After chatting with Emilino for an hour or two, everyone went back to their room to rest.

When he woke up early in the morning, Sushan looked at the watch and found that it was only five o'clock. He wanted to continue sleeping but couldn't sleep anymore. Lingma seemed to dislike the city very much. After running around, he didn't want to run away again. Even if Sushan closed his eyes, it was unwilling to come out again.

If the spirit horse does not come out, Sushan will naturally not be able to enter deep sleep.

Fortunately, after five hours of sleep, Sushan is now energetic enough to kill a cow.

I lay on the bed and played with my phone for a while, and finally waited until dawn. After washing up, Sushan was about to go out for a walk, but he didn't plan to eat something like in China. At this time, the stall vendors in the United States would not set up stalls at all. In the words of Sushan's hometown, these people would not get up without sleeping until the sun was shining in their butts.

It’s better to be outside than staying in a hotel room. Although it’s a bit cold for ordinary people now, it’s still good for Sushan. Since the adventure, Sushan seems to have a much higher endurance than ordinary people, whether it’s cold or heat resistance.

It was 7:30 and it was already dawning. Sushan then left the hotel and tightened his windbreaker and walked east along the road, all thinking it was a walk.

After walking for about a mile, Sushan suddenly found a small store on the side of the road.

The store is not big, only a few square meters, and it is almost a pancake stall when placed in China.

You may not understand the surprise in Sushan's heart at this moment. It was like when you were walking at night, you suddenly noticed a car coming from behind, and the car was kind enough to use the headlight to illuminate you.

Sushan's mind was at this moment: Has the working people of the United States returned to the state of hard work decades ago?

Before this idea could be revealed, Sushan was woken up by a stick and found that the working American people were still sleeping in Guesthouse, while the stall owner in front of him was a Chinese.

And at a glance, I knew it was a Chinese who had just arrived in the United States. The Chinese flavor was very strong and it felt a bit out of place with the temperament of people in the United States.

Don’t ask Sushan how to know. If you have been in the United States for a long time, it will be easy to tell which Chinese people are on the streets and which Asians are other Asians. As for the old immigrants, it is better to identify old immigrants? East Asian faces and American flavor are the characteristics of these old immigrants’ mental outlook.

The stall is an uncle in his forties? Although he is a small stall, the uncle takes care of himself very clean. From the appearance, this uncle's career in China may be pretty good? His skin has not been exposed to the wind and sun. He doesn't have many calluses on his hands. You can tell at a glance that he doesn't often do physical work.

“What’s there to eat?”

Sushan came over? He said he said it was Chinese.

When the vendor heard the Chinese, his eyes lit up and immediately replied to Sushan.

But Sushan was stunned again? Because this hawker uncle in his forties spoke Mandarin in dialect? Sushan didn't understand such a long sentence.

This is the first time Sushan has encountered such a situation. Now there are people who are not good at speaking Mandarin, which makes Sushan feel a bit unimaginable.

But now this person stands in front of him? Sushan can only accept it.

"Uncle? Speak slowly, I don't understand what you said. Do you speak Mandarin?"

“I’m speaking Mandarin”

The vendor was also anxious. He could understand the Mandarin spoken by Sushan, and he also felt that he was speaking Mandarin? It was still very standard Mandarin.

Unfortunately, his Mandarin is probably not something that many places in the country can understand except for the people from their hometown.

Is Sushan smarter? He just typed and entered the question on his phone directly with his phone. Then he stood in front of the vendor uncle.

The vendor immediately understood when he saw it, and nodded constantly after saying oh. Then he took out his cell phone from his pocket and started typing and letting Sushan see.

Two Chinese people are on the streets of a foreign country? They can't speak Chinese? They communicate completely by typing. For a moment, they didn't know how to say what they were feeling at the moment.

"I don't want hot dogs. Do you have any Chinese food? The best soy milk fried dough sticks"

"I only sell hot dogs here, and no one eats the pancakes and fried dough sticks they sell. But you believe me, my hot dog is very good. Many foreigners here come to buy them at me at two street corners. I will change the taste for you, and you can eat them as a cake and grilled sausage..."

The hawker uncle is very confident about his hot dog, but this cannot be fooled by Sushan, because the more Americans like it, the smaller Sushan will be in the hope of delicious food.

I turned around and looked around and there was nothing to eat. These guys would not open the door until ten o'clock. When it was ten o'clock, Sushan thought that they could have lunch. Is there any need to eat this breakfast?

"Come on one!"

Sushan was also helpless at this moment.

The hawker uncle acted very quickly and handed over a hot dog to Sushan in less than a minute.

After taking the hot dog and taking a bite, Sushan found that the dog's hot dog was not as unpalatable as he thought. The inside was actually spicy sauce, and it was a Chinese-style hot sauce, which was completely different from the sour and sweet sauce in the United States. This spicy taste is spicy, and it is also the Sichuan-style spicy.

