"One hundred taels?" Chunhua murmured, counting on her little fingers, trying to figure out exactly how much one hundred and ten taels was.
Su Hua was also amazed; a hundred taels for a horse—that was truly a fine horse.
According to the horse trader, the price premium for a horse's appearance seemed to account for a large portion of the price, which made her a little curious. Would Qin Yucheng's little white horse cost several hundred taels? After all, the little white horse's appearance was several times better than the white horses he had here.
Xiao Jinhan walked to the corner of the stable and pointed to the horses in the corner.
How much for that horse?
Upon hearing this, the horse trader immediately trotted over, grinning as he introduced the horse: "This one is a warhorse that has been retired from the battlefield. Not only is it handsome, but its speed and strength are also unparalleled. The only drawback is that its front hoof was slightly injured on the battlefield and has not yet fully healed."
If you like this horse, young master, I can give it to you at a discount.
All the horses here are good horses, each costing at least thirty taels.
"This horse, twenty-five taels for you, is that alright?"
Su Hua stepped closer, her almond-shaped eyes lighting up.
At the end of the stable lay a tall, handsome horse, its body jet black with a wisp of white hair on its forehead. Its bone structure was excellent, though its body was somewhat thin, and a blood blister had swollen on its left foreleg. Its clear, bright eyes looked over, and the dull mane on its neck suddenly stood up, full of vigilance.
In just a moment, she understood Xiao Jinhan's meaning.
She knows how to treat the horse's leg injury. That blood sac is just a common wound infection. As long as the pus and blood are removed and some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic herbs are applied, it will heal in three or four days.
Xiao Jinhan glanced at the girl's expression, his lips parted slightly, and he said calmly, "Ten taels."
"What?! Ten taels?!" the horse trader exclaimed in surprise, then quickly shook his head.
"That won't do, sir. You're making me lose money by haggling like this! Even the worst, inferior horse costs eighteen taels. This is a warhorse. If it weren't for the leg injury, it would be worth at least the same as a white horse."
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