Suba suddenly remembered Zhang Bao'er's entrustment to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, he lowered his head: "I know I'm not a warrior, but I have to get that horse, I want to give it to the master, only it is worthy of the master." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But I don't know how to approach it! ”

Chuda looked at Suba's face: "Child, come with me, I let you see one thing, I have always put it in the dark world, and I don't let it guide people. That thing may be your way to the horse, and it will allow you to understand the horse's voice. ”

Subba followed Chuda to a large felt bag, the rain had stopped, and the sky seemed to wash up with a deep blue that he didn't dare to look at.

Chuda pushed the door open, and the smell of burning ghee came from inside the felt bag. There was a butter lamp growing in the dimly lit room. Chuda turned on the lamp, and the room shimmered with a bean-sized light. Suba saw an old saddle on the ground that had been broken, and he touched it with his hand, and it was cold to his fingers. It was covered with a finger of dust, and how many years had it not been ridden? He stood up wordlessly, the room filling the room with what seemed to be Chuda's last remaining supplies. Subba saw a pile of stirrups in the corner of the room, and a dozen pairs of old bridles lined up on the wall. He felt something ancient coming at him.

Suba looked at Chuda: "These things seem to be decades, right?" ”

"Three hundred and twenty-six years." Chuda said as she picked up the lamps and leaned over to the old harnesses, which were even more dim in the light, some of them shattered, and some of them were only half left.

Suba was stunned by Chuda's answer, he didn't expect these harnesses to last so long, he subconsciously asked Chuda, "Who will be left?" Who could this man be if he left behind such a pile of old things? ”

"This man is the owner of these harnesses and the ancestor of our family." Chuda said softly.

Suba really didn't expect that these dilapidated things in this room were relics from more than 300 years ago.

Suba asked Chuda, "What did he leave those harnesses for?" ”

"When I was born, these things were there, they were passed down from generation to generation, like a small river, and the water flowed to me." Chuda's voice trembled a little: "His name is Qiu Cheng, and he is the first owner of the Big Caotan Horse Farm. At that time, this horse farm was said to be tens of thousands of acres, and he had more than 10,000 horses, countless cattle and sheep, and he was the greatest glory of this family. It is said that he can understand the horse language and talk to the horse, of course, these are legends. When he died, he left a book for our family, which was written on birch bark, and later the family made a copy of it with paper for the convenience of preservation, but unfortunately the original manuscript was lost, and I have never seen those birch bark books. ”

As he spoke, Chuda fumbled in an old saddle and pulled out something, a small book wrapped in cloth. With a shake of his hand, he took the book out of his bag and handed it to Suba: "The legend of this book is that the sounds of those horses and some of Soma's experiences are written, and anyone who reads it can talk to the horses and understand the voices of the horses. It's a pity that I don't know those words, it's like the sun is blocked by clouds, and I can't read them. Maybe you can read it. Child, take it and see it, it appeared in this world, not to make the past a secret forever. ”

Suba's heart sank, and he took the book from the old man's hand, it was very thin, only a few dozen pages. And what will be the content in these dozens of pages? Attracted by a strong curiosity, he opened the book, and there were half of the old words of the past, some of which had lost their shape and were just a feeling, and some of which were strange symbols. He couldn't understand those words, and those symbols were even more heavenly.

Suba and Chuda left the room and stood outside, the sun shining all over their bodies, and his heart immediately brightened.

Chuda said to Suba, "This book will only allow you to read it for a month. In a month, I'm going to take it back. ”

Suba nodded earnestly.

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"Brother Cen, can you help me ask, are there any merchants in Luzhou who sell horses from the Turks?" Zhang Baoer explained to Cen Shaobai.

"Coincidentally, I met a horse dealer a few days ago, he is a Sogdian, named Ancharu!"

"What are Sogdians?" Zhang Baoer asked strangely.

Cen Shaobai explained: "The Sogdians called the nine surnames of Zhaowu, so they were also called the nine surnames Hu. The Sogdians were a distinctively mercantile people, and almost everyone knew how to do business! ”

Zhang Bao'er nodded: "Can you take me to meet this Anchalu?" ”

Zhang Baoer followed Cen Shaobai to find Anchalu, and he found that it was a bearded man with a high nose and deep eyes and curly hair.

Zhang Bao'er asked politely to Anchalu Hanzi: "I don't know what business An's shopkeeper mainly does?" ”

Ancharu did not hide it: "I mainly came from the steppe to sell livestock, and when I went back, I brought some tea and cloth and other goods!" ”

Zhang Bao'er's heart moved: "Shopkeeper An, can you sell horses?" ”

"Of course it's sold!"

"Are there Turkic horses?" Zhang Baoer asked.

"Of course, there are, but Turkic horses are geldings!"

Zhang Bao'er was speechless when she heard it, how to breed geldings?

"Why only geldings?" Zhang Baoer was very puzzled.

"The Mosi Khan of the Turkic Khanate has decreed that it is a capital offense for a steppe merchant to sell Turkic thoroughbred horses into the Tang Dynasty, but geldings are not among them!" Ancharu replied.

Zhang Bao'er smiled bitterly and shook his head, it seemed that this road was impassable, and he asked again: "I don't know how many Turkic horses Shopkeeper An brought this time?" ”

"A hundred!"

"So be it! I want all of your more than 100 Turkic horses! Zhang Bao'er thought for a while and said, "You can help me sell two hundred horses, and I will pay the deposit together!" ”

Although it is not possible to find breeding stallions for the time being, these horses should be fine for training child slaves.

Ancharu didn't expect to meet a big buyer, not to mention how happy he was, but seeing that Zhang Baoer was so young, he was worried that he would not be able to pay the silver, so he reminded: "My horse is ...... each."

Zhang Bao'er waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, you can follow Shopkeeper Cen to settle the bill now!" ”

Ancharu looked at Cen Shaobai with an inquiring gaze, Cen Shaobai patted Ancharu's shoulder and said, "Let's go, the rest is the business of the two of us!" ”

"Wait!" Zhang Baoer suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong? Boa, is there anything else going on? Cen Shaobai asked.

Zhang Bao'er said to Anchalu: "I want these horses in a hurry, please hurry up!" ”

"I will!" Ancharu nodded.

"Brother Cen, when Shopkeeper An comes back next time, tell me that I want to invite Shopkeeper An to dinner!"

Listening to Zhang Baoer's brainless words, Cen Shaobai didn't know what he meant, and was about to ask, but Zhang Baoer had already turned around and left.

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