The gates were opened and the horses were set free, and after a chase, the result was soon known.

This time, the bodyguard didn't need to help open the note for her, Song Yi did it.

"Same again." Zhang Xingzu exclaimed.

She looked at Chen Chaosheng provocatively: "Old man, is it a draw again?"

Chen Chaosheng snorted coldly and questioned, "None of these horses have ever run in a race. How can you tell which one will make it to the finish line?"

She raised her eyebrows when she heard the word "end", and Chen Chaosheng himself knew it very well.

"Because I can take a horse's pulse!" she said, keeping it a secret.

Chen Chaosheng stopped glaring, as if he had become interested. He put away his aura and sat back in the wheelchair.

"If you can explain to me how to feel a horse's pulse, I will give you another string of red sandalwood Buddha-head bracelets!"

Rosewood is not a rare commodity to her, but anyone who is willing to use rosewood to carve a Buddha head must not use leftover material, and the beads must be large in size.

"Okay. I'll just talk about it in a simple and easy-to-understand way. Horses are just like people. They have tempers and minds. Those with minds are held back by their minds. They don't grow in height, but only in brains. They can't run as fast as the stupid ones. It's almost the same when choosing horses. Before they are trained, these horses have the same starting point and don't know the rules. The stupid ones have an advantage. They are stubborn and don't think too much. They just know to run forward to get food, so they run faster~"

After the explanation, there was a dead silence.

If it weren't for the bodyguards' professional ethics, they would have all stretched their heads to look at Fang Zongtang.

This is the first time I've heard this said.

It seems to sound reasonable.

Chen Chaosheng gave Fang Zongtang a thoughtful look and said stubbornly, "Quibbling, you are just a blind cat catching a dead mouse."

She was not afraid and directly responded: "Is it true? Let's have another match and we'll know."

Chen Chaosheng stopped talking.

~

Hasn't she won enough?

"Yuan blue and white porcelain, Yuchi Gong riding alone to save the master, big jar, do you want to think about it?"

"Tang Sancai Heavenly King's Angry Eyes Plate, do you want it?"

"Tang Sancai Flying Gourd Bottle, do you want it?"

"Would you like a painted pottery jar from the Western Han Dynasty?"

"Would you like a map of the Western Han Dynasty's battle formation?"

She smiled slightly and used her final killer move.

"Mobilize the troops and generals. Do you want the tiger talisman?"

Every time Chen Chaosheng heard Fang Zongtang say something, he glared at her.

If her eyes could turn into knives, she would have been pierced like a candied haws by now.

"I'll sell you a Kangxi official kiln pink-glazed vase with a pattern of searching for plum blossoms in the snow." Chen Chaosheng placed his bet.

She also ordered Yuan blue and white porcelain.

Or are those untrained horses just now, the order is messed up.

Let’s guess first.

After the horse race, the answer was revealed.

She is No. 7 and Chen Chaosheng is No. 2.

"Oh my God, I barely won!" She wiped her sweat-free forehead in anger and said narrowly.

Chen Chao was so angry that he couldn't sit still anymore.

Although he didn't admit it in his heart, he had just chosen the racehorse according to Fang Zongtang's instructions.

After all, she was the better one.

"Why this time?" Chen Chaosheng asked with a dark face.

She pretended not to understand and said, "Why? Don't you understand?"

Chen Chaosheng hadn't been angry for many years, but today he was so angry at Fang Zongtang that he has been furious from the beginning till now.

"The horse you chose has changed." Chen Chaosheng said angrily with a dark face, afraid that saying one more word would be an insult to himself.

She pretended to understand and said, "I see, you want to learn how to look after horses from me."

She said this in the affirmative.