Chapter 5 Fifty Dollars Quatema.

Only for sale, one hundred US dollars, it can be said to be half sold and half given away completely, but only to purchase a dying Quatt horse. Even for one hundred US dollars, not many people are willing to buy. "It's really a pity," Wilkie regretfully shrugged his shoulders at Li Han.

Hei Bam is a breed of pig, and usually spends his time either sleeping or mating.

Returning to the small town, Wei Li had already spread the news about Li Han buying a sick horse. Many people couldn't believe it. Li Han was a cautious person, how could he do such a foolish thing? But when they really saw Li Han leading a sick horse back, everyone shook their heads. This Chinese man was crazy. Even many acquaintances who raised livestock at home avoided Li Han from afar, afraid of infecting their own animals with the disease. Li Han had already asked the previous owner of Carter, and it seemed that the disease was not contagious. However, Li Han still did a check, which cost him thirty dollars in total.

No problem, perhaps there will be a miracle. Li Han was somewhat moved. It was really cheap. Perhaps the owner of the horse didn't intend to sell it at all. He just didn't want to see his beloved horse die in front of him. Sir, $50, I'll buy it. Li Han found the owner of the horse and said, willing to give it a try for $50. Perhaps there really is a miracle. Even if he loses, a piece of horsehide would be enough to make up for some of his losses. Sir, $50, I'll buy it. Li Han found the owner of the horse and said, willing to give it a try for $50. Perhaps there really is a miracle. Even if he loses, a piece of horsehide would be enough to make up for some of his losses.

However, Li Han's barbecue skills are most famous in the Comet Star Town. Every time Li Han throws a party, barbecue is an indispensable item. Wei Li and Xiao Miqi, loyal fans of Li Han, talked about barbecue parties. The car approached the livestock market and parked the pickup truck. Li Han and Wei Li walked into the market, where there were mostly cattle and sheep, and not many horses. After all, it was not a very large market. Most of the surrounding area raised cattle and sheep. In the past two years, it seems that Americans have realized that eating red meat is not very good for their health. Many people choose to eat red meat once a week, and more and more people are gradually starting to choose white meat. Li Han and Wei Li walked into the market, where there were mostly cattle and sheep, and not many horses. After all, it was not a very large market. Most of the surrounding area raised cattle and sheep. In the past two years, it seems that Americans have realized that eating red meat is not very good for their health. Many people choose to eat red meat once a week, and more and more people are gradually starting to choose white meat.

Until the next day, Li Han was awakened by the telephone ringing, rubbing his sleepy eyes and glanced at the number, picking up the receiver. "Wei Li, so early, is there something wrong?" "Early? Han, it's already noon now. It's rare for you to sleep until now. Han, have you been infected by Black Bambam?"

Stop bleeding, disinfect, apply adhesive tape, rest for a while until Li Han recovers. The piercing pain caused Li Han to feel a little dizzy. After resting for a while, he got up, poured a glass of milk, and sat down again. Talking to himself, he said, "Am I too tired recently? It's just a small cut, but such a big reaction. It seems that I need to exercise more in the future."

Li Han had to change the topic, chatting about Sunday's football game and barbecue party. The barbecue diverted Wei Li's attention. A faint smile appeared at the corner of Li Han's mouth. Most American people don't like the dishes in Chinese cuisine, especially those that are salty and spicy. It's because of different eating habits. Americans generally prefer mild flavors, using only half the amount of salt as in Chinese cuisine, or even none at all. They don't use MSG and prefer animal oil. They also dislike the smell of cooking oil and don't cook with high heat like in Chinese cuisine. Many times, they prefer raw food and have no interest in soy products. A faint smile appeared at the corner of Li Han's mouth. Most American people don't like the dishes in Chinese cuisine, especially those that are salty and spicy. It's because of different eating habits. Americans generally prefer mild flavors, using only half the amount of salt as in Chinese cuisine, or even none at all. They don't use MSG and prefer animal oil. They also dislike the smell of cooking oil and don't cook with high heat like in Chinese cuisine. Many times, they prefer raw food and have no interest in soy products.

"God, Han, this is a sick horse." Unprompted by the reminder, "Fifty dollars, buying a dead horse, even if it's cheaper, it's still a loss." "Fifty dollars? Alright." The middle-aged white man glanced at the chestnut horse in the stable and nodded slightly.

Power looked astonished, shouted loudly, couldn't believe it. Li Han was a little stunned. When did the value of Quattro become so cheap? The bloodline of this Quattro in front of him is quite good, even Li Han, who doesn't know much about horses, can see it at a glance. It's just that the coat color is a bit dull, and the spirit seems to be not very good. Li Han's eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Sick horse, no one wants to buy it for fear of infecting other livestock with this strange gastrointestinal disease, but Li Han doesn't care. When he went back, he drove a pickup truck while leading a chestnut-colored Quater horse named only by its breed. Li Han felt that there was no need to give it a name now, maybe he would name it if there was a miracle in the future.

Get on the car, the market may have what I need. Li Han planned to go to the trading market, which is only half an hour away from the town. As soon as Wei Li got on the car, Harley kept complaining without stopping. Chris really didn't know what he did to provoke Wei Li.

Li Han paid fifty US dollars and led the horse out of the market, and Wei Li was somewhat puzzled. "Han, do you have a way to cure this horse?" "Oh, no, fifty US dollars, maybe let's gamble." Li Han said with a smile, "Fifty US dollars."

Li Han returned to the town in the afternoon and made an appointment with Weili to visit another farm. "Han, damn it, Chris actually bought the little foal from Uncle Marbury's house yesterday. That's the most beautiful little guy in Comet Star." "Weili, Uncle Marbury raises the best Quarte horses, but I don't have that much money."

At noon? Li Han looked up at the clock. It was almost twelve o'clock. Could it be that he had slept for sixteen hours? Impossible. Li Han felt a little dizzy. Did he drink a whole barrel of beer yesterday? "Will, I'm sorry I couldn't take Harley today," Li Han remembered that Harley had to go to Seattle early this morning. He felt a little embarrassed to say that, but somehow he felt lucky not to see Harley and Chris having a good time together.

"What's wrong? How did the meteorite fragments change color?" The originally coal-black fragments now glowed with fluorescence. Li Han rubbed his eyes vigorously, feeling a little incredulous after drinking too much. "It must be because I was stimulated by Chris today and my eyes are playing tricks on me."

God bless, Power, come back, I invite you to drink. Li Han didn't expect to receive news so quickly. Yesterday evening, Li Han mentioned that he wanted to buy a young foal, and today he received a letter. After hanging up the phone, Li Han washed his face, tidied up, and didn't want to waste any time. He drove his pickup truck towards the Little Flower Hat Farm. On the way, he bought a hamburger and a cup of coffee to have for lunch. Unfortunately, he was still a step too late when he arrived at the Little Flower Hat Farm, and the young foal had already been sold. Li Han hung up the phone, washed his face, tidied up, and didn't want to waste any time. He drove his pickup truck towards the Little Flower Hat Farm. On the way, he bought a hamburger and a cup of coffee to have for lunch. Unfortunately, he was still a step too late when he arrived at the Little Flower Hat Farm, and the young foal had already been sold.

"Power, let's go take a look." Li Han saw several white men talking around the front stable, occasionally pointing at the chestnut horse inside. Power nodded and walked over with Li Han. "Oh, my God, Han, my eyes are dazzled, a chestnut worth 100 dollars." wwwhetushucom .com