Chapter 217 Horses Will Die in Romance
“Huh? Why was there a quarrel in front of me?”
Chen Ling was thinking about his own affairs when Stationmaster Li suddenly looked at a place and said .
Lao Ba also looked at it twice, and soon laughed: "Hey, it's interesting, Lao Ma Brush is actually in trouble."
Seeing Chen Ling look at him in confusion He came over and continued to explain: "In our mule and horse market, the most taboo thing is to give an animal to two families. There was a quarrel over this matter. If you want to buy or sell animals in the future, Fugui, remember not to do it. This kind of thing..."
If a woman does not marry two husbands, then an animal cannot be sold to two people.
Some owners clearly promised to sell to Person A in advance and were about to make a deal, but when they heard that Person B's price was high, they suddenly went back on their word.
This kind of thing is very unethical, and it’s very sad to encounter it. Once something like this happens, quarrels will easily break out between the two parties. There are many people with bad tempers who will fight over this matter.
Chen Ling listened and nodded repeatedly.
Not long after, a tall, thin old man with a goatee wearing a liberation hat walked over, cursing, and turning around to curse from time to time.
When the old man saw it, he smiled and joked: "Hey, Ma Brush, you were so straight when you were old, why did you let someone do it today?"
"Bah, you are so arrogant. Old Huang Niba is making fun of people.”
The old man with the goatee glared at him angrily and said angrily: “There are two idiots who don’t understand the rules. I am unlucky to meet these two. An old turtle grandson agreed on a price and paid the down payment, so I went to buy a new bridle. I heard that they would not sell it to me for an extra four hundred yuan. It would change to the temper I had a few years ago. Designate someone to come over and fight with him, grandma, what the hell is this?”
People who are not familiar with livestock trading don’t understand this.
After a large animal such as a mule or horse is sold, the new owner needs to replace it with a new bridle and new reins.
This old man with a goatee has gone to buy a new bridle, which means that the owner of the animal is definitely going to sell it to him, not to mention that he has paid the deposit, and to regret it to this extent is really very irritating.
"Haha, there are such unreasonable people all the time. It's useless to be angry. If you encounter them, you can only admit that you are unlucky." The old man still smiled and looked nonchalant. In fact, I have seen this kind of thing so much in this industry that I have long been used to it.
“Hey, you don’t know, from last autumn to this spring, I rushed to the market so many times, but I couldn’t catch my eye. Today I finally fell in love with that horse, and it turned out that I was in trouble. Such a bad thing happened."
The old man with the goatee sighed sadly.
"Uncle Ma, who sold that horse to?" Stationmaster Li asked.
"Who else could it be? Old Yang Yu'er from Yangtougou. This old guy has made money growing mushrooms for two years. He is now willing to pay an extra four hundred yuan and is clamoring for a new carriage... ”
The old man with the goatee cursed again.
After a while, when his anger subsided, he noticed Chen Ling.
"Huh? You young man, have you come here to see Lao Ba again?"
"Yes, it's the fair. Let's go see Lao Ba to visit the mule and horse market."
Chen Ling smiled at him. This old man is also an old veterinarian in the village. He is from Majia'ao. He likes raising horses and sells horses all year round, so he is also good at training horses. When there are fairs in the village, he often hangs out at the mule and horse market. Choose good horse seeds.
But unlike Lao Ba, he never acts as a broker for others. He only chooses the horses he likes and buys them himself. In addition, he often comes to Jishang to help others train horses. After all, he likes That's it.
As time went by, others called him "Old Horse Brush".
Chen Ling sometimes passed by Majia'ao and could see several horses tied outside their house, which was very conspicuous.
Last time there was a problem with the feed in the village, Lao Ba called some of their veterinarians to come over and vaccinate the farm, so they had met each other.
Lao Ma Brush also admires Chen Ling, a junior who is willing to work as a veterinarian.
"What else can your old pug do with you besides picking up animals? Come on, I'll take you to train horses."
The old horse brush threw away the bridle in his hand. Give it to Lao Ba, and then drag Chen Ling to the depths of Luoma City.
Obviously still a little angry.
The old man took the horse's bridle into his hand, smiled helplessly, and followed behind with Stationmaster Li.
"Eh? Old Ma Brush, is this the little mare you bought?"
