Taking off his helmet, Tanaka scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"So I'd like to ask Mr. Kitano if this really happened."

Enhance the physical strength of racehorses——

Kitano's expression turned a little strange.

Could it be that some illegal drugs were added?

"As far as I know, there is no food that can directly affect physical strength."

He replied.

Suddenly, something came to mind.

"but--"

"If the goal is to increase the blood's oxygen-carrying capacity, you could try a combination of oatmeal, flaxseed, and fish oil."

Tanaka looked a little confused.

"What's bloody?"

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Chapter 76 People of Dajing

After dialing the number, I heard a "hiss" sound.

Then I pressed the start button.

The fax machine made a sound like Morse code as it flipped through the papers.

While waiting for the transmission, I took out my phone out of boredom.

It's something that can be solved with just an email, but we're still continuing the inefficient practices of the last century.

It is inevitable that one will feel dissatisfied with such old-fashioned ideas.

Although he is considered old, Huangshan still considers himself to be one of the trendiest people.

Also, faxing is too slow.

If one day fax becomes more convenient than email, people may switch back to the fax side.

However, at least for now, I am still a supporter of the email faction.

After browsing several social media messages, the transfer was finally completed.

He picked up the scattered documents on the desk and put them back into the file bag.

The record was a request for special horseshoes for the new stablemate, Meshiro Sakuya.

As for the target, it is naturally the special zone racing group also known as TCK (Tokyo City Racing).

Huangshan has been busy these days dealing with matters related to moving into the stable.

A considerable amount of effort is devoted to assessing the racehorses' abilities and renovating the stables.

In addition, the stable changes at the end of the year also take time to process.

Despite intentional control, the number of racehorses managed by Huangshan Stable remained at a slightly excessive number of forty-six.

"Next year, forty-five will be enough."

Having decided to control the number of racehorses in the stable, Huangshan closed the front cover of the fax machine.

Then, lightly tap your feet.

The chair with universal wheels immediately slid towards another table on the side.

The training assistants and stable boys walking around all had expressions of being used to it.

Open the folder created not long ago on the computer and move the mouse to the video file of "25全日本2年".

Double-click to open the video.

Although this is not the first time I have watched it, I am still mesmerized by the domineering final kick.

But now, business is more important.

Drag the progress bar back to a certain position and select slow motion.

Play it backwards again.

The beautiful muscle lines draw a smooth trajectory on the track.

I hit the spacebar and the image on the screen suddenly paused.

Return to the desktop and create a new document.

I received advice from the previous trainer, Tanaka, that "Sakuya would perform better in fast-paced races."

Judging from the actual performance, it is true that the JBC 2-year-old Youjun achieved good results with a relatively fast pace.

But after analyzing the video of the game, Huangshan had a different opinion.

At a faster pace, Mejiro Sakuya, who ran behind, was able to maintain a certain advantage over the leading group in the second half of the race by relying on the energy she had saved in the first half.

However, this cannot be said to be the most suitable rhythm for it.

Even among all the racehorses that Arakawa has trained over the years, Mejiro Sakuya's explosive power is rare in his life.

In the Japanese clay court race that focuses on explosive growth in the latter part of the race, such a strong last leg may play a greater role at a slower pace.

Thinking of this, he typed a few lines in the document.

Then, he found the blood lactate test report obtained from the owner of the North Mustang.

The VOmax (maximum oxygen uptake) is only slightly above average.

In fact, it is not suitable for the traditional fast-paced running method of suppressing the rhythm throughout the race through high stride frequency, thereby dragging down the opponent.

Moreover, Mejiro Sakuya's initial situation did not support such a development.

"He was already one step slower than the other horses from the moment he left the gate."

After pressing the Enter key, Arakawa fell into a brief period of thought.

There is almost no possibility of improving Mejiro Sakuya's slow brake through training.

It was a miracle that he could run in such a posture considering his limp.

Judging from the horse's body configuration, it seems that it may be at a disadvantage in a high-intensity fast-paced race.

However, it is not easy to conclude that a slow pace or a steady pace is more suitable.

Although the training records sent by Monbetsu showed that Mejiro Sakuya was the type with a larger stride.

"The rest will have to wait until training to look at it again."

There is something mysterious about the temperament of racehorses.

It’s hard to get a clear feeling unless you ride on a horse yourself.

In addition, there are many other places that need to be confirmed with the naked eye.

With a click, Huangshan jumped up from his chair.

"Have a meal--"

He held a finger high up and spoke in a deliberately drawn-out tone.

"Today's is Tonkichi's pork belly set meal!"

The originally silent atmosphere in the lounge was broken.

"Please spare me, Master Huangshan. This pork belly has already reached the third day!"

"I thought it would be a teahouse. I really want to try their limited edition food box—"

"After all, this is something you only get on a big reward day."

"Then why not try to get a few more big rewards?"

Walking in the aisle, the stable boys surrounded Huangshan in an exaggerated tone, but soon they started quarreling among themselves.

"Alright, alright! Go and get whatever you want to eat within your budget."

When he reached the stable door, he raised his hands in concession as usual.

"Long live Master Huangshan!"

After a round of cheers, the stable boys and training assistants quickly disappeared.

This is the scene that happens almost every day in the Huangshan Stable.

All that came out of the big well were strange creatures—

This is the general view of the central government on riders and trainers from Oi.

However, there is no intention to change this.

Even if the warriors were hungry, they would use long toothpicks to pretend to be full.

and--

The guys in the city looked down upon were those from Oi, so what did they have to do with him, a horse trainer who ran a stable in Chiba?

Huangshan took a step forward with a happy look on his face.

At this time, the phone rang with a notification tone indicating that a text message had been received.

The horse carriage coming from Kawasaki will arrive at the stables in ten minutes.

"Kyozaburo, bring me one!"

He shouted to the training assistant in front.

"Remember not to put ginger—"

He added with some concern, then shook his head and went back to the stables.

The trainer must not be absent when the horse is entering the stable.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of someone approaching stealthily.

"Long time no see, Master Huangshan."

After being discovered, the guy showed a flattering smile on his face.

Huangshan pursed his lips slightly, and his originally happy mood suddenly became a little subtle.

Majima Daisuke, a new trainer who also works at Kobayashi Ranch, has been visiting the stables enthusiastically in recent days.

As for the reason, he knew a little bit about it.

This guy is an avid fan of "Mejiro".

Chapter 77 Entering the Stable and Ambition

"Ah, here it comes!"

Pointing in the direction of the loading dock, Majima shouted.

His face was even more excited than the genuine horse trainer next to him.

After a slightly noisy engine sound, the carriage slowly emerged from the blind spot blocked by trees.

Because the carriage was too large, it circled in the direction of Sakura-no-Ki instead of driving along the one-way forest road.

So there was a slight delay.

However, the guy next to him looked completely in high spirits.

While reversing, several stable boys who stayed behind also came out.

"Is it Mejiro Sakuya?"

A stable boy cast a curious glance in the direction of the carriage.

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