There Is A Dragon In My Well

Gundam is the horse racer this time.

He is 1.75 meters tall, neither too low nor too tall. He has a well-proportioned body shape and is slightly on the thin side.

But looking at his face, he looked a bit rough, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

This made Chu Qiu slightly surprised and couldn't help but ask: "Where are you from?"

"People from Inner Mongolia."

Gundam said generously.

"Inner Mongolia?"

Chu Qiu said in surprise: "In my impression, aren't all Inner Mongolian men taller than 1.8 meters tall?"

Gundam was a bit dumbfounded: "Who did you listen to? There are also small people in Inner Mongolia, not to mention my mother is from the Central Plains!"

"Besides, horse racing is about speed. On the field, the smaller the weight the horse carries, the faster it will run. Therefore, in order to take advantage of this, almost all horse racing players will not be tall!"

"Even if there are occasionally tall people, their bodies must be extremely thin, otherwise they will be at a disadvantage in the competition!"

"Oh, that's how it is."

However, Chu Qiu was still extremely confused and said: "Then why do you, a native of Inner Mongolia, think of coming here to race horses?"

“Aren’t there domestic and international channels?”

"I'm here to promote our Mongolian horses! Mongolian horses are an ancient horse breed, but with international connectivity, various foreign horse breeds have been introduced into the country, resulting in our horses not being as popular as before!"

Gundam said with emotion: "There are so many horse farms in China now, and most of them are importing foreign horse breeds at high prices, and they are dismissive of our domestic horse breeds!"

"With the same shoulder height and body length, no matter how good the Mongolian horses are, they are not as expensive as horses imported from abroad, so they are worthy of attention!"

At this point, Gundam was unconvinced and said: "This makes me feel very uncomfortable. Our Mongolian horses have long endurance and were the first choice for war horses in ancient times. They have made great contributions! I don't want this horse breed to decline because of foreign species!"

"Okay, you are ambitious, I admire you!"

Chu Qiu showed admiration for Gundam. If all Chinese people were like this, China would already be number one in the world.

Just like pet dogs, it is not because of the large-scale introduction and hype that their prices are high and they become the possession of wealthy people, which leads to the decline of Chinese pastoral dogs.

We must know that as early as the Three Kingdoms period, Chinese pastoral dogs were already indispensable helpers for the ancients.

Their excellent qualities of guarding the house and protecting their owners with loyalty are not inferior to any foreign breeds at all.

What's the result now?

The introduction of a large number of dogs led to the decline of Chinese pastoral dogs, and then they were mixed and bred, resulting in impure bloodlines, large and small, and even crooked melons and cracked dates, making them the target of everyone's rejection.

On the other hand, foreign dog breeds tend to be more reserved and pure-blooded. Even buying a dog now requires a pedigree certificate, and the price is unimaginably high!

But if you think about it carefully, are these dogs really better than the ancient Chinese pastoral dogs?

In the final analysis, we still worship foreign things!

"By the way, has there been any change in the current situation of Mongolian horses due to your efforts?"

Chu Qiu looked at Gundam and asked.

"There are changes, but not big."

Gundam shook his head and said: "The most important thing is that the Mongolian horse has not won any good rankings in the competition and is not famous! Because its advantages are endurance and load-bearing! In terms of explosive power and speed, it is difficult to compete with those famous foreign horses. !”

"There are no suitable runways for these competitions. The runways are too short and the advantages cannot be reflected!"

"Modern people's concept is that the horses they like focus on speed and explosive power, so it is difficult for Mongolian horses to stand out,"

Gundam said firmly: "But I have not given up my efforts! I have been cultivating and optimizing Mongolian horses for these years, just waiting for the day when they will shine! Let people all over the world come to import our Mongolian horses!"

"So, you need a ranking that will surprise the world!"

Chu Qiu smiled, stood up and said, "Let's go, let you meet my horse!"

"I can guarantee that if you use my horse to compete, you will definitely win a grand slam!"

"With your horse? That's impossible!"

Gundam shook his head and said: "The purpose of my participation in the competition is to promote Mongolian horses. I will not use foreign horse breeds even if they are beaten to death!"

"Besides, my horse and I often train and sleep together. We have a mutual understanding. I will not abandon him."

"I didn't ask you to abandon your own horse, and my horse is not a foreign horse breed!"

Chu Qiu couldn't help but laugh: "Strictly speaking, my horse is a mule, and most of the mules and horses in the country are hybrids of Mongolian horses and have the blood of Mongolian horses, so..."

"You mean... what you call a horse is a mule?"

Gundam looked confused: "You want a mule to compete instead of my horse?"

"Wait! You want me to race on a mule??"

After finishing speaking, Gundam reacted belatedly and couldn't help but exclaimed: "How is this possible!"

"On the field, if those players and referees saw me riding a cross-bred mule to compete, wouldn't they laugh out loud? Wouldn't they laugh at me for having no horses in China?"

"Besides, although mules have stronger explosive power and endurance than horses, they can't match them in terms of speed. Moreover, the difference in appearance is too big, which will only make people unhappy!"

Gundam shook his head frequently, indicating that it was absolutely impossible.

Chu Qiu did not refute, but just said: "No matter what, let's go see how my horse is doing!"

"Okay then. Seeing how confident you are, I'm also curious about how good your so-called mule is!"

Gao Gao saw that Chu Qiu had an extraordinary temperament, and was also curious about what kind of mule the other party had. How dare he boast about winning a Grand Slam in such a big Haikou.

Tang Jinghong and Song Tiangang looked at each other while watching the conversation between the two.

First, the Pang family visited, and a medical book made the entire Pang family worship them as gods.

Now here comes Gundam again, claiming that a mule can win the Grand Slam by participating.

They discovered that Chu Qiu was becoming more and more difficult to see through.

So several people followed Chu Qiu and came to Tao Zhuyin Garden.

When Gao Da came to Tao Zhuyin Garden for the first time, he was extremely shocked, and his eyes towards Chu Qiu became suspicious.

This was not his first time in Taiwan, and he had always been familiar with Tao Zhuyinyuan.

The people who can live here are not ordinary people.

"Okay, just stay down here!"

Arriving under the mansion, Chu Qiu stopped and said to the three of them: "My wife is sleeping upstairs. You guys wait for me first and I'll go get the horse."

After saying that, he entered the elevator directly.

Gundam said in a daze: "Master Chu's mule is upstairs? Didn't he say that his wife is sleeping?"

"What's the matter? The entire top floor belongs to him. Two forest areas of more than 160 square meters are connected and can be used for horse racing..."

Tang Jinghong said with a smile, almost shocking Gundam's jaw.

"He bought the whole floor?"

Gundam couldn't help but take a breath, what is the origin of this Chu Qiu?