"A thousand li foal in the North!"

Mr. Xu was laughing and his eyes fell on the smiling horse market merchant's face. "Are you sure this is the QianLiJu in Beidi?"

"Er..."

The horse market merchant was a little bit suspicious for a moment.

Without him, Mr. Xu's smile is too unpredictable.

In their line of work, they are most afraid of meeting people who know the goods.

When people buy horses, they can't tell whether they are good or bad at all. It's all up to them to open their mouth, then hold two words and praise two words. This person is dizzy and feels that he has become the bole who can recognize horses.

"Old man, that what, my horse, indeed, has some blood of QianLiJu in the north. I'm sure about that!"

The horse market businessman's voice is much lower.

He did not dare to quarrel with master Xu. After all, this horse is an ordinary white horse. The only one who can hold hands is the snow-white body, which has the same appearance as the legendary Zhaoye jade lion.

"All right, then buy it!"

Mr. Xu, seeing that the horse market merchants are not dead, has to forgive others.

After all, it's not easy these days.

It seems that horse market businessmen make a lot of money in this business, but if they are not lucky, they may lose all their money.

After all, Northern Xinjiang is not a peaceful place.

"The old man is bright!"

The horse market businessman was very grateful when he saw master Xu. After all, he was a liar. Mr. Xu didn't poke his skin and left him face. That's what he paid attention to.

Finally, a white horse satisfied with Xu's three thieves made a deal at a bargain price of 20 Liang silver.

The merchant of horse market only received a hard money, and Mr. Xu understood that he was reciprocating.

While Mr. Xu was busy matching saddles, Mr. Xu talked with the horse dealer for a while and agreed that if there were really good horses, they would be sent to Mr. Xu's home in Lingshui village.

When horse market merchants travel north and south, they are naturally well informed. They know the identity of Mr. Xu at once. They repeatedly say that if there are good horses, they will send them to Mr. Xu as soon as possible.

……

When Mr. Xu drove the ox cart home, the horse market businessman appeared in a very humble courtyard in Anshun county.

"Five Ye!"

The merchant of horse market saluted Zhao Rui, who was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Rui narrowed his eyes and swept them.

"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 the matter?"

Where do horse market businessmen know what's going on? They can only tell what happened in horse market once again.

"Interesting

"Then you should be careful. Half a month later, you can send him two good horses. Remember, they are two, not more, not less!"

"Yes, the little one remembers!"

"Then go!"

Zhao Rui waved his hand.

The merchant of horse market bowed himself and withdrew from the courtyard.

Zhao Rui continued to drink tea, tapping his fingers on the bluestone table, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

That night, Zhao Bingju of Sanhe Town also heard from Zhao Rui that master Xu wanted to buy a good horse.

"My nephew's plan is not small!"

Mr. Xu squinted, "let's prepare two good horses. Don't be too many or too few."

"By the way, the horses in my sister's dowry, do you have foals now? Go and ask. If you have one, get a tame one! "