Woodworking tools were also easy to find. Kevin's grocery store had a complete set of such tools.
Hans bought a set. It was all hand tools and had nothing to do with electricity, which was also what the Amish needed.
"We still need a pony. Let's go to a ranch. They must have one."
Although the Texas cowboy was the most famous in the world, people in the United States believed that the cowboy culture originated in Arizona, with Tucson being the origin.
As a city in Arizona, Flagstaff had a well-developed cowboy culture, and there were many ranches in the area.
Hans called a friend, and a few minutes later, a big red Ford pickup truck drove over.
The truck came to a screeching halt, and a bearded head popped out from the driver's seat. "Hey, Big Fox, you bastard. You finally contacted me?"
Li Du was shocked by the sudden stop. The truck was rushing toward him, and he was ready to use his ability to slow down time to avoid it!
Hans went up and hugged his head, laughing. "Haha, Nicholas, you're still the same as always. Hurry up and shave off your beard. You're a thirty-year-old, but you're acting like a fifty-year-old!"
The bearded man chuckled. "This is called being mature. Pretty girls these days like mature men. I have to keep this beard."
The two got into the truck. Nicholas Jones and Hans joked along the way, and the pickup was swaying. By the time they arrived at the ranch, Li Du was covered in cold sweat.
On the way, he understood from their conversation that Hans and Jones were classmates in elementary school and high school. Two years ago, when he went to Phoenix and Los Angeles, they had less contact. In fact, they were best friends.
"I need a pony this time …"
"That's easy. Quarter, Mongolian, Arabian, or Hanoverian. Which one do you want?"
"Quarter, I want to use it for farming," Hans said. "As for Arabian and Hanoverian horses, do you have any at your ranch? I haven't seen you in two years, and you're already involved in high-end horse racing? "
Jones chuckled. "I don't have any, but I know someone who does. You want a Quarter? I have plenty of them at home. "
The Quarter Horse is an American breed. It is claimed to be the most popular horse in the world. It can be used for all kinds of work: farming, pulling plows, driving cattle, riding, and so on. It can be found on almost all American ranches.
As the pickup truck drove into the pasture, Li Du saw a fence with cows and sheep inside. There was a herd of horses running on the most spacious meadow.
Jones got out of the car and whistled.
A loud and clear whistle fell, and a tall, fiery-red horse galloped towards them. Its long mane danced in the wind, and its four hooves shook, rumbling on the ground.
Jones waved his hand and the horse galloped up to him.
Hans looked at the horse and said, "This is, Mrs. Jones?"
Jones said with a big smile, "Yes, Mrs. Jones. What do you think? Have you changed a lot?"
Hans exclaimed, "My God, she's growing so fast. The last time I saw her, she was just weaned, wasn't she?"
"But it's been a few years," Jones laughed.
He hugged the big red horse and kissed it on the face. The big red horse licked his face with its tongue. Jones squinted his eyes, enjoying the kiss. It was obvious that the man and the horse were deeply in love.
Of course, this could also be seen from the name. To call one's own horse 'Mrs. Jones' was more than just an ordinary love.
Jones asked Li Du, "Buddy, how's your riding?"
Li Du smiled awkwardly. "Do you mean the horse rides me, or I ride the horse?"
Jones laughed. "Looks like I'm going to be the teacher today. Come on, buddy, let me take you to gallop."
This time, it was really galloping. They went to the stable, where there were many well-groomed horses. Although they were not as strong as Mrs. Jones, they were still good horses.
Entering the stable, Hans walked around, looking carefully with his hands behind his back.
Jones said, "Buddy, this is not a night club to pick a woman. Hurry up, pick any one. It's a good horse."
As he spoke, he pulled out a black horse with white hooves and handed it to Li Du. "This is Austin. He will be your partner today."
Li Du led the horse out. He liked the horse very much.
He remembered reading martial arts novels in high school. The main characters usually rode horses like this, with cool names like 'Black Hooves Treading on Snow,' 'Flying on the Snow,' 'Walking on the Clouds,' and so on.
Austin was very well-behaved. Although Li Du was a stranger, he followed him obediently. When Li Du stopped, he stopped as well.
Hans chose a brown horse. When they came out, he got on the horse and skillfully kicked the horse's belly with his heels. He shook the reins and the horse started to trot.
Li Du and Austin took a few selfies, and then he asked humbly, "Jones, is there anything I need to pay attention to when riding a horse?"
Jones laughed. "Don't worry, it's not time for you to ride a horse yet. Is this your first time with a horse?"
"Yes."
Jones nodded and handed him a brush. "Then you have to comb your horse's hair first. Let it feel your kindness and gentleness."
As he spoke, he picked up a brush and brushed Mrs. Jones's hair, indicating that Li Du should learn from him.
"This is a soft brush. If you want to start from the beginning, you need to start with a hard brush to clean the dirt on its body. But my father has already done this this morning, so you can use the soft brush to comb its hair.
"The neck is an important part of a horse. It is often sensitive here, so you have to be careful. Start with its face.
"Stare at it with your eyes. Your gaze must be honest. Let it feel your kindness, and let it feel your dominance …"
According to Jones' instructions, Li Du carefully completed the work.
Austin snorted a few times. Its four thick hooves moved gently on the ground, its big tail wagged, and its eyes shone with joy.
Subconsciously, Li Du hugged its head and combed its mane again.
Jones saw this and laughed. "You did the right thing, Li. You know how to deal with horses. If Big Fox didn't say you were a treasure hunter, I would have recommended you to be a cowboy."
Hans said, "A million a year. Maybe he's willing to be a cowboy. Go."
After saying this, he flicked his whip and the horse galloped away again.
Li Du said, "Don't listen to him. This guy can be a little crazy sometimes."
Jones nodded. "You're right. He's a little crazy."
He went to get a few carrots for Li Du to feed to Austin.
After Austin finished eating the carrots, Jones said, "Now, you can get on the horse!"
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