But Haska reached out to stop him, and tore open his ragged clothes and said, "No need."

The homeless man looked closely and found that under Haska's ragged clothes, he was actually wearing a piece of steel armor, which was much more advanced than the iron armor...

"Our Lord doesn't like any iron armor or steel armor."

"If he wanted it, mine would have given him a long time ago," said Haska.

The homeless man is not awesome now, his face looks ugly. He doesn't say anything, turns his head and leaves. But behind him, Haska suddenly shouts: "Slow down!"

The tramp turned around and found that Haska's big hand had pinched the blue cloth wrapped around the horse's back.

It was wrapped in the tramp's luggage, stolen goods, etc.

The blue fabric has a good texture, and the homeless man doesn't know anything about the goods. This is silk. The Desperate Plain cannot produce this thing at all. It is a hundred times more valuable than the iron armor on the homeless man.

"I want this fabric." Haska said calmly.

Although buying this thing may cause unnecessary trouble...

But Haska felt that since the Lord wanted to make the flag, he had to use good materials to make it.

He didn't want to let the slap of rags float above the castle. According to the lord's usual urination, the probability of this happening was quite large.

The homeless man's eyes turned and he felt that the opportunity to make a big profit was coming.

So he reached out to protect the blue silk and said, "I still have to use this piece of cloth to pack things!"

He thought Haska would beg him to take action, but he didn't expect that Haska actually let go and said, "Ah, that's over."

The homeless man quickly asked, "What price can you give?"

"Don't you sell two gold coins for anything?" Haska asked back.

The homeless man twitched, and Lai Lai said, "Oh my old brother... I didn't plan to sell this... If you buy it sincerely, you can take away 5 gold coins."

Hascar was happy: "You think I have no money, so I deliberately said such a high price so that I could give up, right?"

After saying that, he untied a cloth bag from his waist, counted 10 gold coins, and held it hard into the palm of the homeless man's hand.

He stared at his eyes and raised his voice, "I have money! Don't be so arrogant!"

The homeless man slammed on his face and mouth, "Yes, yes, yes..." and was already filled with joy. A piece of rag sold 10 gold coins, which was enough for him to spend his whole life, and he even sneered in his heart:

The old man with a tiger...

People are stupid and have a lot of money...

The homeless man untied the blue silk and spread the things inside all over the floor without caring about them.

He got all 10 gold coins, and those broken luggage and things worthless, it would be fine if he didn't want them. He thought Haska was a poor guy, but he didn't expect to spend so much money and feel happy.

But he sighed on his face: "Oh... I can't take my luggage."

Haska also sighed, put the blue silk in his hand, looked over and over again, and said:

"Oh...it doesn't seem worth 10 gold coins! It seems like I lost money when I bought it!"

But my heart was so beautiful that it was smoking.

When the homeless man heard Haska say this, he quickly turned his head and wanted to leave. He was afraid that Haska would regret it, but Haska grabbed the reins of the horse and said, "Slow down!"

The homeless man's heart thumped and raised his voice and said, "Brother, do you understand if you buy it?"

"Your horse is good..." Haska murmured.

Since joining Chen Zhen, Haska has been surprised every day, so he is naturally very grateful to his Lord. He has always wanted to give it to the Lord, but there is no suitable thing to give it to him.

This horse is really good, with a very good tooth.

Haska thought the Lord would like it.

The homeless man understood what Haska meant, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed to Haska again, "Brother, I can't sell this horse, I still have to ride it on it!"

Haska sneered and said, "I have never liked to force others, but I suggest you listen to my price first."

"Fifty gold coins."

"You decide whether to sell or not."

After hearing this, the homeless man petrified in place. As far as he knew, the price of a horse was at most five gold coins and fifty gold coins... enough for him to spend five lifetimes!

After doing this ticket, the homeless man ordered to wash his hands and enjoy his happiness.

Still selling it or not? It would be stupid not to sell it!

He immediately jumped off the horse, sent the reins to Haska, frowned and said, "Since my brother really wants to buy it, I will bear the pain of giving up!"

Haska didn't count, he remembered the number. There were fifty gold coins left in the cloth bag. He threw the cloth bag to the homeless man, and the homeless man counted it in place.

Haska quickly asked the leader to take the horse away.

The homeless man doesn’t know the goods, and Haska knows the goods.

This kind of horse is called a "cool breed". It is better to ride a donkey than an ordinary person to ride it.

But when a person with the lord's bloodline rode on it, it was immediately like he was injected with chicken blood, which was quite fast. Haska knew that the thief must have seized some opportunity and stole the lord's horse and armor.

Seeing such a big cheap coming to the door, Haska no longer cared about any trouble.

Just buy it first.

Haska was actually quite nervous. The price of this horse was as low as 500 gold coins, and he bought it at 50. However, it seemed that the homeless man didn't notice it at all. He was counting money there as if he had taken a big advantage!

He said to Haska while counting:

"Oh my brother..."

"You are so rich..."

He seemed to suddenly think of something, turned his head to Haska and said, "Brother, I actually have something to sell. Do you buy it? If you buy it, give me 30 gold coins and the news will be sold to you."

After hearing this, Haska had already guessed that this news must be related to the fact that the rider cut the castle.

It was precisely because of what happened to the cavalry and the cavalry that the homeless man had the opportunity to steal the lord's armor and horses in the chaos.

Haska no longer has a single coin, but the lord has about ten in his hand.

But Haska didn't want the Lord to spend his own money because of this little thing, so he, the chief minister, was very incompetent. You know, the homeless man had already come down from the horse and his horse had been taken away by the people.

Haska snorted coldly, pulled out the steel sword and put it on the tramp's neck.

This sudden change shocked the homeless man. He quickly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Give up your life!!"

"Don't be so nervous..." Haska said to the homeless man: "I have a life in my hand. Do you buy it? If you want to buy it, use your news for it."

The homeless man certainly understood what Haska meant, and nodded repeatedly, "I know everything, I can say everything..."

In the narration of the homeless man, Haska and the leaders around him all showed shocked expressions. It turned out that the cavalry and chopped castle had been destroyed.

It was eaten by crabs.
Chapter completed!