"Thousand-mile horse from the north!"
Mr. Xu chuckled, his eyes falling on the smiling face of the horse market merchant, "Are you sure this is the Northland Thousand Mile Horse?"
"Well… "
The horse market merchant was momentarily frightened.
Without him, Mr. Xu’s smile would be too unpredictable and profound.
Those who work in their profession are most afraid of meeting someone who knows what they are doing.
When ordinary people buy horses, they have no way of telling whether the horse is good or bad. They just rely on them to talk about it and then say a few words of praise and praise. This person becomes dizzy and feels that he has become the bole who can recognize a thousand-mile horse.
"Old man, what, my horse, indeed, does have the blood of the Northland Thousand Mile Horse, I guarantee it!"
The horse market merchant's voice became much softer.
He did not dare to argue loudly with Mr. Xu. After all, this horse was just an ordinary white horse. The only thing that can be distinguished is that it is completely white and has the same appearance as the legendary Zhaoye Jade Lion.
"Okay, let's buy it then!"
Mr. Xu saw that the horse market merchants were not stubborn, so he had to be merciful and merciful.
After all, these days are not easy.
Horse market merchants seem to be quite profitable in this business, but if they are unlucky, they may lose everything.
After all, Northern Xinjiang is not a peaceful land.
"The old man is open and bright!"
The horse market merchant was very grateful after seeing Mr. Xu's move. After all, he was deceiving people first. Mr. Xu did not expose his cover and saved him face. This is what he is particular about.
In the end, a white horse that satisfied Thief Xu was sold at an affordable price of twenty taels of silver.
The horse market merchant only received hard-earned money, and Mr. Xu understood that the other party was reciprocating the favor.
While Xu Laosan was busy matching the saddle, Mr. Xu chatted with the horse market merchant for a while, and agreed with him that if there was a really good horse, he would send it to Lao Xu's house in Lingshui Village.
The merchants in the horse market travel all over the country, and they are naturally well-informed. They immediately knew the identity of Mr. Xu, and repeatedly said that if there was a good horse, they would send it to Mr. Xu as soon as possible.
…
When Mr. Xu was driving the bullock cart home, the Nama City merchant appeared in an inconspicuous courtyard in Anshun County.
"Fifth Master!"
The horse market merchant bowed respectfully to Zhao Rui, who was sitting in the small courtyard drinking tea.
"Is something wrong?"
Zhao Rui squinted his eyes and glanced over with sharp eyes.
"Go back to Fifth Master, the one in Lingshui Village needs a good horse."
"oh?"
Zhao Rui suddenly opened his eyes and became interested.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
The horse market merchant didn't know what was going on, so he could only tell what happened in the horse market before.
"It's interesting!"
"Then you should be careful and send him two good horses after half a month, maybe a month. Remember, it's two horses, no more, no less!"
"Yes, I remember it, little one!"
"Then go!"
Zhao Rui waved his hand.
The horse market merchant bowed and left the courtyard.
Zhao Rui continued to drink tea, tapping his fingers on the bluestone table, wondering what he was thinking about.
…
That night, Zhao Bingyu from Sanhe Town also heard from Zhao Rui the news that Mr. Xu was going to buy a good horse.
"My nephew has a big plan!"
Mr. Xu squinted his eyes, "Let me prepare two good horses, no more, no less."
"By the way, do those horses that my sister had in her dowry have foals now? Go and ask, and if so, get a docile one over!" (End of Chapter)