Now Su Si’s feeling of eating hot dogs is really like what the uncle said. He ate a noodle cake + sausage and spicy sauce in China.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Sushan gave the uncle a thumbs up.

The uncle was smiling, but there was nothing wrong anyway, so he started typing and communicating with Sushan again.

Su Shan then realized that the hawker could not eat this taste, but for the sake of life, he had no choice but to earn more, so he had to work more jobs.

When Su Shan heard the uncle introduce his livelihood, he realized that he and this uncle were considered to be in the same industry. The hawker sells hot dogs as a side job, and his main business is to run a horse farm. There is a small horse farm of more than 100 acres nearby, which just opened last year.

"It's a coincidence that I also use a horse farm, but not here, but in Kentucky..."

Who knew that the hawker uncle smiled and replied, "I know, aren't you that Clint Su?"

"Do you still know me?" Su Shan asked in surprise.

"You are afraid you don't read Chinese magazines very much. I have ordered Chinese Magazine magazines every issue. Some time ago, there was a whole page introducing you and your horse. Let's put it this way, you are now the idols of Chinese who raise horses in the United States..."

"It's too much, it's too much!"

Sushan's old face turned red.

"If you have time, go to my horse farm and give me some advice." The uncle saw that Sushan was quite easy to talk to, so he climbed up the pole.

Sushan thought that he had nothing to do in the morning, so he replied: "Yes, but it can't be too long, because I still have to catch the afternoon plane."

The hawker uncle immediately smiled when he heard this: "Then let's set off now, and I'll take you to the airport when I come back."

Su Shan waved his hand and signaled that there was no need to do it because his car was rented, so he drove to the airport to hand over. Renting a car in the United States is very simple, and there is no need to go to a specific place to return the car.

The vendor cleaned up the stall, closed the door and hung the CLOSE sign, and drove Sushan back to the hotel in a car.

When they arrived at the hotel, Sushan found that Fatty Jia had also gotten up, so the two of them cleaned up, checked out, drove the car, followed the Xiaobai uncle to his horse farm to take a look.

The hawker's horse farm is not far outside Idaho Falls, and it looks like driving for about thirty minutes.

When we chatted on the way, Sushan then learned that the hawker uncle was surnamed Li, who came from Guangze area in China. His dialect is said to be one of the most difficult dialects in China.

What surprised Su Shan was that Fatty Jia actually understood Uncle Li's words, and not only could he understand, but he could also say a few words.

Even though they were surprised, it was much more convenient for the three of them to communicate with each other, at least they didn’t have to type.

When we arrived at the entrance of Uncle Li’s ranch, Sushan and Fatty Jia were both a little delicious.

What I was curious about was not Uncle Li’s horse farm, but the fact that there were many cars parked at the entrance of a horse farm next to me.

Seeing Sushan and both of them were very curious, Uncle Li introduced: "There are filming in the ranch today, and many horse owners come here. This is my small goal within three years!"

Then Su Shan understood and decided to follow Uncle Li to see his horse first, and then join in the fun here.

When I arrived at Uncle Li’s stable, Sushan found that this was a standard family horse farm. The people who took care of the horse were Uncle Li’s wife, parents, and their eldest daughter.

There are not many horses in the stable. There are about ten horses, not speed racing horses, but dressage horses, mainly divided into two breeds, Hoshidan and Hannover.

Judging from Sushan's observation, the horse's level is average. Although Sushan does not understand the requirements of these dressage horses, Uncle Li's column of sixty or seventy basic attributes cannot match the first-class level no matter how he looks at it.

Uncle Li seemed to understand and say it bluntly.

"My horse is average. I want to buy better horses, but my financial conditions cannot keep up. I can only buy some horses with slightly worse bloodlines. I wait until I make money before slowly renewing my bloodlines and changing it to a better horse." Uncle Li said helplessly.

After hearing this, Su Shan shook his head in his heart, because Uncle Li’s idea simply didn’t work. You have to have a good horse to play with. If you don’t have a good horse, how could you have money to update the bloodline and quality of the horses in the stable if you can’t afford it?

However, Sushan saw that he was very serious and it was not easy to break his dreams. If you say something indifferent at this time, it would be annoying. Therefore, Sushan used the excuse that he didn't understand these dressage horses very much, and then praised a few words that I think are good.

Uncle Li didn't care either. He also knew that Sushan was polite to him, and he also understood the level of his horse. At most, it was the middle level, so it was difficult to get into the eyes of these masters (Sushan had become a master in the eyes of some people).

After seeing Uncle Li’s horses, Sushan asked about the situation of the horse farm next to him.

After asking this question, I found out that he was an old acquaintance, just the father and son who sold it to Sushan [Excellent Life]!
Chapter completed!