years old. Just entering middle age, I am my best partner. "

"What about it?" Zhang Heng then pointed at Radish and asked.

Wendy carefully looked at the radish for a while, "If I want to take it back, its breed is actually not bad. If I read it correctly, it should be a Hungarian mixed-horse horse. It is a stable breed after mixed horses. Stallions are generally very smart, they can often perform tasks that other horses cannot do after training, and they have a lot of self-control. "

"Really, why didn't I see it?" Zhang Heng looked at the steps and lowered his head to choke grass, doubting the unorganized and undisciplined radish.

"You have to learn to control it, and it is indeed getting older. It is estimated to be almost twenty-six years old, and it is old in humans."

"What about riding?"

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After a while, Wendy has determined that Zhang Heng is indeed blank in a certain area ~ www.novelhall.com ~ This is a bit incredible to her, even though there are quite a few men on the East Coast who do n’t ride horses, they ride Horse-drawn carriages and trains come and go. However, in the west, especially where the more remote trains are not yet developed, most men learn to ride horses, especially Wendy's pasture environment, and there are many equestrian masters in the surrounding area.

Although Zhang Heng himself never said that he would ride a horse, he came to Lincoln County one by one, with a combination of ingenious gun skills and a pair of cowboy costumes, people subconsciously thought that his riding was also good, no matter how bad It shouldn't be so bad, just a long time after going out, Wendy had a feeling of buying fakes.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Wendy can only comfort herself, at least she is safer. If Zhang Heng really has any bad ideas for her, she can't catch up with her.

These thoughts just turned around in Wendy's heart, and they didn't express it. Wendy still kept his patience along the way, and gave Zhang Heng the science to give him all kinds of knowledge he wanted to understand. Humanity, it turned out that Wendy was also blank in this regard.

In her words, except for a family outing, this is the first time she is so far away from home. In the past, her range of activities was only in Lincoln County, or more precisely, her own pasture and county town.

Zhang Heng suddenly thought of a question and asked Wendy, "Does your mother know what you are looking for for your father?"

"Yes sir," Wendy said calmly, "I left her a note."

"That means you sneaked out."

"No, I left a note." Wendy snapped at the note.

"That's why we call this behavior sneaking out. You didn't tell your mother because you knew she wouldn't agree."