"What a waste of money, I met two unreasonable old turtle grandsons. I'm in bad luck."
"Ouch, where are these people? How could they do such a thing..."
"One from Sheephead Valley and one from Pigtail Ridge. They are all insignificant little places. How can they do anything like this?" Such a stingy person, even if you give the deposit, you will regret it."
Zhutailing, Majia'ao, Niuduzhai, and Yangtougou are the famous Zhu, Ma and other places in Changle Township. There are four villages with the four major surnames: Niu and Yang.
But the four families often look down on each other, saying one is poor and the other is unsatisfactory. The villages are close together and there are many conflicts.
Sometimes, the four villages often fight with each other over the supply of medicinal materials, prey, and even water sources in the mountains.
So it is not surprising that Lao Ma Brush was angry and scolded the two villages together.
"Okay, Brother Ma, don't be angry, don't be angry. Our little stallion is still waiting for you to train him. We will not follow those unreasonable opinions..."
To The owners of the horse training were a couple, a simple middle-aged couple. They had just sold a mule. At this time, the people who were watching the sale of the mule had just dispersed. When they heard the old horse Brush yelling and scolding here, they all came back. We gathered around their cart, ready to watch the fun.
The old horse Brush also noticed that people were looking at him, so he took a breath and asked: "Is your little stallion still the little stallion you kept at home?"
"Yes. , it’s still the same horse, growing up well and having a good temper, but it’s been going on for more than two years, and it’s a little bit dishonest in private. When it’s carrying people on its back, it always wants to lie down on the mare. In the spring of this year, it’s even more troublesome. "When he saw the mare, he refused to leave. He couldn't pull her away. He secretly pulled away the reins several times and tried to run away..."
The man from the host's family brought the young stallion to the crowd. The horse is a small flowered horse with red and white fur, and its face is also white from the tip of its nose to the top of its forehead. It looks quite beautiful.
The old horse looked at Brush and said: "Well, when it is three years old, it is time to train the birth horse, otherwise it will be difficult in the future."
When the horse is three years old or three They will be fully mature at the age of half a year, and the horses at this time are relatively easy to train.
If after the age of three, even if it reaches the age of four in another year, it cannot be trained by ordinary people, and you have to ask an expert to come over.
"It's actually quite easy to train now. Such a little stallion has a good temper. You can tell by looking at its appearance."
The old horse Brush smiled, turned around, and looked at Chen Linghe again Lao Ba and the other three said.
Old Ba nodded: "Indeed, he can pull on the left and drive on the right. He is not afraid of being born. This little stallion looks like a good-tempered..."
Chen Ling After taking a closer look, I became convinced.
The left can pull, the right can drive, and the horse is not afraid when it comes to life. This is the pattern on the horse.
Whether it is a red horse or a black horse, there is a strip of white hair on the face from the nose to the top of the head. This kind of horse has the most docile temperament. Even a male horse is easy to tame, so it is said that when the pattern is born, people Don't be afraid.
And what happened next confirmed this.
"Fugui, can you ride a horse?"
Old Ma Brush asked.
"Well, I did it when I was a kid, but I haven't ridden it in many years."
Chen Ling said honestly.
"Then do you dare to ride a raw horse?" the old horse asked again.
A raw horse is a horse that has not been trained yet and cannot easily be ridden.
A mature horse is a horse that has been trained. Some can pull a plow, some can drive a shaft, and some are specially designed to be ridden.
Horse training, most of which involves training young horses, focuses on quickly subduing the horse and successfully getting on the saddle and riding the horse in a short period of time.
“Dare means daring, but you are afraid of hurting the horse.”
“Good guy, you kid, others are afraid of being hurt by horses, but you are afraid of hurting horses, your tone "It's really big."
The old horse Brush couldn't help but laugh, pointed at the little stallion and said: "Look, this little stallion is much thinner than those big horses, compared with the pack horses in the mountains. It’s no bigger than two laps. In fact, it weighs at least seven or eight hundred kilograms, and it’s very strong...”
“But don’t worry, I will definitely not lose its temper as I watch. Just ride on it.”
"Okay."
Hearing Chen Ling's agreement, the old horse Brush stuffed the liberation cap on his head into his pocket and shouted to the owner, "Then let's start training the horse."
The owner took the young stallion and followed him, walking to the side of the mule and horse market.
