“We don’t know if you will lose money or how much,” Su Hua said with a smile. “But we do know that if you can’t sell this horse, you’ll be stuck with it. You’ll not only lose the money for the horse, but also the money you’ve spent on fodder these past few days.”

During the reign of Yu the Great, warhorses were not to be slaughtered at will.

Furthermore, judging from the blood sacs on the horse, one can guess that the people here probably don't know how to treat this type of wound infection. If a few more days pass and the infection spreads, even penetrating into the bone, even she would be powerless to help.

Upon hearing this, the horse trader chuckled awkwardly, "How about the young lady adds another two taels of silver?"

When he bought it for ten taels of silver, there was only a wound the size of a centipede on the hoof. He was secretly pleased for a few days, thinking that he could make a fortune from it.

Unexpectedly, after half a month, not only did he not sell the horse, but the small wound had grown into a large blood blister. He didn't dare to display it in front of him anymore, for fear that it would bring bad luck to customers.

Thinking that if I put it at the end of this stable, I might run into some clueless sucker someday.

As long as you sell it, you can make a little profit. If you buy it back and it dies, you can't blame yourself.

Unexpectedly, the man behind the little girl, who seemed silent, suddenly spoke about the cost price he paid for the horse. It was hard to tell whether he knew the market for warhorses or if it was just a coincidence.

If he breaks even, wouldn't he lose all the money he'd spent on fodder for the past two weeks?

"Sigh, since the stall owner isn't willing to part with it, let's go look elsewhere first." Su Hua sighed softly, grabbed the two children, and turned to leave without the slightest hesitation.

"Oh dear, slow down, my dear lady! Sell! Sell! I'll sell it to you for ten taels!"

The horse trader felt a sharp pain in his heart as he watched the three men refuse to raise the price.

But what can I do even if it hurts? If I don't sell it now, I'm afraid I won't even have ten taels of silver left.

"Here you go!" Su Hua smiled and handed over a ten-tael silver ingot. "If I need business again in the future, I will definitely come to you again."

"Alright!" The horse trader's smile was somewhat forced.

He didn't know whether he should look forward to their next visit or not.

Su Hua walked to the tree stump, loosened the rope tethering the horse, and then, concealed by her sleeve, poured some spatial water droplets onto the maltose in her palm and held it out to the big black horse.

Black Horse glanced at Su Hua, the sweetness in her palm lessening the wariness in its eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but grin.

Stick out your tongue and gently lick it.

He licked his palms clean until they were completely empty.

Then, he blinked his big eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

Su Hua raised her hand and tentatively stroked its nose. Seeing that it didn't resist, she chuckled with a hint of seduction, "If you want more candy, come home with me. I guarantee you can eat as much as you want every day!"

Afraid the horse wouldn't understand, they even used their hands and feet to mimic walking.

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the big black horse stood up, kicking its hooves, and followed behind Su Hua. However, the blood pack on its leg affected its movement, and it walked with a limp and slow speed.

The horse trader, clutching ten taels of silver, stared at the backs of the three men and the horse, speechless with astonishment.

Is this really the same horse that was unhappy before, refusing to eat even if it was starving?

If you want maltose, he can give you plenty!

When have I ever seen it licking a horse's boots like this?

They must have been possessed by an evil spirit!

Because the black horse's leg injury was not in good condition, Su Hua did not go to buy carriages, axles, etc. today. Instead, she went to a pharmacy, bought anti-inflammatory and hemostatic herbs, and borrowed a small knife from the pharmacy clerk.

Perform a minor surgery on the big black horse in the alley behind the pharmacy, scraping away the blood from its sac.

Otherwise, if they walk back to Shanghe Village like this, the horse's injuries will likely worsen.

With the allure of the spatial water droplets and Xiao Jinhan holding him down, the dark horse was very well-behaved throughout the surgery. Except for a few soft moans when the blood pack was scraped, it didn't struggle much.

Chunhua helped by handing over gauze and herbs, her eyes fixed on the big black horse with some interest. "Auntie, should we name this big black horse? It's all black, and it's so tall and big..."

"No, it has a name!" Su Hua paused in her hand as she was wrapping herbs in a hoof.

Before the little girl could utter the word "Big Black," I quickly spoke up, "Its name is Mo Bao!"

“Mo Bao?” Chunhua murmured, then her eyes lit up. “Does Mo Bao mean something like black ink, and also a family treasure? This name sounds better than Da Hei.”

Su Hua nodded helplessly. The children in the Su family loved giving names, and they didn't even spare the old hen and the little rabbits.

The names that come out are all things like Big Yellow, Second Yellow, Third Yellow... all the way up to Fifth Yellow.

Even chickens would shake their heads if they heard that.

Mo Bao is a mare with a gentle temperament and excellent bone structure and appearance. If the little girl really names her 'Big Black', then when the little black dog in the family grows up, won't the horse and the dog fight each other?

Whether the inscription on the ground understood or was happy to have the blood pack removed, the horse on the ground also grinned, and its tail swayed gently behind it.

After treating Mo Bao's injuries, Su Hua bought the eleven spices needed to make the broth from pharmacies all over the city.

However, spices are really expensive; even the cheapest cardamom costs one tael of silver per catty.

Su Hua bought half a catty of each item sparingly, and by then, her money bag was almost half empty. Fortunately, she only needed to find a stall next, and it shouldn't cost much more money.

When she first started preparing for the mala tang business, she had already decided that her main target audience would be young children, and the children who were willing to spend money and had the ability to buy frequently would naturally be the most numerous among children from schools.

After finding out the location of the school, Su Hua asked Xiao Jinhan to drive there.

When the three arrived at the school, the school bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.