The God of War and Blackie

It was ten O 'clock in the morning when they arrived at Wen Qiao's grandfather's house. The small village was surrounded by white walls and black tiles, buried in the rapeseed fields. The car was parked on the embankment, and the group of people walked towards the old man's courtyard.

Old master su had just left the house with a bundle of reins in his hands.

"Dad, where are you going?" Su Yun was still holding a gift in her hand, and she hurriedly called out to her father.

the horse ranch nearby has closed down. They're all buying horses. I'm going to get one too.

Su Yun sighed and said,"Aiyo, why are you joining in the fun?" What do you want the horse for?"

"What do you know? Bring the horse back and put it behind the house. We can use it as a donkey to do some farm work."

"How much farm work do you still have to do?"

Old Mr. Wen insisted on going to the racecourse, so Wen Qiao opened her mouth and said, " "I'll go with Grandpa. Mom, you guys can stay here."

The three of them, along with Fu Nanli, accompanied old master Wen on a twenty-minute walk to a nearby horse ranch.

When they arrived at the stables, most of the horses had been picked. Wen Qiao saw a big brown horse in the corner at first glance. It was thin and its fur wasn't shiny, but its hind legs looked strong. It should be able to run very fast in a horse race.

"Grandpa, we'll take that one." Wen Qiao pointed at the horse.

Old master su shook his head. look at how skinny you've become. Even if you don't pick a Ferghana horse, you should at least be able to ride it like a donkey. You should be more stocky.

"I'll just buy that," Wen Qiao insisted.

Old master su had already picked the short and strong little black Horse beside him. this is good. It's like a little donkey. It can be used to grind later.

"Grandpa, your family didn't grind it either," said Wen Chi.

"After buying this horse, I'll buy a stone mill. The tofu ground by myself is the best. I can also send you some more often."

Wen Qiao said to the manager, " my grandfather will buy that one. I'll buy the brown one. I'll pay for both.

Fu Nanli was just about to raise his hand to take out his card when Wen Qiao pressed his hand down. "I'll do it myself."

He had told his grandfather to rely on himself to get into the top ten of the richest. Now, he wouldn't even let Fu Nanli pay for a horse. This was what it meant to be completely relying on himself.

Wen Qiao paid and bought two horses. She named her horse 'God of War'.

"What war god? are you going to bring him to war?" his grandfather said with a look of disdain. It's no longer the era of cold weapons, so even if we fight, we don't need to Mount a horse. Mine is called little black. Look, it's so strong and beautiful, and most importantly, it can be used."

The God of War seemed to feel that he was being looked down on and was a little depressed.

Wen Qiao touched its back. It was skinny and looked rather adorable. Grandpa, I'll give you a mission. Make my God of War fatten up in two months.

Grandpa led two horses and the group of people rushed back.

what are you buying this horse for? " Fu Nanli asked her. what are you buying this horse for? "

Wen Qiao swiped her phone. there's a horse race in Macau in may. I'll use the God of War to race the horses.  

Fu Nanli thought that this lass's eyes were filled with business opportunities.

Fu Nanli also had his own Racecourse, with quite a few purebred horses. He didn't let his own horse participate in the race, but he definitely had a deep understanding of horses.

The Wargod that Wen Qiao had picked looked thin, but it was a pure-blooded, hot-blooded horse. Compared to cold-blooded and mixed-blood horses, this kind of horse was more suitable for horse racing.

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

If this God of War was strong enough, it might be able to participate in the horse race.