"From a distance, you can see a piece of skin, but up close, you can see four hooves."
After entering the yard, Zhu's father told Zhu Pingan how to choose a horse while tying the black horse. Of course, this is what Zhu's father has heard. The old Zhu family has never bought a horse in such a long time. However, Zhu's father had obviously done his homework, and at least this dark horse seemed to be very strong.
After mother Chen saw the black horse, she went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Today, Father Zhu came back earlier. After tying the black horse, he fed the big black cow feed and water. This made the big black cow very proud, but Mooing vigorously towards the black horse, as if to show off.
The black horse who killed the horse was dismissive of the show off of the big black bull. He swung his pony tail and circled around the pillar, seemingly in good rhythm.
After feeding the big black cow, the blacksmith from the village came to Zhu's house carrying a big box. This was because Zhu's father had made an appointment when he was buying a horse in the town. He made an appointment to come over in the evening to shoe the newly purchased horse.
This dark horse has just reached adulthood and has not yet been shoed. Father Zhu thought that Zhu Ping'an was going to the capital to take the exam, and he might have to climb mountains and ridges on the way. Putting horseshoes on the black horse would make it more adaptable to the terrain.
A horseshoe is a piece of iron in the shape of a horseshoe, which is nailed directly into the horse's shoe. The horseshoe has the cuticle there, which is painless, just like thickened human nails. The function is to prevent the horse from excessive wear and tear on the soles of the horse's feet when walking and running. Because the bottom part of the horse's hoof is the horse's nail, which protects the horse's shoe. In nature, the horse's nails can protect the horse's feet. However, when people use horses, the wear of the horse's nails is often greater than the natural renewal, and horseshoes are ordered. It is to protect the horse's feet so that the horse can walk on flat ground and move freely in various terrains.
"I made this saddle when I had nothing to do, so I thought it was a gift to Ping An Lang." The blacksmith took out a saddle from the box, put it on the back of the black horse, and then demonstrated how to do something Methods of fastening a saddle.
"Thank you, Uncle Sun, but nephew, I can't let you waste your time." Zhu Pingan expressed his gratitude, but still wanted to give him money.
Father Zhu was also a real person and said that he could not let Ironsmith Sun work in vain. You also have to give money.
"If you insist on giving me, I'll shoe the horseshoes." Blacksmith Sun shook his head and refused repeatedly, insisting on not accepting payment as an excuse for not shoeing the horseshoes.
"How can that be done? You have to pay for the materials that should be paid. You have to give them." Father Zhu said helplessly and took a step back.
After Tiejiang Sun declined for a while, he agreed.
Although Dark Horse Killed Matt killed some Matt, and although it looked a little arrogant, it still felt somewhat spiritual. When Ironsmith Sun fixed the saddle on it, the guy just turned his head and looked at it curiously, and did not stagger.
Although this black horse has just grown up, it doesn't seem to be repulsive to people, so it should be easy to ride.
Blacksmith Sun found a pile of horseshoes, nails, hammers, sharply bent knives and other scattered household items from the box. Zhu Pingan looked at the horseshoe curiously. It was horseshoe-shaped, like a small C. There are seven holes on the perimeter, three on the left and four on the right.
Shoeing the black horse is a hard job. Blacksmith Sun bent over and squatted on the ground. With the help of his father, he first used the sharply curved knife to cut the horseshoes that were too long, and then Cut the front edge and inner part of the horse's hoof into an appropriate shape, then trim it with a file.
On the other side, use the charcoal fire of the stove to kill the black horses. Select four horseshoes of different sizes and throw them into the charcoal fire to burn them red.
The black horse who killed the horse stretched his horse's head out of curiosity and looked at all this. The horse's face was full of curiosity.
This guy was born with a big heart. If it had been any other horse, he would have been defeated long ago.
Blacksmith Sun used a hammer to quickly knock the horseshoe into shape on the iron anchor. Then he clamped it with pliers and quickly pressed it on the horseshoe that Zhu's father had moved, leaving a mark. Then he threw the still hot horseshoe into cold water and put it on ice, saying that it could increase the wear resistance of the horseshoe.
After that, the cooled horseshoe is placed on the marked horse's hoof, and the nail is driven in diagonally with a hammer. This nail is specially made to hold horseshoes in place. Blacksmith Sun worked hard for a while, and finally he was done. All four horseshoes were nailed to the horses' hooves.
Shamate Black Horse was curious and repeatedly stretched out its hooves to tap the ground. It seemed to be very comfortable. The four hooves tapped the ground rhythmically, bouncing back and forth around the wooden stakes.
The horse's face was raised high, and the partial hair on its head was fluttering in the wind...
He looked like he was arrogant and funny.
After seeing off Blacksmith Sun, Zhu's father also fed Shamat's black horse some fodder sprinkled with salt water. The black horse ate very happily.
It is said that there is nothing strange about Shamate Dark Horse at all. He seems to be familiar with it. He seems to have adapted to this new home as soon as he walked in. I have to say that this guy has a big heart.
After the big black horse had eaten some fodder, Zhu's father looked after it. Zhu Pingan tried to ride the black horse with stirrups.
Well, it's a little heavy.
Shamate Black Horse turned his head and glanced at the poor creature riding on his back, which could only walk on two hooves, and then lowered his head and continued to eat his own fodder.
After dinner, her mother, Mrs. Chen, spent the night making a saddle cushion out of rabbit fur and coarse cloth, so that Zhu Pingan would not have to sit on the cold saddle again in the cold weather.
After making the cushion, mother Chen tied the cushion to the saddle with a tie and fixed it. She touched it with her hand and found that the plush feeling was warm. Satisfied, she put the saddle aside and let Zhu Pingan sit on it and try it out.
"It's so warm, thank you mom."
Zhu Pingan put the saddle on a stool and sat on it to try it out. It was soft, comfortable and warm, and he couldn't help but thank his mother, Mrs. Chen.
In the following days, in addition to reading, practicing calligraphy, and writing eight-legged essays, Zhu Pingan also had another daily routine, which was to take the black horse to practice riding on the gentle hillside below the school.
Before practicing horse riding, Zhu Ping'an spent every moment he had time to communicate with this arrogant and funny black horse, feeding him feed, water, and stroking his hair.
I have to say this guy has a big heart.
Every time Zhu Pingan turns over and rides on the black horse, the funny black horse always turns its head to look at it, and then drives away. When the black horse spreads its hooves, Zhu Pingan pulls the reins of the horse and is a little uncontrollable at first. Balanced, thanks to the saddle and stirrups, I won't fall off.
Speaking of having such a horse, if you look at it in modern times, you can be considered a car owner. Zhu Ping'an stiffly rode on the black horse and laughed at himself. In modern times, people are envious and jealous of the second generation people who have cars. In ancient times, my wish was fulfilled.
"Giggle...Zhu Ping'an, you are like a stupid toad stuck to the horse's back."
Just as Zhu Ping'an was practicing riding a horse stiffly, he suddenly heard a lark-like sneer coming from behind. (To be continued.)
