Chapter 17 Horsemanship Beggar (This chapter is free)
The Weapon Shop Street is not very long. After all, it is located on the shore of the East China Sea and seems to be far away from the war. At least it is not the center of the war. Therefore, wealthy people would rather spend more money to buy some precious things to increase their elegance, while ordinary people would rather buy a few more to add some security to their lives. Not many people actually buy weapons, so there are not many shops running weapon shops.
The State of Yan was not like the State of Wei. The people of Wei had received military training since childhood and were instilled with the idea that they were a superior race. The people there had a fanatical love for weapons and horses that was far beyond the reach of other countries.
There is an open space at the beginning of this street, where idle men usually sit and chat. There is always a group of people sitting under several towering trees. Some small vendors cannot afford to hire a storefront, so they set up a stall in this place to sell things. Usually, the yamen runners don't care, because they know they can't make any money from these small vendors.
When Han Qing brought Han Mo here, they saw that a big tree was already crowded with people. Three or four people formed a big circle, and the sound of a horse neighing could be heard from inside. The horse's voice was very loud and full of energy. Han Mo knew it was a good horse just by hearing the horse's voice.
The crowd of onlookers cheered from time to time, and these cheers were obviously involuntary, which made Han Mo very confused. He didn't know what good program was waiting for him.
Relying on the good physique he had developed over more than ten years of training, Han Qing easily squeezed a path for Han Mo. When Han Mo got in, he discovered that there was a person performing horsemanship in the crowd.
The horse had a thick mane and was covered in shiny black, smooth hair. It was strong and tall, but the person who was jumping up and down on it lightly was a thin little man, no more than twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with dark and rough skin, as if he came from a poor family. At least the clothes he was wearing were only worn by beggars in Donghai City. They were shabby and tattered.
However, the sloppy beggar's horsemanship is truly amazing. The horse runs forward and backward, and under the beggar's control, it performs various extremely difficult movements, some of which are almost unimaginable. He can even hang his legs on the horse's neck and stare at the horse, which makes people around him laugh, but they can't help but applaud.
Han Mo didn't admire many people in his heart. Those who could make him admire them must have unique attainments and abilities in some aspect. This short beggar who performed horse skills really made Han Mo admire him a little, and he also applauded with everyone else.
Just as people were dazzled and filled with surprise, the little man suddenly reined in his horse, landed on the ground with a beautiful somersault, and then bowed to the people around him.
Only then did Han Mo see the beggar's face clearly. There was no expression on his angular face, like a piece of rock. Even in his pair of deep black eyes, there was no emotion at all, giving people a cold feeling.
He originally thought that after the beggar bowed, he would certainly ask for a tip. However, contrary to his expectation, the beggar seemed to be not very good at speaking. After bowing, he turned around and picked up a bamboo hat from the ground and held it in his hands. Then he walked to the crowd, looking at the guests in front of him dully but with a hint of expectation, hoping to get a few coins as a tip.
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