There are wild fields outside the Lue Horse City. You can go out in any direction, making it very convenient to train horses.
A group of people quickly led the horses into the field, followed by a group of spectators.
The old horse Brush didn't care about this, and first said to the owner: "Put on the saddle first, you can ride on it and try to slide around."
After all, this little stallion was raised by the owner since he was a child. Let your horse get familiar with it before training it.
What follows is a horse versus a stranger.
An untrained horse can only be fully trained if it can be ridden by strangers.
The owner put a saddle on the young stallion as instructed, and the old horse pulled the reins, attracting the young stallion's attention.
After the saddle was put on, the old horse Brush motioned for his master to ride on. However, as soon as the master's man rode up, the little stallion began to struggle, shaking its head, trying to throw him off.
“Uu, uh, uh…”
The owner saw that his little stallion was struggling a bit, and he kept shouting.
But the little stallion didn't listen and kept shaking its head frequently, not wanting to be ridden.
Seeing this, the master jumped off the horse.
"Hey, why did you come down here? You can't come down here. You haven't trained yet..." the people watching around shouted.
At this time, the young stallion realized something was wrong, stuck out his butt, pulled the reins, and confronted the old horse Brush.
But compared to the big stallion in heat, it was obviously too gentle, and the old horse didn't take it seriously.
On the contrary, he smiled and said to the owner: "No, I won't let you ride this untrained raw horse, and you, the owner, can't do it either. I have to make it tactful before I let you ride it."
"How's it going? Want to try again?"
The host waved his hand and said with a wry smile that he wouldn't try anymore.
"Oh, I know you can't be ruthless, Fugui, come on, it's your turn."
The old horse Brush waved.
Chen Ling stepped forward: "What should we do? Just ride on it?"
"Well, just ride on it."
The old horse Brush nodded, and comforted: "This little stallion has a pretty good temper, you don't have to be afraid."
Chen Lingxin said I really Not afraid, he stepped on the stirrups and got on the horse.
As soon as the stranger Chen Ling came up, the little stallion's reaction was much stronger than before.
He was shaking his head and tail and struggling, trying to knock Chen Ling down.
But for Chen Ling, the intensity was actually not that great.
"Don't be afraid, let's go, follow it, and slowly walk it around in a circle first." The old horse Brush shouted, pulling on the reins to help Chen Ling control the direction.
Then he slowly led the young stallion back and forth in a circle along the field.
During this period, the little stallion was still struggling, raising his head, screaming, and struggling to throw Chen Ling off, but failed.
The main reason is that the extent of the struggle is not large. Compared with a big stallion in heat, it is completely childish.
It can be seen that this is indeed a good-natured little pony.
After sliding around for two times, I found that Chen Ling was very courageous. The young stallion struggled without changing his expression, so the old horse Brush let go of the reins and handed it to him.
"Go on, run faster and run away from it, hold on tight, don't fall you off."
"I got it."
Chen Ling nodded and then Shout softly: "Drive."
The little stallion started to trot. As he ran, he still wanted to throw Chen Ling down. Chen Ling didn't care about it. He just clamped the horse's belly, grasped the reins, and urged it to run faster.
"Drive, drive, drive..."
Once it runs fast, it only cares about running. This kind of young stallion that has just been trained has no intention of throwing people away. .
In addition, if you run faster, the horse will feel more comfortable, which will speed up its adaptation to the feeling of being ridden by a person.
However, it is not suitable for all horses. Horses with too strong tempers will not be able to use this trick and will have to think of other methods.
"Drive."
Chen Ling is still very new to riding horses. After all, he has only ridden a few times when he was a child. It was just for fun. However, the little stallion under his crotch ran faster and faster, riding on the ridges and in the wheat fields. When running, it seems that the more you run, the more comfortable you become.
At this time, the winter wheat in the wheat field was not poled and could be trampled in. Chen Ling rode his horse back and forth in the field in the slightly cold spring breeze.
After running two laps, I gradually became familiar with the feeling of riding a horse. I felt that it was not very enjoyable before, so I continued to run again.
"Okay, okay, come back soon."
The old horse Brush jumped on his feet and waved and shouted.
Chen Ling pretended not to hear, turned the horse's head, and continued to gallop away.
Seeing this, the people watching around couldn’t help bursting into laughter.
