The smell of hay and beans, mixed with the sound of an egg cracking, a large black horse in the stable snorted happily and nudged the rough canvas tunic of its guard.,"When will this horse-grooming gig end, for crying out loud I'm a modern person, you know...",In modern times, because his family was strict with him from a young age, he didn't touch cigarettes or alcohol, let alone the dry tobacco that older generations smoked.。