Chapter 802 God of War and Xiao Hei

When we arrived at Grandpa Wen Qiao's house, it was exactly ten o'clock in the morning. The small village had white walls and black tiles, and was buried in the rapeseed fields. The car was parked on the embankment, and the group walked to the yard of the old man's house.

Mr. Su happened to be going out with a bundle of reins in his hand.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Su Yun, still holding the gift in her hand, hurriedly greeted her father.

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

Su Yun sighed: "Oh, what are you doing with all this excitement? What do you want a horse for?"

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

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

The old man insisted on going to the racecourse regardless. Wen Qiao opened his mouth and said, "I'll go with grandpa. Mom, you can just stay here."

The three Wen Qiao siblings and Fu Nanli walked with the old man for twenty minutes to a nearby racecourse.

When they arrived at the stables, they were all picked. Wen Qiao took a look at a big brown horse in the corner. It was thin and its coat was not shiny, but its hind legs looked strong. If it were a racehorse, it should run very well. quick.

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

Mr. Su shook his head and said: "How thin have you become? Let's not just choose a sweaty horse, at least I can be a donkey, so I have to be solid."

Wen Qiao insisted: "Just buy that one."

Mr. Su had already chosen the stocky little black horse next to him: "This one is good. It's like a donkey. It can be used for grinding when turned around."

Wen Chi: "Grandpa, you don't even grind at home."

"I will buy a stone grinder when I buy this horse. The tofu I grind myself is the most delicious, and I can often send some to you."

Wen Qiao said to the racecourse manager: "My grandpa will buy the one and I will buy the brown one. I will pay for both."

Just as Fu Nanli was about to raise his hand to take out the card, Wen Qiao held his hand and said, "I'll do it myself."

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

Wen Qiao paid the money and bought two horses. Wen Qiao named his horse ‘God of War’.

Grandpa looked disgusted: "What kind of God of War is not the God of War? Do you want to take him to fight? Now is not the era of cold weapons. Even if you fight, you don't need a horse. My name is Xiao Hei. Look, how strong and beautiful he is. The key is to be able to use it.”

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

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

Grandpa led two horses and the group drove back.

Fu Nanli asked her: "What did you buy this horse for?"

Wen Qiao swiped his phone: "There will be a horse racing competition in Macau in May. I will use the God of War to go to the horse racing competition."

Fu Nanli thought, this girl's eyes are full of business opportunities.

Fu Nanli also has his own racecourse with many purebred horses. He does not let his horses participate in horse racing, but he definitely has a deep knowledge of horses.

The God of War that Wen Qiao picked looked thin, but it was a purebred hot-blooded horse. Compared with cold-blooded horses and mixed-blood horses, this kind of horse was suitable for racing.

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

Keep this war horse strong enough to participate in horse racing.