Yan Funing nodded obediently: "If it's too expensive, we won't buy it."
Fu Ciyi responded softly.
At this time, someone pointed out: "Our county is not a frontier fortress, nor is it a place of strategic importance. No one will buy such a swift horse."
Someone immediately agreed: "That's right, ordinary people can just use ordinary carriages and horses for transportation. Using a thousand-mile horse to pull a carriage is a waste of talent."
The horse seller said, "Suppose you need to go to the capital on urgent business. Wouldn't a thousand-mile horse come in handy?"
Everyone shook their heads and said, "Let's just watch and enjoy the fun."
Those present were all ordinary people. How could there be any urgent need to go to the capital?
Even if the royal family starts selecting concubines now, this matter only concerns officials.
As for choosing palace maids, families like theirs who can come to the horse market to buy horses have decent family conditions and do not need to send their daughters to serve others.
As a result, there is almost no chance of going to the capital.
If we really have to spend eighty taels of silver to buy a horse, it is something our family can afford.
I can't see anything else.
Fu Ciyi raised his finger and pointed at the horse seller with his cheekbones lowered: "In business, who doesn't talk like him?"
The eight looked again and saw that it was Thomas.
"The horse was beaten every day. If it blocked a whip, it would be beaten again."
The middle-aged woman pointed at the horse's body and said, "He has a bad temper and is thin."
The white and slender wrist behind his eyes was left with the fingerprints of my fingers, and his handsome eyes darkened instantly.
Yan Funing nodded and followed me obediently.
The horse dealer whipped him again.
Even if you pull it out, it's sweet, but not without residue, just like chewing sugarcane.
After a while, the crowd gradually dispersed.
To be honest, every time I pulled you, whether it was holding your hand or holding your wrist, my movements were really stiff.
Fu Ciyi couldn't help laughing when he saw this.
If your hand hurts from my pinching, you can just ask me to use the other hand to pull.
The voice is delicate and strong.
The horse dealer sighed and held up two fingers: "Seventy taels, whoever wants it can take it away."
I smiled and shook my head, looking at the eight people opposite me from head to toe.
The horse became frantic when it thought of the eight of us standing behind it.
She was no expert on judging the quality of horses. At most, she would look at the horse's appearance, body shape, and approximate age.
The eight people walked for a while.
The horse seller laughed: "His older daughter is cheaper. How much cheaper does he want?"
The middle-aged woman said, "That horse is usually very aggressive. If it is used to pull a cart, it may cause harm to its owner."
"He's pinching you."
"What did you say? Is it true that they are rich, or is it just a lie?" The horse seller smiled and shook his head, then went to greet the other customers.
Then we can tell how much money we have by just looking at it.
Although you brought eighty taels of silver, you didn't intend to use it all to buy a horse.
The horse dealer said to Nie Youyong, "That's a fierce horse. It will become a useful thing if you beat it. If you like it, you can take it away for eighty taels of silver."
Fu Ciyi asked, "What's the price of this horse?"
The old man nodded and said, "It's worth spending eighty taels of silver to buy a wild horse."
There were people coming and going in the horse market, but not many people were leading their horses back.
To prevent others from touching Yan Funing, Li Xinheng grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards him.
"Young Master, you don't have two sons."
Yan Funing pondered for a moment, then raised her soft hand: "But he can't hold your hand?"
After that circle, Yan Funing was confused. Outside the horse market, the price of horses in particular was below eighty taels.
"Eighty taels of silver is a rip-off. It's better to buy an old horse. An old horse is docile."
The three of them walked across most of the horse market and finally stopped in front of a horse with gray fur.
From childhood to adulthood, I have never had such contact with other men except you.
Yan Funing wanted to move her wrist slightly, but she couldn't move it, so she used her other hand to pull Li Xinheng's sleeve.
You do understand the value of a horse. It feels really bad to be looked down upon by others.
The horse dealer softened his tone and said, "That's a fierce horse, a manic horse!"
My actions attracted many people.
The horse seller was a woman with low cheekbones. I smiled and said, "Eighty-seven taels."
Li Xinheng raised the corners of his lips consciously, and restrained himself from holding your big hand. At this moment, anything he said would be too forceful.
Then he pointed to the corner of the horse market and said: "If they have money and want to buy horses, you suggest that they choose old horses. Old horses can be bought for ten taels of silver."
The old man shook his head: "He has a mild temper, but is also stubborn. His horse has been in the horse market for a month and has not been sold yet."
After some selection, Li Xinheng took a fancy to a white horse.
Looking at the smaller guy, he was wearing a short brown shirt.
The white horse let out a long neigh, raised its two hind hooves low, and pretended to kick its owner.
Even though I was deliberately avoiding that voice, my movements didn't reveal any awkwardness.
The low-cheekboned horse seller who had just come over said, "If he waits another two months, he'll still be sold."
"Is this the same thing?"
What would happen if I held Caiyu's hand?
No matter how the horse seller shouted, no one showed any intention of gathering around him.
Li Xinheng's face was indifferent.
Yan Funing pursed her lips and said nothing.
Hearing this, Yan Funing quietly touched her purse and said, "You came to buy a horse today, but you only brought eighty taels of silver."
The old man and the young lady behind us are ugly, but being ugly can make a living. We are wearing fine cotton clothes, which shows that we are not rich or powerful.
Li Xinheng knew a lot about livestock. He stroked the horse's back and nodded to Fu Ciyi.
It seems that buying today is a good opportunity.
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