Running back and forth in the horse pen, Brandy staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Mr. Munny!" Bill Carson shouted worriedly, "Leave it to us, your personal safety is important!"

"It's okay, it's okay," Brandy stabilized her body and subconsciously touched the wound on her front and back. It didn't break open, so it wasn't a big problem. She immediately said, "Don't come over here, I can solve it."

But that being said, Brandi really has no idea how to solve it, because the only thing he can think of at this moment is brute force taming, which is the most commonly used method because his personal physical condition cannot use it.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he immediately repositioned himself in the approaching posture and shouted in his long-lost native language: "Hey! Stop! Good horse! Stop!"

Miraculously, the horse seemed to really understand Brandi's words. It gradually slowed down and finally stopped in place. It looked at the blond and blue-eyed human in front of it with a slight hesitation, as if wondering why the person in front of it could do so.

Speak a language he seems to understand.

"It really worked!" Brandi was a little happy, because he actually had no choice but to think of the idea of ​​calling horses in Chinese. Unexpectedly, it actually worked.

"It seems that the British horse farm must have employed a lot of Chinese, otherwise how could this horse have such a big reaction to Chinese." Brandi thought like this, but did not dare to be careless, and continued to comfort him in Chinese.

Approach slowly as before.

Fortunately, this originally unruly Turkmen stallion seemed to gradually calm down under Brandy's comfort. Even if the rope was put around its neck, it just shook its head unaccustomedly, and there was nothing more.

The struggle.

Brandi fed the horse two pieces of candy while gently stroking the horse's neck. The horse also cooperated very well. After chewing two pieces of candy, it obediently followed Brandi's lead to the horse pen.

Next to it, the groom who had already prepared the bridle immediately stepped forward and began to equip the horse with various harnesses.

Brandy walked out of the horse pen and threw the noose into Bill Carson's arms. Bill Carson immediately came up and complimented: "Mr. Munny, I didn't expect you to have such a deep knowledge in taming horses."

Achievements, uh, let me take the liberty to ask, what does the curse you just said to that horse mean?"

"Well, don't ask any more questions," Brandy returned to the stable door and said, "Now, how about we continue talking about business?"

Bill Carson immediately stopped talking with a clear look on his face, showed a smile that was so flattering that it made people feel disgusted, and said: "Of course, sir, of course, do you have anything else to ask of us?"

"I can't talk about the requirements, but there are some problems." Brandi scratched his chin casually with his hand, where some stubble had already grown, "I remember when I ordered horses here, what did you say? At most one

In just one month, the horse’s problem can be solved, what about now? Counting the time, it’s almost two months, right? Summer has been here for a long time, isn’t it?”

"Oh, Mr. Munny, this is indeed our problem, but the reason for this situation is also obvious," Bill Carson explained with a grimace, "not to mention that I spent a lot of time traveling to various places to look for sellers.

For a long time, just talking about transportation issues, due to the battle to defend the town some time ago, the train that was supposed to arrive a month ago was delayed for a long time. Not to mention this, even my small stable was hit by artillery shells.

It was hit, and just repairing it cost me a lot of time and money. This situation is not something we deliberately do, and there is nothing we can do about it."

"I understand, I understand, I can understand your difficulties," Brandy calmly comforted Bill Carson while using her words, "But please think about it, Mr. Carson

, please think carefully, am I suffering a greater personal loss than you? Because of that battle, I was unable to own this excellent horse in time, or because of that battle, I was shot with a sniper rifle.

Gun, he almost died in that unattended barn, and his injuries have not healed yet. He just trained the horse, and the wounds that were stitched three days ago almost collapsed. Think about it, all you have lost is

It’s just money and a month’s time and energy. Money can be earned at any time. As for a month’s time and energy, how many months are there in a person’s life? This month is nothing compared to that. I’m almost there.

You have lost your life. Life is so precious. If you lose it, you can never get it back. Now think about it, which one should lose more, yours or mine?"

"This...of course it should be yours...oh no...this...this..." Although Bill Carson is also a veteran businessman who has been doing business for many years, but faced with such persuasive words,

Brandy was inadvertently led into his logic. Although he instinctively felt that there was something wrong with it, no matter how he thought about it now, he felt that what the other party said made sense.

"Yes, my loss is greater," Brandi immediately concluded the matter, and then continued, "Then what do you think you should do to compensate for my loss?"

Bill Carson simply gave up the struggle. Rather than being led around like this, it would be better to show off his cards directly and see what the other party wanted. He directly acted like he was willing to take whatever he wanted and said: "Let's do it, Mang."

Mr. Ni, how about we compensate you how you want us to compensate you?"

"Okay," Brandi happily patted Bill Carson on the shoulder and said, "In that case, you can equip my horse with the best horse equipment for free and give me a set of horses for free.

Maintenance tools shouldn’t be a big deal, right?”

"This... this..." Bill Carson's eyes widened immediately. You must know that a good pair of harness can definitely be worth the price of a good horse. Brandy's request is equivalent to

Let him buy one and get one free.

Brandy immediately made a sincere face and wanted to continue to reiterate the losses he had suffered. Bill Carson immediately made a decision and said: "No problem, we agree to your request. All configurations will be of the highest quality."

Come."

"That's the best," Brandi, who had saved some money, smiled and said, "I'll be leaving here in about two or three weeks, so you'd better arrange everything before then.

,Understand?"

Bill Carson's flattering smile was mixed with a lot of bitterness and said: "No problem, Mr. Munny."

He walked into the stable, took out a document, and said: "Now that everything has been agreed upon, please sign this document. This will make it easier for us to get the best insurance for your horse, no matter what you do in the future."

No matter what problem your horse encounters, as long as you buy this insurance and you can transport the horse to us, we guarantee that all treatment and care will be free."

"The service is quite attentive," Brandy nodded, and while signing, she asked, "So, do you think the cost of this insurance can be...?"

Bill Carson's facial muscles immediately stiffened and he said, "Well...Mr. Munny, we are only responsible for the agency business. We really don't care about the insurance premium."

Brandy glanced at Bill Carson's bitter face, smiled, handed him the signed document, and said, "Then I won't make it difficult for you. I'll leave all the rest to you."

It’s your turn.”

"Hey, okay, no problem," Bill Carson took the document and couldn't help but sigh, "Well, if you want to be able to do business, it has to be you, Mr. Munny."

Brandi smiled slightly and said nothing.

At this time, the handsome Turkmen horse was led into the stable by the groom and locked in his own stall.

"Now, you can give your horse a name that suits you." Bill Carson said, looking at the most beautiful horse he had ever seen in his life.

Brandy stepped forward and gently stroked the horse's head a few times. The horse took the initiative to rub his palm and gently licked his hand with its rough tongue.

"How about I call you Jueying?" Brandy leaned close to the horse's face and said softly.
Chapter completed!