Chapter 574 An Tu Baozi
Although it was night, the venue was as bright as day because the lighting was well designed and did not affect the performance of the participating horses and jockeys.
This racecourse is different from what we usually see on TV. In addition to the necessary hurdles, the track is made up of grass and dirt, and there are many more bends, which greatly increases the difficulty of the race.
It had just snowed in Hua City, so the ground was bound to be muddy, which placed extremely high demands on the participating horses and jockeys, making horse racing more interesting and challenging.
In addition to the guests arriving on site, there are some who are unable to come due to delays. They will call in to place bets through the live broadcast.
The weather was cold, but it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the people.
Fang Yuan held An Zhixia's hand tightly, and they followed the crowd to the small courtyard next to the stadium.
The jockeys were fully armed and rode their horses leisurely in circles. In order to allow the guests to observe carefully, they had to control their horses over the railings from time to time to demonstrate their equestrian skills, the quality of their racehorses, and their cooperation with the racehorses.
"Mr. Fang, which one do you think has potential?" James, with binoculars hanging around his neck and a pen and paper in his hands, carefully recorded the situation of each racehorse and its jockey, selecting the few groups most likely to win the race, and was struggling to figure out which one to bet on.
An Zhixia has always been very busy. In her previous life, she was either working or on the road. When she had a vacation, she would basically lie on the bed and catch up on sleep. She would use her spare time to improve herself, even if she had to attend a banquet, which was something she had to go to.
Although horse racing was a popular activity among the upper class, she could not spare the time to attend. Because she had never been involved in it, she could not understand the madness of others.
At this moment, everything she saw was new to her. She followed the example of others, hanging binoculars around her neck, observing and taking notes in a notebook.
Fang Yuan's eyes fell gently on An. Bumpkin. Xia. After hearing James' question, he looked towards the yard, looked for a while and said, "Number 10 or 26."
James immediately lowered his head, read it carefully, frowned and asked seriously: "Mr. Fang, why do you think number 10 and number 26 might win?
Number 10 is short and looks rather dull, not explosive. Its owner is a woman. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but I've participated in dozens of horse races, if not hundreds, and I've never seen a woman win a race.
You have to know that the quality of the horse only accounts for half of the winning rate, and what is more important is the skill level of the jockey.
Number 26 is tall, has shiny fur, and looks big-tempered. He is a rare good horse. But his jockey is mediocre. I have seen him compete in several races, and they have had some impact on him. His results are always below average. "
Fang Yuan hummed, "I don't know much about horse racing, I just like these two groups.
In fact, horse racing seems to have more regular patterns than other types of lottery, but the organizers are not fools. They must have taken various factors into consideration when choosing horses and jockeys, and tried to be as impartial as possible.
Therefore, the advantages and disadvantages we see are not of much reference value, and luck plays a big role.
It can even be said that an upset would be more beneficial to the organizers.”
James nodded repeatedly, "You're right. Luck plays a big role in horse racing. There are often 'dark horses'. Some people can make millions with just a few dollars, while others are very experienced but can still lose everything no matter how much money they invest.
If winning was that easy, there wouldn't be so many people spending their fortunes on horse racing every year.
However, we all still like the thrill of horse racing. It is so addictive that winning or losing is secondary.
We don’t rely on this to get rich, so who wants to lose if we can win?”
An Zhixia looked up and looked carefully at number 10 and number 26, then looked at the others. Except that the jockey of number 10 was a lady and the color of the horse was slightly different, she couldn't make out anything about the others.
"How about we vote for numbers 10 and 26?" she asked hesitantly.
"Okay," Fang Yuan nodded.
An Zhixia took out the two checks she had just received, each for one million gold.
The purchasing power of money is very strong now, and one million gold coins are more significant than ten million in thirty or forty years. So she was reluctant to part with it.
Fang Yuan smiled and put his arm around her shoulders, leaning down slightly and whispering in her ear: "Money is earned to be spent. Now that we are here, we should follow the crowd. Besides, this million gold is earned by you, so it is just right to spend it.
Another million is also a good deal as a stepping stone for us to enter the upper class of Hua City."
An Zhixia thought about Garrett, the local boss of Hua City, and Leng Ran who was pointed at by so many black holes just now, and handed over the check directly. Without giving herself a chance to regret, she said to the staff: "Miss, please help me buy one million gold each for number 10 and number 26."
James then said, "Miss, I'll also bet on numbers 10 and 20, each, um, let's say 100,000 each. And then numbers 18, 39, and 47, 500,000 each!"
The waitress in the bunny costume smiled and nodded, then took out a piece of paper, wrote a receipt and stamped it.
Selected guests can go to the indoor stands and watch the entire event through high-power binoculars while eating snacks, tasting wine and discussing business.
However, everyone's hearts were on the field, and there was not much talking in the stands.
When the time came, the jockeys and horses were already in their positions at the starting point, and the spectators held their binoculars high as if they were participating in the race themselves.
After the gunshot, the racehorse galloped under the control of the jockey.
It snowed all day today. Although it stopped in the evening, the temperature was just right and not too cold because the racecourse was connected to the hot springs. So the snowflakes melted into water on the ground, making the venue muddy.
Obstacle racing, which is already very dangerous, now makes people sweat for the jockeys.
As the race progressed, the fifty horses gradually widened the gap between them. People were secretly cheering for the groups they had bet on. When they saw that the group they had bet on was temporarily in the lead, some people couldn't help but cheer out in a low voice.
No one laughed at anyone else. It was nothing new to them, and they themselves felt the same way.
The track was winding and complex, like a ball of wool tangled by a cat, but it was large enough for the horses to gallop throughout the entire race. The turns became the key to overtaking, capturing the attention of the guests in the stands.
An Zhixia tightly grasped Fang Yuan's arm, gasping, crying out, or jumping on the spot excitedly from time to time, full of youthful energy, which made him very fascinated.
Fang Yuan used his tall stature to shield her from view and kissed her hard on the cheek.
(End of this chapter)
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