Malik rolled over and dismounted, and the bearded man gave him a hug.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, but the industry has grown a lot, and there are helpers." The bearded man glanced at Chen Jianqiu and the others behind Malik, and smiled heartily.

"Well, these are my friends I just met, and they came up with some horses." Malik saw that Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, so he said for him.

"Pack horse or riding horse?"

"Quartma."

"Okay, you come with me."

The crowd unloaded the boots and cargo that were hanging on the horse, leaving Sean in place.

"If you can deal with this, you can deal with it, and if you can't handle it, just look first." Chen Jianqiu said.

The blue-bearded uncle led them to the front of a large shed, the outside of which was fenced off by a simple wooden fence as a makeshift horse stable, and the shed itself was a simple stable. Both on the horse farm and in the stables, there are all kinds of horses.

The inside and outside of the shed were filled with people dressed in various clothes, some of them negotiating the price of the horses, and some of them were checking the quality of the horses themselves.

Chen Jianqiu and his entourage walked in with a group of horses, and the eyes of the audience were instantly attracted.

It wasn't the quartema that caught their attention, it was the black radish!

The black radish never knew what a low-key thing was, it strutted with its head held high, and many of the people around it were experts who knew horses, some of them looked straight, and some of them subconsciously wiped their saliva.

Some of them have already come together.

"Hey, brother, are you selling this horse?"

"Sir, I'm a member of the Pitkin Riding Horse Association, would you be interested in having me do a full pedigree certification for your horse?"

"Sir, make an offer."

……

Chen Jianqiu lowered his cowboy hat, he only felt that these people around him were noisy.

So he held out a finger.

"A hundred, dollars?"

Chen Jianqiu shook his head: "Ten thousand." ”

"This man has a sick brain."

"This cowboy wants to make money and wants to go crazy, if he doesn't sell it, he won't sell it, why do you talk like that?"

……

The crowd that had been in high spirits just now dispersed, and they preferred to spend more time looking at the horses in the shed.

The blue-robed bearded man led them through the crowd to the edge of the wooden fence.

A tall, lanky man with his back to them was recommending his horse to a passer-by who had come to buy a horse:

"Sir, look at these sturdy fellows, they are all our carefully bred American flower horses, and they can carry you around all day without feeling tired."

The passers-by had some hesitation on their faces, as if they were not too satisfied.

Seeing this, the tall and thin man hurriedly said: "If you are not satisfied with these horses, there are better ones in the shed, there are more complete breeds there, there are Tennessee walking horses, Kentucky horses, and to tell you the truth, I even recently acquired a thoroughbred, but the price may be a bit high." ”

"Hey, Thomas!"

The bearded man walked up behind the tall and thin man and patted him on the shoulder.

The horse dealer named Thomas turned his head, and Chen Jianqiu saw his appearance clearly. He was thin, wore suspenders, had a goatee, and didn't know what he was chewing on.

"These guys are going to go out." When the bearded man finished speaking, he turned around and took Malik away.

They're going to talk about the buying and selling of the sheep.

Thomas, the goatee, swept his gaze between Chen Jianqiu's group of people, and finally landed on the black radish.

He froze in place.

"OMG! Is it this horse? OMG! ”

Thomas walked briskly over to the black radish, and he slowly looked at it as if admiring a work of art.

"Tsk, it's so beautiful, it's so perfect, it's the first time I've seen such a good pure-blooded Turkmenistan so close. Last time, I took a look at it from a distance in Lexington, Kentucky, and that horse was not as strong as this one. ”

Thomas the goatee cautiously reached out and tried to touch the mane of the black horses, but was frightened by the impatient shaking of the black carrot and made him take two steps back.

He smiled awkwardly at Chen Jianqiu: "I'm afraid I can't take this horse." ”

Chen Jianqiu pointed to the seven or eight quart horses behind him with his thumb: "We are out of these horses." ”

Thomas was even more embarrassed.

This group of people is not small, these horses seem to be of the highest quality, could it be that there is a big horse farm in Colorado recently that has begun to ship?

He nodded quickly and walked over to the group of quarthorses.

Thomas first looked at the horses' teeth, examined their eyes, and then bent down to take a closer look at the horses' bodies.

But when he looked at the horses and stood up again, his face changed.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm really sorry, we may not be able to take these horses."

Thomas wanted to continue to say something, but after looking at Chen Jianqiu and the heavily armed people behind him, he stopped talking.

Chen Jianqiu understood what he meant.

These horses are probably registered in Colorado, and I don't know the rules of the business, but they must have been discovered by Thomas.

He must have thought of his gang as horse thieves. There is some kind of unwritten agreement in the industry, he did not say it directly, and he will not report them.

But the horse will definitely not be collected.

Chen Jianqiu didn't say anything, and led the horses outside.

It seems that there is only one other way to think of it.

They walked out of the horse market and returned to the bazaar.

Chen Jianqiu saw Sean from a distance, he was squatting on the side of the road at this time, Mei Zizi lit a stack of US dollars, and the pile of boots in front of him had disappeared.

"Ling, after a while, it's sold out?" Holmes was a little incredulous.

Sean bared his teeth with a smile, and he handed the money to Chen Jianqiu. And Chen Jianqiu gave some money to everyone as usual.

"I told them a story about Colorado Mountie Captain Fultz cracking a kidnapping in Denver, and then told them that the boots were the same as the ones on Fultz's feet."

Isn't it the same paragraph, but it was ripped off the feet of a dead man.

Sean was still in high spirits describing the wonderful process of bringing the goods just now, but he suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on a few people not far from them.

A familiar feeling came over him.

Chen Jianqiu, these people, also found out, and they have been following since they left the horse market.

"Boss, we seem to be being targeted." Sean lowered his body and said to Chen Jianqiu.

"Don't worry, let's see what they're going to do." Chen Jianqiu beckoned the others to come together.

They bought some supplies, and Chen Jianqiu changed his clothes back to the one he had had worn in Montrose, where he found the exact same one.

Malik soon joined them, and he sold his sheep, and the blue-clothed bearded man did not cut his price for the sake of the fierce faces of the men behind him.

The group left the market and set up camp near a meadow meadow terrace not far from the town.

They were going to spend the night here first.

Night fell quickly, the night breeze was a little cold, and the campfire didn't look very strong.

Several figures crept close to the tethered group of quarthorses, and one of them reached for the leash.

But in the next second, his hand was pressed, and a dagger was placed around his neck. And several others were also restrained one by one.

"Don't do it! Don't do it, it's a peer. The man who was caught shouted nervously.

He was kicked to the ground, and a Chinese came out of the shadows and stepped on him:

"Who walks with you? You horse thief! ”