Direction of Expansion

On the first morning of June.

Everyone at the farm, including the late-rising Zepp, sat around the table.

"So—"

Ravide raised one finger, then another.

"Next week, Ata will return to the farm for summer rest and conditioning."

"The week after that, Moon Leap, whom the president bought in Australia, will also arrive at the farm."

At that, the Indian man frowned slightly, and the other staff members turned to look over as well.

Simply put, the farm was running out of space.

With help from all sides, they had finally managed to get their own breeding operation going, stumbling along as they did so, and had gradually begun to grasp the ropes of being breeders.

It was not as if they had never considered winning more major races with horses under their own name or campaigning overseas, but their stronger desire was to see the horses they bred and raised shine brilliantly.

—Land was the prerequisite.

As the number of broodmares increased, expanding the pastures and stables had become the most urgent matter.

They could temporarily deal with the grazing needs of that year's foals by redrawing the boundaries of the plots, but that was no long-term solution.

For the number of horses the farm housed, the existing pastures already felt somewhat cramped.

The stable issue was not difficult to solve. The farm's horses and the personally owned racehorses rarely returned to the farm at the same time, and the number of foals produced would not increase dramatically over the next few years.

Besides, with the extra room left in the original design, renovations should allow them to add several standard-sized stalls to each of the two stables.

In the end, the real problem was still the pastures.

His thoughts had returned there for the moment, but that did