In ancient times, if you wanted to sell something or people, you only had to stick a piece of grass on the goods you were selling.

Seeing that someone was selling horses, Han Zhen suddenly became interested.

Stepping under the tree, he first looked at the seller.

The middle-aged man was dressed in tattered Shu brocade clothes, squatting there and not speaking.

Then, Han Zhen moved his gaze to the horse on the side.

The whole horse is brownish-red, tall, and quite a miraculous horse.

It's just a little thin, and the body is dirty, and the hair is messy, and it seems that it hasn't been cleaned up for a long time.

He didn't understand horses, and he couldn't tell whether this was a Xixia horse or a local Jingdong horse, but he thought it was good.

Seeing that the seller didn't speak, Han Zhen asked a tea doctor next to him who was watching the excitement, "What's the matter?" ”

Dr. Tea recognized Han Zhen and immediately said, "Hey, this man said that he came to do business, but he was robbed by Qiang Liang halfway, and now he is penniless, and he wants to sell his horse for some travel expenses." ”

As he spoke, he squeezed his eyebrows at the horse's buttocks.

Hearing this, Han Zhen followed his gaze and saw a vague scar on the right side of the horse's buttocks, and the outline of the once branded could be faintly seen.

I immediately understood in my heart that this was an official horse that had been branded.

And although this person was dressed in Shu brocade, he did not have the shrewdness that a businessman should have, but he looked very thick, with several calluses on his dark and rough palms.

Obviously, any trader encounters a robber, and it is all.

Han Zhen asked out loud: "How do you sell this horse?" ”

Hearing someone ask the price, the middle-aged man raised his head and said in a stiff tone: "Fifty times!" ”

The people around him shook their heads and scolded him for thinking about money and going crazy.

At today's market price, a good horse of fifty times is not expensive.

At present, the price of a bad horse is around 15 guan, and the price of a good horse is as high as 100 guan.

And the horse in front of him is likely to be a trained war horse, and fifty guan is really not expensive.

But the point is that there is a problem with the origin of this horse, it is an official horse that has been branded, and it is possible that the government will find trouble.

Erasing the brand of officials and horses without permission is a felony!

Han Zhen didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Twenty-five times, if you sell it, you will go with me to get the money." ”

Anyway, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, he turned around and walked towards Zhenquan Temple.

Others are afraid that the government will make trouble, but he doesn't care.

Looking at Han Zhen's back, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but finally stood up and led the horse to follow.

He'd been squatting here for a long time, and as a result, most of them were scared away when they heard the offer of fifty times.

There are also a few people who make a price, but the price given is too outrageous, and the highest is only six yuan.

……

The middle-aged man was very vigilant, and did not move until he reached the gate of Zhenquan Temple.

Han Zhen turned his head to take a look, and saw that he looked like he was running away at any time, so he just smiled and walked into the temple gate.

It didn't take long for him to come out with a basket of copper coins.

Seeing the copper coin, the middle-aged man was obviously relieved, and the vigilance in his eyes dissipated most of it.

Pointing to the basket, Han Zhen gestured: "The money is here, count it." ”

The middle-aged man really squatted on the ground and began to count the money one by one.

Han Zhen ignored him, walked to the horse, and looked at it carefully.

It's a stallion, but it's been castrated.

There was some uncertainty before, but now it is certain that it is a war horse.

War horses will be castrated, because the castrated war horses have a docile temperament, are easy to train, and are more suitable for combat.

The horse seemed very docile, and even Han Zhen reached out to touch it, but he only tilted his head sideways.

After touching it for a while, and after the war horse was a little familiar with his scent, Han Zhen tried to comb it with his hands again.

It seems that there are days when no one brushes it, and the war horse looks very comfortable, with its head slightly raised, its eyes half-squinted, and it looks like it is enjoying.

At this time, the middle-aged man finally counted the money, only to see him pick up more than a dozen copper coins, hand them over and say, "You gave too much!" ”

When he gave the money just now, Han Zhen didn't care.

After all, twenty-five dollars, he really didn't have the patience to count slowly.

To his surprise, this man was not greedy and chose to return the extra money.

It's kind of interesting!

Han Zhen took the money, looked at the other party again, and asked with interest, "The man from Qin Feng Road?" Which one is under the public eye? ”

He guessed that the other party was most likely a deserter, and the only thing that the entire Great Song Dynasty could equip with such a well-equipped war horse was Qin Fenglu's Western Army.

The middle-aged man didn't answer, but said, "If you still want to buy a horse, you can go to Songshanling to find me, my name is Wei Da." ”

Han Zhen's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked, "How many horses do you still have?" ”

He didn't expect to buy a horse as a surprise.

Horses in the Song Dynasty were an important strategic resource, and the people could only buy horses that pulled goods at most, and the good horses that could be used as war horses were firmly controlled by the government.

Wei Da said vaguely: "There are still some more." ”

It's normal for the other party to be wary, and Han Zhen didn't care, and continued to ask, "It's also twenty-five?" ”

"Hmm!"

Wei Da nodded, took off his clothes and covered the basket, and left with the basket on his back.

Songshan Ridge, Wei Da.

Han Zhen secretly wrote down in his heart that maybe there would be a chance to cooperate in the future.

……

This war horse is a little thin, obviously not having enough food lately, and needs to be replenished with grain and salt.

Because he was not familiar with it, Han Zhen did not dare to ride rashly, so he could only lead the horse back to the temple.

A bag of soybeans and wheat was pulled out of the kitchen, mixed in a wooden basin, and then a basin of brine was mixed with well water.

Before Han Zhen could put the wooden basin down, this guy turned his head and opened his mouth to eat.

After a while, a pot of multigrain was eaten, and then he began to enjoy the salt water again.

Having eaten and drunk to their heart's content, the war horse snorted.

Han Zhen could clearly feel that he was a little closer to himself.

The beast is like that, and whoever is good to it, it can tell the difference.

Han Zhen knew that this was the time to get closer, so he continued to use his hands to start combing it.

Combing and combing, he suddenly realized that the horse did not have a horseshoe on its horse.

It stands to reason that war horses will definitely install horseshoes......

Could it be that during the Northern Song Dynasty, horseshoes had not yet appeared?

Han Zhen did not specialize in historical research in his previous life, so this question touched on his knowledge blind spot.

It's useless to think so much, just go to the blacksmith shop and ask.

If the horseshoe had already appeared at this time, then the blacksmith would have understood with just a mouthful.

Thinking of this, Han Zhen reloaded a coat of copper coins, took the reins and went straight to the blacksmith shop.

Coming to the blacksmith shop again, Han Zhen first settled the final payment, and after getting the steel forged Pu knife, he asked casually: "Shopkeeper Tian, do you have a horseshoe here?" ”

"What?"

Shopkeeper Tian was stunned.

Han Zhen changed his name again: "It's a horseshoe!" ”

As a result, Shopkeeper Tian was still at a loss.

Now it can be determined that there were no horseshoes in the Northern Song Dynasty.

After talking and comparing for a while, Han Zhen finally let Shopkeeper Tian understand what he wanted.

I saw that the shopkeeper Tian looked at him with a strange expression, and he stopped talking.

Han Zhen was a little impatient, frowned, and said, "Can you fight?" ”

"Of course you can, just wait."

The horseshoe is a thing that has no technical content for the shopkeeper Tian, and it can be created at will.

He just couldn't understand why Han Zhen whimsically made 'shoes' for horses.

Xu has made some money recently and floated.

Thinking in his heart, Shopkeeper Tian couldn't help but laugh secretly.