Chapter 8
At that moment, Gu Shizhang took Ye Tianhui to the stable. When they stepped into the stable, Ye Tianhui looked carefully and found that the management of the stable here was more meticulous.
The pure wooden stable has spacious and bright glass windows. Sunlight shines in through the gaps between branches and leaves. High-quality hay is neatly stacked on wooden isolation racks, and a strong horse is quietly eating grass with its head lowered.
There was no trace of the common smell of horse manure in the air, but instead there was a dry and mellow aroma of grass - this was the smell from Gu Shizhang's hand just now.
Everything here is quiet and simple, like a still life sketch in a Western oil painting.
Gu Shizhang picked up a handful of hay nearby and fed it to the horse. He smiled at Ye Tianhui and said, "Which stable do you work in?"
Ye Tianhui: "I've only been here a few days. I'm currently assigned to stable number seven, responsible for feeding four horses."
She had just slipped past so many stables, so she naturally remembered some of them and was confident that Gu Shizhang would not expose her.
She looked at the stable curiously. "Why is the stable here different from our stable number seven? The facilities and environment here are obviously better, and the horses here are better cared for."
Gu Shizhang said, "You sound like a newcomer when you say that. Didn't your boss tell you about the business model of horse racing and the stables here?"
He raised his eyes, his dark eyes looking at her, and said with a smile: "Normally, you will get an induction handbook on your first day of work. This should contain this information, right?"
Ye Tianhui suppressed any emotional fluctuations: "Is there a manual? I don't know. When I joined the company, I was given a bag, but I didn't see any manual!"
She later explained: "My English is not very good, and seeing those things makes me feel overwhelmed, so I didn't look at them carefully."
Her words could be used to either advance or retreat. Who knows if this man was deliberately trying to trick her? Who knows if there is any manual?
Seeing this, Gu Shizhang laughed and said, "It seems that you are really careless and haven't even read the manual."
He then explained, "The Happy Valley Jockey Club has over 700 active racehorses. These horses aren't all owned by the Jockey Club; they belong to different owners who have entrusted their horses to the Hong Kong Jockey Club for unified management. The Jockey Club provides stables of varying quality. Owners who are particularly particular about their horses can apply to build their own stables and hire dedicated staff to maintain them."
Ye Tianhui: "That means the owners of these horses are rich, so they opened a private room for their horses."
Private room...
Gu Shizhang's eyes lit up with laughter as he agreed, "That makes sense. A private room. In fact, in recent years, several other private racecourses have been built in Hong Kong, such as the Pentium Racecourse. Right now, Happy Valley Racecourse is competing for customers, and Hong Kong racecourses are facing fierce competition, so all the major racecourses are also introducing new ones."
Ye Tianhui looked at the stable: "This must be newly built, it must be very expensive."
Gu Shizhang surveyed the stables, clearly pleased. "This stable is said to have been designed by a world-renowned designer. Look at the skylights and double-glazed windows, which provide the horses with even natural light. The facilities are comprehensive, including a shower room and a saddle room."
Ye Tianhui looked at it curiously, and sure enough, it was fully equipped with all kinds of facilities, and it looked very fashionable and modern.
As he spoke, he led her forward, through a wooden corridor, and came to a stable. In the stable was a large brown horse with a well-proportioned body and a beautiful head. When looking closely, one could see that it had a broad chest, a short back, and short legs. If such a horse ran, its steps would be very light and it would have great explosive power.
This is obviously a rare and good horse.
Gu Shizhang reached out his hand lovingly and touched the horse's mane, then asked with a smile, "This is Longguang. What do you think?"
Ye Tianhui was stunned.
Although Gu Shizhang in front of him was only wearing a simple shirt and jeans, the way he stood beside the horse and talked with a smile on his face gave off an air of dignity.
A picture even emerged in her mind: in the imperial stables, the emperor in casual clothes stood next to the newly acquired BMW.
She held her breath and looked at the thick black short hair on the back of his head: "Shall I lighten it up?"
Gu Shizhang: "Yes, I gave this horse the Chinese name."
He turned around to look at her and smiled, "But it also has an English name, Lucis's Wing. Lucis means light in Latin, so its name means wings of light."
Ye Tianhui remained calm: "And then?"
Gu Shizhang: "He was originally a speed racehorse, and later received steeplechase training. He achieved excellent results and once won the British Royal Steeplechase. However, when he was six years old, he injured his leg and was diagnosed with irreparable ligament rupture."
After hearing this, Ye Tianhui looked at the horse's legs. The horse had a perfect body and stood there quietly and docilely, with no signs of leg injuries.
Gu Shizhang: "At Liverpool Racecourse in England, he injured his leg and was about to be euthanized by his owner. Someone bought him for a low price and took him to the beach for training. His injuries gradually improved in the seawater, and he was then taken to Hong Kong. He is currently undergoing rehabilitation training. If possible, he might be able to compete in this season's races."
His calm narration made Ye Tianhui frown repeatedly.
She looked at the sunlight in front of her. The sunlight shone on the horse's back, and the horse looked quiet and peaceful, bathing in the golden light. This was a horse living in a superior stable, basking in the sun and enjoying the hay. At first glance, it seemed that it was living a peaceful life.
Who could have imagined that it once galloped across the battlefield, and who could have imagined that it was almost betrayed and abandoned.
She squatted down slightly and looked straight into the horse's eyes.
This was a horse that had escaped death, she thought.
She looked at the horse and asked, "It's expensive to gather light, isn't it?"
Gu Shizhang lowered his eyes and looked at her.
The stable was filled with bright light, and she squatted in front of the manger, her back thin and straight, her black hair falling softly behind her, her expression focused and compassionate.
She tentatively reached out her hand to touch the horse, the skin on her fingertips glowing warmly under the sunlight.
Gu Shizhang was silent for a moment before he said, "It's very expensive."
Ye Tianhui: "Oh, how expensive is it?"
However, Gu Shizhang did not answer.
Just as Ye Tianhui was about to look back in confusion, Gu Shizhang finally explained, "The horses in the Jockey Club are all professional racehorses. Generally speaking, they are purebreds imported from all over the world, and their value is over one million Hong Kong dollars. In addition to the purchase price, the owner also has to pay the Jockey Club for full-time breeding fees, training fees, venue fees, and other possible expenses to improve the racehorse's life. If you want to improve the racehorse's training, you can also hire a higher-level trainer, but the price will be even higher."
Ye Tianhui understood: "Ordinary citizens can bet on horse racing. It's entertainment and a chance to win. The rich buy and raise horses, let them compete in races, and make a profit from it. If you have a good vision and good luck, you can make a lot of money from raising horses."
Gu Shizhang nodded in agreement: "You have revealed the secret."
He added: "But those wealthy people who raise horses do so not only to get a certain return, but also to connect with their social circles."
Ye Tianhui nodded: "I think I understand."
You play the trends of the class you belong to. For the top wealthy people, horse racing is not only about playing horses, but also a social tool.
It seems that she still has a long way to go if she wants to buy her red goose.
Gu Shizhang smiled at Long Guang in front of him and said, "Miss Ye, you've been at the stables for two days now. Do you think any of the horses are particularly good?"
Ye Tianhui stood up and said, "No, there's nothing particularly good. Except for this one, they're all pretty much the same."
Gu Shizhang turned his head and gave her a long look: "Oh."
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