Yan Qing, who was left alone with the horse and oxen expert, held his hands while wiping away his tears, then hid his face and left.

Not to mention Yan Qing, Qin Bao caught up with Zhang Xing and entered the private market amidst the hesitation and anticipation of some thugs. He couldn't help but ask first:

"Brother Zhang, who were you just now? How did you..."

"How do you make people's blood boil, like a scene in an ancient book?" Zhang Xing showed no expression and turned to ask. "Then how do you decide that he is a good man? And then you also want to learn?"

"Not bad." Qin Erlang gritted his teeth and admitted.

"To put it bluntly, you know how to read horses, and I know how to read people." Zhang Xing continued to speak expressionlessly. "I can tell at a glance that that kid is not a creature of the pond... You can't learn from it.

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"How about sincerely speaking?" Qin Bao couldn't wait.

"To be honest, if he doesn't become a hero in the future, will someone remember this? On the other hand, if he does become a hero, isn't it the fate of me and him?" Zhang Xing stopped, raised his eyebrows, and asked with his hands outstretched.

"Besides, not to mention the future, but to take a step back, such a studious child ended up being despised in the market. After reading a book, even his own father obviously didn't understand him, but he still persisted.

, it can be seen that there is something to be said for character, so what’s wrong with me doing the opposite and giving serious encouragement? Does it take more effort than the bucket of sour plum soup at noon?

Children who are studious should be encouraged!"

Qin Bao, who seemed to have learned something again, was speechless.

At this moment, Qin Bao suddenly froze, and then immediately turned around, his eyes stopping at the entrance of an alley in the distance. Zhang Xing followed his gaze and saw a white and brown Northland horse riding.

Hooves, look up at yourself.

Immediately, the two of them were overjoyed at the same time and walked over together.

And when Zhang Xing reached out to grab the Northland pinto horse that he fell in love with at first sight, Qin Bao reached out and grabbed a half-grown foal behind the pinto horse. The foal was lean and had yellow spots on a white background mixed with black spots. It looked like a small horse.

It looks like a leopard pattern, and there is a tumor under the jaw. It looks ugly.

But no need for Qin Bao to say, Zhang Xing also instantly realized that this ugly horse was the real steed, because when Qin Bao went to pull the horse, the horse's hair exploded before Qin Bao could even touch it.

Bao also shrank his hands in shock, but the horse didn't crow at all. He just shook his hair and stood still again.

Zhang Xing had already guessed what was going on. This ugly horse actually drew out Qin Bao's Ding Lei Qi.

"The private market is cheap, no bargaining..." At this moment, in the alley behind the two horses, a man wearing a bamboo hat suddenly spoke. "Two horses together, one hundred and forty essays."

The flower horse has good teeth and a strong body. According to the rules, the standard market price is 60 guan. It is cheaper in the private market, probably 50 guan or even less.

In other words, the person who sells the horse is not a fool. He knows that the other ugly horse with half-sized spots has a theory, so even though it is so ugly, it is still a half-grown man, and the price is almost twice that of the piebald horse.

When Qin Bao heard this, he felt sad for a moment. He had already bought a yellow gelding with his war horse subsidy. Even if he noticed something strange, how could he have the money to buy another horse? It was obviously so much more expensive than an ordinary healthy horse.

"I have no choice but to sell this horse." The man in the hat was a little impatient when he saw this. "I am probably a dragon. I wanted to take a gamble... but it eats meat and drinks. If I don't give it, I will tear down the stable and raise it."

I can't afford to raise him when he's half-grown. I don't have the money or strength to wait for him to grow up. I bet he's a real dragon... If you don't buy it, I'll have to take the risk and take him to Tianjie Street to see if there are any dignitaries who know the goods.

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"Be careful not to meet a noble person. There are middle-level officials first. The army took a fancy to them and took them away without giving them any money." Zhang Xing revealed the awkward situation of the other party in one sentence. "Both of us are paupers from other places, with a hundred dollars."

There is really no such thing as a 40-year-old horse... You don’t have to worry about selling the spotted horse. You just want to say how much does this ugly horse with spots cost?"

"Eighty-five dollars!" The man in the hat paused for a moment before replying in a muffled voice. "There can be no more counter-offering."

"Eighty taels, I use all silver. Silver is in short supply now. Total 48 taels of silver. I'll give you forty-nine taels in a lump. You can hide it wherever you want... What do you think? This is all the silver I have. How much is left?

I have to save some copper coins for myself to eat." Zhang Xing tried his best to persuade him while calculating the accounts.

The man in the bamboo hat pressed his bamboo hat and looked at the brocade clothes and cuff knives on the two of them, and said angrily: "You guys are not easy to get along with. I won't go with you to withdraw money... Forty-nine taels, I have to bring the cash here!"

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"Erlang, ride fast. Go to the cattle and horse store to borrow a horse. Go to my residence and get the thirteen taels of silver in the sack beside the bed. I will wait for you here." Zhang Xing did not hesitate, turned around and lowered his head.

He shouted, "Go and come back quickly."

Qin Bao glanced at the horse with some reluctance, nodded, and then immediately turned around and left.

After Qin Bao left, Zhang Xing stayed in the distance and held the horse still, chatting with the seller. However, since the seller had received the letter, he remained silent... With no choice but to wait, the two of them could only wait.

Sure enough, Qin Erlang was reliable after all. He rushed back to Shiyifang with the silver before he could clear the street. Immediately, Zhang Xing did not hesitate and counted thirty-six plus thirteen in person, which totaled forty-nine taels of silver.

In fact, most of his net worth was handed over directly to the other party, and then the local boss inspected the silver. After receiving a commission of one or two, the transaction was considered successful and he led the horse out of the alley.

"Congratulations to Brother Zhang for winning a dragon colt." As soon as he walked out, Qin Bao held up his hands to congratulate him, but the envy in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

Zhang Xing had no expression on his face. He just wrapped the reins around the opponent's raised hand, and then held his hand in his hand: "Congratulations to Qin Erlang for his keen eye for horses and winning a dragon colt. Don't forget to return my yellow gelding to me on time."

Qin Bao instantly realized what the other party meant, and instinctively wanted to refuse because the value of the two horses was so different... But with the reins in hand, he, a horse lover, was reluctant to part with it for a moment.

After a long while, he twisted out a few words: "Does Brother Zhang think that I am also a good man?"

Zhang Xing laughed loudly when he heard this, and countless appropriate replies had already flashed through his mind... Some of them were more straightforward:

Qin Erlang is naturally a good man, and BMW is worthy of a hero!

There are also those who rely on the central idea:

The world is people-oriented. A mere horse, what does it mean in front of Qin Erlang?

In the previous world, he, who was always involved in political affairs and history, could come up with dozens of similar rhetoric, and it was still not the same.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Xing found it boring, so he just nodded his chin, then reached out and patted the other person's shoulder, and said with a smile:

"I don't mean anything else. I just think Erlang is a good person and can handle you!"

Qin Erlang was a good showman, so he naturally knew that the other party was joking, so he laughed along with it so as not to overburden himself with the matter. But for some reason, when the other party turned around, even though he understood what was going on, he still

He still had red circles in his eyes like half-grown boy Yan Qing.
Chapter completed!