In life, there are easy things and difficult things. The first thing a person must understand is the extent of their own abilities.
If soone is well-prepared, has enough ability, and understands what they’re doing, then the difficulty isn’t that great.
Yan Fei’s plan to acquire the ranch was completed in just a week, acquiring three small ranches, including Old Connor’s.
The other two were not well-managed, regardless of the reason. It didn’t matter. In short, after Yan Fei offered a price slightly above market value and promised a few ’glitzy’ compensations, the two small ranches obediently beca part of the Morning Glory Ranch.
Regrettably, only one of these ranches was sowhat close to Yan Fei’s, but just a bit closer, not directly adjacent.
However, his plans had to pause because the Cattle Racing Tournant in Maple Leaf Town was about to begin.
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Maple Leaf Town is a small town not far from Northern River Town. This "not far" distance is about a hundred kiloters or so.
The event at the Cattle Racing Tournant spreads its influence over an unspecified range around the area. Basically, anyone registered can co. Even if you’re a bit far away, it doesn’t matter; all the ranches are welco to participate.
After all, the prizes aren’t that great, the main thing is entertainnt.
Moreover, the form of the Cattle Racing Tournant is quite traditional, including so seemingly rough sports—like horse taming and bull taming. The chosen horses are wild, and the bulls are the most hot-tempered ones.
Bull-related events include chasing bulls and having to knock them down to complete the challenge, as well as competing on unbroken bull riding to see who can stay on the longest and bull racing events.
With horses, it’s so equestrian performances, both with saddles and without, including events where cowboys rope calves while riding horses.
To many ’civilized people’, these competitions seem to be filled with a sense of savagery. But for traditional ranches, it’s the thrilling and exciting entertainnt they seek.
Yan Fei brought most of the people from the ranch, along with two horses and two bulls, to compete.
One horse was for racing, and the other for horseback performance. Only one bull was needed; the other was a backup. Aside from his own participation, the competitors were the cowboys from the original ranch.
Heizi and others were eager to try, but unfortunately, Yan Fei rejected them—the ti was too short, and they couldn’t possibly compete with the original ranch cowboys.
The gap must be acknowledged. It’s just entertainnt; there’s no need to go all out.
"Yan, what do you think?" asked Old Haiden, smiling at Yan Fei. He was also one of the judges. It hadn’t started yet, and once it did, he wouldn’t be able to keep Yan Fei company.
"No problem," Yan Fei replied with a smile. "My people are all ready and rearing to go. Maybe we can take a few trophies ho today!"
"That’s good!" Old Haiden had confidence in Yan Fei when he saw those two bulls. In his view, Yan Fei’s bulls were really nice, and if they participate in the bull-riding race, perhaps they’ll have a chance.
However, the horses were a bit of a question mark. Even though these events are just for entertainnt, you can’t bring draught horses, can you? At least in races, it probably won’t work!
You can’t bla Old Haiden for not being optimistic about Yan Fei. Boss Yan’s horses were a bit too sturdy. When he bought them, their physique was already stockier than those of others’ racehorses, and after a month of his care, those horses now looked more like big carriage horses.
Xu Xiaoyan wasn’t interested in the prizes; she just wanted to enjoy the bustle.
As for the cowboys, they looked at Yan Fei from ti to ti, feeling a bit unsure. They weren’t afraid of not winning any prizes; they were pretty confident in their skills, and it didn’t matter if they didn’t win anything. The point was to give it their best.
The key concern was they were worried about Yan Fei taking part. Although Yan Fei had followed them to understand the events and tried a few tis on the ranch, this kind of thing is inherently risky. The more Yan Fei tried, the less they wanted him to participate—they didn’t want anything to happen to their young and approachable boss who always paid salaries on ti and occasionally rewarded them.
"Old Hatton!" Yan Fei suddenly stood up and shouted in the distance. "Over here!"
In the distance, a guy with a cigarette in his mouth, hands on hips, and a nose glowing in the sun was none other than that drunken old fellow from the last ti.
"Hey there, Yan!" Old Hatton walked over with a big grin. He probably hadn’t started drinking yet, as his deanor hadn’t changed. "You’re here to participate too?"
"Give it a shot!" Yan Fei laughed. "Didn’t you want to compete with last ti? How about a horse race? I bet a hundred bucks."
"..." Old Hatton scratched his head. "You’ve rembered what I said when drunk! Alright then, a bet it is. Who are you having compete? Little Ethan or Little Laine?"
Ethan is the youngest among the ranch cowboys, but Laine is the smallest in stature. It’s said he’s the one who’s competed in the past.
"Laine will participate in the horse race." Yan Fei pointed to himself. "How many events do you want to compete in? I’m thinking of participating in the horse taming event myself. What do you think?"
"It’s up to you!" Old Hatton laughed heartily. "We can bet on as many as you want, but I have to say beforehand, don’t bla for deceiving you when the competition is over. Your ranch is still a little too new!"
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