The bearded man stretched out his hand here, but before his hand reached Hua Lan's arm, he was blocked by a black-faced tough guy, "Wild horses, just your few horses, can you still travel thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred in night?" The little boy is young, can't you coax and boast about Haikou? ”

"Broken wolf, what do you mean by that? I have a bloody BMW in my hand. I can't do this sweaty BMW, can it be your Lai Ma? Who doesn't know, you are the most capable in our horse market, and inferior horses will be sold for BMW prices? The little boy is young, but with his eyes open, he can tell the difference between good and bad horses. ”

The wild horse was disturbed by the broken wolf, so angry that the two big eyes almost didn't stare out of their sockets, and they were just about to open the formation and catch up with the broken wolf, when a thin and withered old man squeezed over from the crowd of onlookers.

The old man was too old, suffering from boneless cheeks, and a pair of sunken mung bean eyes. He was wearing navy blue clothes and trousers, and the material was not outstanding, but it was very neat.

The old man wore a cloth bag around his waist, and a golden silk dragon was embroidered on the cloth bag. The dragon was a little dim, and it looked like it was not a hundred years but a few decades.

Jiaolong is not an ordinary person's object, just this cloth bag, the old man's origin is extraordinary.

Sure enough, the old man separated the crowd and stood in front of the wild horse and the broken wolf, and the two of them drooped their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

Not only did the wild horses and broken wolves dare not speak out, but even the horse dealers in the market are not in their mouths.

At this time, the horse market is in the middle of a lively trading time. The appearance of Hua Lan, coupled with the wild horse forehead breaking wolf, attracted the attention of buyers in the horse market.

"Oh, why did the old bear come today, this is a rare thing."

"No, he hasn't seen his old man for a while, and the big goods he brought this time must be treasures."

"The treasures are not fake, but at this price, we can't reach them, and we only have the fate of feasting our eyes."

"But isn't it, where the old bear is, the wild horses and broken wolves are still moving forward, aren't they looking for themselves?"

Since the old man in front of him has a good horse in his hand, what else is it difficult to see?

Hua Lan stepped forward and saluted respectfully, and asked, "Old man, Hua is going to travel a long way, and the journey will take more than ten days, I wonder if the old man has a suitable horse to sell?" ”

"Childe is a horse to drive a chariot?"

The old bear's mung bean eyes were shining, his gaze swept to the surrounding majesty, and the corners of his mouth showed a subtle smile: "No matter how good the horse-drawn cart is, it can't run fast." The old man really has two good horses here. If the son is willing, he can follow the old man. However, Childe has to think about it, my horse is expensive, and the foot is not fast. ”

"We bought a horse, but we have to hurry, how can we hurry if the pace is not fast?"

The spring silkworm just heard the wild horse say that there was sweat and blood, and saw the old bear's aggressive momentum, and decided that the old bear was relying on the old and selling the old. She also listened to the discussions around her, but Lao Xiong's words made her confirm her judgment again.

This old guy must be a powerful person like a snake on the ground, probably because the people in the horse market are afraid of him, can he be a good horse with a high bid and an unhappy foot, can he be compared with a sweaty BMW?

Thinking like this, the spring silkworm's qi began to swell, and her eyes widened: "I said old man, do you think my master is young and easy to bully?" Tell you, with my spring silkworm here, you don't want to succeed. ”

The two sentences of the spring silkworm are to force the old bear to retreat.

The old bear is quite old, but his spirit is unusually strong. He stroked his few goatees, smiled majestically, and waited for the spring silkworm to finish.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the spring silkworm stared at him dryly after speaking. The stone fell into the water and did not see the splash and sank to the bottom, which made her even more angry, and just about to be bombarded by a series of cannons, Hua Lan hurriedly stretched out her hand to block it, and whispered: "Spring silkworm!" ”

The master was unhappy, the spring silkworm did not fight for face in front of the master, only bit her lip, closed her mouth and stood aside.

The old bear ignored the spring silkworm, with a subtle smile in his eyes, and when he saw Hua Lan's attitude, he said: "If you don't have a fast foot, you don't necessarily mean that you are not a good horse." The old man's horse doesn't dare to guarantee that the son will travel thousands of miles a day, but it is not a big deal to run three or five hundred miles.

For other horses, the old man doesn't dare to guarantee it, and the old man dares to guarantee the horse. Forage, the son feeds casually, not picky. Not arrogant, not afraid of fighting, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, not panicking. Even in the event of a heavy snowstorm and a big storm, Bao Gongzi pulled to the place. ”

Lao Xiong's words convinced the horse dealers.

Driving a carriage is most afraid of bad horses, no matter how good a horse is, it is not easy to drive a car, let alone a bad horse.

The horse does not need to look good, the key is that the leather is durable, all forage can be eaten, and the most important thing is to be able to travel without delay.

It is inevitable to encounter barren mountains and mountains on the road, and bad weather is inevitable.

Lao Xiong is shrewd, and the horse he introduced to Hua Lan is talking about Hua Lan's heart.

Hua Lan was naturally happy, and said respectfully: "Hua Mou needs such a good horse, I don't know how much silver taels the old man wants?" “

"That's all there to say."

When Lao Xiong heard that Hua Lan was a knowledgeable person, he smiled with satisfaction, "Childe, let's take a look at the horse first." ”

Hua Lan nodded, and Lao Xiong made a gesture of invitation, and led Hua Lan and his party to a row of stables in the southwest corner of the horse market.

The stables are where the horse dealers keep their horses, separated by thick wooden pens. A wooden fence separates the stables one by one, and the good and bad horses are immediately visible.

There are thousands of people who buy horses in the horse market, and the children of rich families, regardless of the distance, just care that the horses are handsome and beautiful. A poor family with little money is also a good horse if it is a bad horse.

Hua Lan's eyes scanned the horses with all kinds of fur. When his gaze fell on the two horses pointed by the old bear, he couldn't help but be deeply stunned for two seconds.

There were no horses in the stables, and three of them were tall horses with a smooth coat like brocade, but the two horses to which the old bear was referring were ugly and ugly.

"Dude, although these two horses are not good-looking, they are real BMW horses without a trace."

"Walking in the snow without a trace?"

As the old bear walked towards the stables, he followed many curious people. When a few horse dealers heard that they were stepping on the snow without a trace, they immediately widened their eyes: "Old Xiong, you went to Jiujiangba, no wonder you haven't seen you these days, these two marks have spent a lot of silver, right?" ”

Lao Xiongli ignored it and looked at Hua Lan: "There is a golden river valley in Jiujiangba, where wild horses are abundant. These wild horses can run freely in extremely harsh conditions, and these two horses are the best of them all. With these two horses, let alone Xiaoxing's overnight stay, even if he travels day and night, he will be safe and worry-free. ”

"Wow, no trace of snow!"

The spring silkworm covered her head with her hands in surprise and couldn't stop blinking her eyelids: "The name of this horse is really good." It's really going to be no trace when stepping on the snow, but this horse looks too ugly, right? ”

In the case of spring silkworms, sometimes they can step on the point, and sometimes they are likely to step on the thunder.

Hua Lan hurriedly tugged at the corners of her clothes with her hands, so that she didn't want her to talk more, smiled at Lao Xiong, and asked, "Old man, since you said so, Hua Mou bought these two horses, can you please make a price?" ”