Someone followed and shouted: "Young man, leave him alone and go run two more laps."
When Chen Ling came back on the little stallion in a comfortable mood, the old horse Brush immediately stepped forward and took the reins She took it over and patted him on the shoulder: "Your kid is so addicted. If you want to ride a horse, go buy a horse yourself. My dad and I will help you pick one."
Then he handed the little stallion back to the owner, and the owner's man couldn't wait to get on the horse and go for a walk.
Chen Ling laughed when he saw it, knowing that the master was waiting impatiently.
After training a horse, people will want to ride it.
“I’m not good at riding a horse yet. I’ll come to the market more often, and when I’m familiar with it, I’ll pick out a few good horses to buy back.”
“That’s okay, let’s go, I have to I’m going to find my next owner. Instead of training the horse, I’m going to choose a good stallion for breeding. Will you go?”
Old Ma Brush took the money from the host's wife, put it in his pocket and said.
Chen Ling shook his head. He had ridden a horse and had a good time. He also experienced some horse-drawing skills. Next, he would be busy with his own business. Anyway, the mule and horse market is open here. When will it be opened? It’s okay, it’s the same when I go to the market again.
If Chen Ling doesn't go, Lao Ba and Station Master Li will naturally not go either. They have seen a lot about livestock matters.
Unexpectedly, when walking outside Luoma City, I encountered another lively thing.
It is a very common animal fight in the spring mule and horse market.
In previous years, most stallions fought over mares, but this year it was different. It was mares and stallions fighting.
And the mare kicked the stallion to death.
"Holy crap, is it the big white horse that died?"
Chen Ling was very surprised when he saw the big white horse lying on the ground through the crowd.
He was deeply impressed by the big white horse. The main reason was that the horse's riding whip was too long. It was not honest during the estrus period. When it was swung out, it looked like it was thirty or forty centimeters long.
It is easy for Chen Ling to think of a dish made by donkey whip, money money meat.
Of course he didn't think about money and meat at this time, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this horse was tied to the tree just fine, but now he let the mare die.
The crowd was noisy and the horse owners on both sides were arguing non-stop, and Chen Ling couldn't hear what was being said.
Looking inside while riding the bullock cart, you can only see the man raising the white horse dragging an old man with a white turban, shouting angrily. The old man was also very anxious, and the two almost started fighting.
Besides there was a green mare tied to a big tree, snoring uneasily.
The scene can be said to be very hot.
Lao Ba and Stationmaster Li had already squeezed into the crowd and came forward to inquire.
The two of them knew each other well and quickly asked about the cause and effect. When they came back, they told Chen Ling that the big white horse broke away from the reins when it encountered a mare passing by. He was dodged by the mare for the first time, and finally he lay down on her. He was already forcibly mated with the mare, but the mare broke away angrily and kicked him to death.
"How did you kick him to death?"
Chen Ling looked at it carefully and was very curious. He really didn't know much about animals.
"The horse's hooves can kick it. That mare weighs more than a thousand pounds and is very powerful. There are horseshoes nailed on the hooves. It's just a kick to the forehead."
Old Ba shook his head and said with emotion: "What happened today, I wonder if this old Yang Yu'er will regret it later. The horse he snatched from the old horse Brush kicked someone else's stallion to death. What a shame." It’s a lot of money to lose.”
“Oh? Is it the first person to build a shed to grow mushrooms?”
Chen Ling also felt this. It's a strange thing in the world. The horse that was stolen for four hundred dollars ended up causing trouble. I really don't know what to say.
Lao Ma Brush then heard the noise and rushed over, dragging Chen Ling forward to have a look.
Although the big white horse was dead, it showed its white teeth and looked happy, as if it was grinning.
"Good guy, they say that people who die under peonies can be romantic even if they are ghosts. Some of these horses also died of romance..."
Chen Ling was immediately surprised, and then it became funny. This comfortable feeling was completely Even if he was kicked to death, he was kicked to death before he could feel comfortable. A male animal in estrus is really unreasonable.
The old horse Brush was beside him, and he had no intention of laughing at the man in Yangtougou. He just stared at the green horse next to him and couldn't bear to move away. He muttered: "I knew this green horse was a It’s a good horse, I know it. This fierce-tempered one really makes people like it from the bottom of their hearts.”
(End of this chapter)