Chen Yingsong stepped forward and stood side by side with Yan Fei on the dirt slope. Before Yan Fei could ask anything, he took the initiative to start talking: "Don't think it's just six horses racing at a time. In fact, the main competition is between Big Fatty and Old Black Face. Others just join in occasionally for fun. Brother Fei, do you want to place a bet?"
Listening to Chen Yingsong endlessly explaining the rules of betting, Yan Fei realized it was all just for fun. Including horse racing and stuff, it was just a bunch of young people messing around. The betting was not professional either; the money lost by the losers was just distributed to the winners, and the organizer only took a fee for the hassle, not really aiming to make a fortune.
