"Well, this is a good way. I'm afraid that someone will do this inside the racetrack." Li Er nodded and said.

"Your Majesty, you can rest assured that the information of each rider is kept confidential. Apart from the information published in the "Mark of Horses", the remaining information is only the management of the racecourse, and only the two princes know it. I think the emperor should be relieved about his son." Zhang Nan said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Li Er shook his head and said, "It's not the case. I'm quite at ease with Li Ke. After all, his way of acting is very similar to mine, but Li Yan is not sure. This kid can really do it and sell the information of these riders to people outside. You have to tell Li Ke about this and ask him to look at Li Yan more, otherwise it would be a sign of the racetrack."

Zhang Nan nodded and said that he knew.

"By the way, you haven't said which horse you want to buy. Bet quickly, otherwise what's the point of playing alone?" Li Er smashed his mouth and said.

"I, then I will buy this No. 11 horse. I think this No. 11 horse is good." Zhang Nan said with a smile.

"No. 11?" Li Er frowned when he heard Zhang Nan's words, and then turned on the "Master Sutra".

"The Eleventh Father Horse and Mare are both native horses from our Tang Dynasty. They have eaten coarse ingredients this month, and they even had to get sick once. Do you want to buy this horse? Wouldn't you throw the money into it?" Li Er obviously didn't like the Eleventh Horse.

After all, it is clearly written in the "Horse Sutra" that this horse is a pure local horse and has been sick. No matter how you look at it, this horse will not win the championship. Moreover, the odds of this horse are also extremely high, even reaching the height of one or three, and it is the horse with the highest odds among all participating horses.

The information about the rider is also very simple, similar to the rider above, with only one sentence, which is to retreat from the Tang Dynasty cavalry.

"I think this No. 11 horse is good. I will buy this batch of horses with my own eyes. Your Majesty, you will give me a thousand stakes, and then I will have nine hundred stakes." Zhang Nan said.

"Nine hundred guan? Don't worry about me, you'll be fine with me and you'll be able to get one thousand guan together."

Since Li Er had all spoken, Zhang Nan had to set a thousand guan to buy No. 11 horse. Soon, the waiter returned to the private room with Zhang Nan and Li Er's horse tickets.

"Qingquan, what is this thing?" Li Er took the horse ticket and looked curiously.

The horse ticket contains the betting amount and odds, as well as the betting horses. Just above the horse ticket, there is a horse head painted. This is an anti-counterfeiting mark designed by Zhang Nan, and the number of the horse ticket sold is directly below. Of course, just the paper of this horse ticket, Zhang Nan is sure that the horse ticket will never be imitated. After all, this paper is also produced from Zhang Nan, so there is no possibility of counterfeiting.

The serial number of the horse ticket also ensures that the ticket will not be repeated to the maximum extent, because Zhang Nan is arranged in Arabic numerals. At least in Zhang Nan's opinion, no one can understand this thing in the Tang Dynasty now.

"This is the ticket quotation you have placed on your bet by the emperor. If you win the horse, you can use this ticket to get the money you deserve." Zhang Nan explained.

"But there is no even my name on it. Wouldn't anyone take this thing to get the money?" Li Er said in confusion.

"There is nothing wrong with this in theory, so you must keep this ticket in custody. If you win the horse but lose the ticket, it will be a very painful thing." Zhang Nan said with a smile.

"Will it not be imitated like this? I think this thing is easy to imitate." Li Er still felt that just a piece of paper would definitely be risked or fake.

"I have made at least five anti-counterfeiting marks on this horse ticket. And, my elder brother, have you seen the strange symbols directly under the horse ticket? That is our unique counting method of crossing the door. Each symbol represents a number, and combined together is the number of fields, rider numbers, horse numbers, and sales numbers of the racecourse. If you want this thing, you can't make a fuss about it. If you use numbers randomly, you can see it at a glance." Zhang Nan said.

Although the number designed by Zhang Nan can be deduced if you seriously reason, Zhang Nan believes that this is still an effective anti-counterfeiting method in the short term.

After hearing Zhang Nan say this, Li Er no longer asked. In short, as long as the interests of the racetrack can be guaranteed, Li Er did not care how much Zhang Nan did on this horse ticket.

But now Li Er is still very strange. Why did Zhang Nan buy the No. 11 horse with poor blood and poor health?

If Li Er asked, Zhang Nan would definitely tell the truth.

Zhang Nan knew this horse very well. Although it was a native horse from the Tang Dynasty and its bloodline was not as good as those sweat-blooded BMWs, Zhang Nan knew that the biggest advantage of the Tang Dynasty's local horse was its explosive power.

Comrade Li Er picked horse racing with the perspective of choosing horses, of course there was something wrong with this.

What a war horse requires is good physical strength, good endurance, and good weight bearing. But horse racing is different. As long as the horse racing is the same, it is speed.

The local horses of the Tang Dynasty did nothing, but had strong explosive power. In the eyes of people like Li Er, who were born in military generals, they were simply useless. So what if they ran fast? It would be impossible to run long distances, so Li Er subconsciously marked the local horse of the Tang Dynasty.

Because the local horses of the Tang Dynasty are definitely not used as war horses, but in Li Er's opinion, a horse that can be a war horse is a good horse.

Moreover, Li Er didn't know much about the rider's information, but Zhang Nan knew that among the seven horses that played, only the No. 11 horse and his rider had always been a pair, and the remaining riders' horses were all just trained.

One is a mount that I spent day and night, and the other is a horse I had just trained. No. 11 wins. Although No. 11 got sick once, Zhang Nan knew that the illness was because the rider fed too much fine materials to his horse, and the horse's belly couldn't accept it.

After this illness, the rider no longer feeds fine materials to his horse, but instead chooses the same coarse materials as before.

Of course, Zhang Nan could not tell Comrade Li Er about these news. After all, these are all commercial secrets. If all these secrets are revealed, what money will the racecourse make?

"Your Majesty, you can come to this small stand now. It's about to start. Look at how your No. 5 horse is like." Zhang Nan said, then pointed to the vertical telescope placed on the small stand outside the box.
Chapter completed!