Unexpectedly, when Lao Cui heard Liu Zheng's words, he immediately sneered.
Liu Zheng was surprised: "Although Zheng doesn't understand, he also knows that when looking at an animal, you first look at the size and coordination. These horses are tall and majestic, why don't you like them?"
Lao Cui smiled and said: "It is important to have a high-spirited posture and extraordinary temperament, but apart from that, when looking at a horse, first look at the head, then the ears, then the nose, and lastly the eyes!"
Liu Zheng was amazed: "Master Cui taught me!"
Lao Cui had a look on his face: "Young Master is a great talent, how dare Lao Cui talk about teaching?"
"In my opinion, Souma can get started by avoiding a few misunderstandings!"
"First, tall and burly is not the first choice, compact structure is the way to go!"
Liu Zheng deeply agreed.
It is actually very easy for a horse to gain weight, so whether it is strong or not can only indicate whether the horse is healthy, and cannot tell whether it is a high-quality horse. What really determines a high-quality horse is its structure! For example, whether the shoulder blades and sports joints are well developed.
"Two, the flesh must not be strong, the hair must be smooth!"
"Third, if the face is small, the ears are small, the nose is big and the eyes are big, it is the best!"
After hearing this, Liu Zheng became even more convinced.
It can be seen that these experiences were summed up by Lao Cui himself. This was quite difficult for ancient people.
They didn't know, but Liu Zheng knew that a horse with small ears has a small liver and a small liver. Horses with a small liver are good at understanding human intentions. A big nose means big lungs, and the lung capacity will naturally be large. This needs no further elaboration.
Big eyes lead to big hearts. Horses with big hearts are not only durable, but also less easily frightened.
It can be said that these few words from Lao Cui are worth a copy of "Xiangma Jing"!
Liu Zheng clasped his fists: "Zheng has been taught!"
Lao Cui laughed loudly: "Young Master Liu is too polite."
A young man next to him interjected: "Master Liu, if Master Cui hadn't been the third owner of the horse farm in recent years, how could it have become the largest in Baiya?"
Lao Cui was angry: "You are the only one who talks too much!"
The speaker was unintentional but the listener was interested. However, Liu Zheng was slightly startled and was about to speak.
The young man next to him couldn't help but said: "Master Liu, I'm afraid he doesn't know that every year at the Jockey Club, several racecourses compete with each other, and the winner can win more and more fertile racecourses!"
He looked proud: "Master Cui has helped the third master in the past few years and won the championship for five consecutive years! It seems that this year is about the same!"
Lao Cui quickly said he didn't dare, but he couldn't hide the pride in his eyes.
At this moment, there was the sound of galloping horses behind him.
The three of them looked back and saw a group of drunken men, each riding a horse and holding a whip, charging towards them.
"Eldest Young Master?"
"You are..."
The person leading the group was none other than Wei Rong from a few days ago, the eldest son of the Baiya Army. He had a gloomy sneer on his face at this time.
He first looked at Liu Zheng, then at Lao Cui, and then laughed and said: "I heard that a rabbit-headed horse with blood was born here at Lao Cui, can you let us observe it?"
Lao Cui's expression changed.
The young stable boy was also furious, but he dared not speak out.
Wei Rong sneered: "Why, am I still the eldest son of the Baiya Army?"
"Why, does this Yang Ke really not take my father seriously?"
These two sentences made Old Cui and the young stable boy's expressions change drastically.
How did they answer?
Over the years, Yang Ke's popularity within the White Cliff Army has been very high, and it has the potential to overtake the eldest master Wei Shao. They also know that Yang Ke has not lost much in the growth process of the eldest son Wei Rong in front of them.
Give him a whip. This Wei Rong has a grudge. Ever since he grew up, he has made things difficult for Yang Ke at every turn, just so that one day he can be found guilty of Yang Ke's "rebellion".
As younger brothers, how dare they dare to talk like this?
Wei Rong sneered arrogantly: "Bring me that rabbit-headed foal!"
All the younger brothers agreed with a bang.
Lao Cui was anxious: "Young Master, you must not do this!"
Everyone knows the art of horse-reading. A rabbit-headed horse is a top-notch horse. This was the case with Guan Erye's red rabbit horse back then. It is very consistent with Lao Cui's horse-reading skills, with a small and firm face, big eyes and a big nose.
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This entire racecourse has taken many years to produce such a rabbit-headed foal, which is truly the best.
Originally, Lao Cui planned to win the first prize in the horse racing this time. How could he let others do it so easily?
He couldn't help but stop him.
Wei Rong's face turned livid: "It seems that the second head of the family really doesn't take me seriously!"