Just like in the plot, Jerome chose the warm-blooded horse that was slightly inferior to the other warm-blooded horse in all aspects.

They were the two horses that the horseman and Jerome analyzed when He Xiaoman first entered this realm.

He Xiaoman followed them silently, listening to Jerome and Binlai constantly complaining about the shortcomings of this warm-blooded horse, and finally negotiated the price from 280 gold coins to 250 gold coins.

The main reason is that they pay in gold coins.

This is the only currency recognized by dozens of national powers, including the June Lotus Association, and is completely different from the locally issued banknotes.

Although the people occupying Newward State have signed a peace agreement, there are still wars between indigenous people and farmers in some areas, and frictions between farmers and farmers are also constant. Who knows what paper money is?

It will be invalidated if there is a disagreement? Who knows if they are in a bad mood and sanction you and refuse to collect your banknotes?

Therefore, people would rather charge less and try to trade with more reliable gold coins instead of banknotes.

It was raining heavily in Neward State in late autumn, and the dense lead clouds were like sponges filled with water. The rain fell very freely.

It rained again when we went back.

The driver took out two pieces of raincloth from the small storage box under the seat. As usual, he threw one to Larrel who was drinking from the wind behind the car, and tied the other to himself.

Penicillin had not yet appeared at this time, and a severe cold might kill a person.

"Larel, give it your raincloth! You idiot, do you know that's two hundred and fifty gold coins that are moving!"

Jerome's scolding came from the closed carriage.

As the unicorn lost its use value, Larel began to be scolded more and more often.

After He Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, when Jerome was about to curse for the second time, he slowly walked in front of the tall maroon horse that was already three and a half years old, slowly unfolded the raincloth in his hand, and covered the horse bit by bit.

Because of eye problems, horses are afraid of anything that suddenly appears in front of them, so some people always say not to hold an umbrella in front of horses, because the umbrella in your hand is a stick that suddenly becomes extremely huge in its eyes, and it will be frightened or frightened.

anger.

He Xiaoman once again held the armrest and stood behind the carriage. It had been raining for several days, and the dirt road between the horse market and the toll road was almost completely covered with mud.

He Xiaoman was thrown away by the rapidly turning wheels and was covered in mud.

She hurriedly hid on the other side, but before she could wipe the mud off her face, Jerome's curse came again: "Stupid pig! If you block the place just now, the mud will be thrown on the horse!"

He Xiaoman turned around, and sure enough, because she was used as a shield to avoid him, he was tied to the side of the horse at the rear of the car and was thrown a lot of dirt.

He Xiaoman silently stood back to his original position, becoming a small human tree to protect his ancestors from the wind and rain.

She thought that she really couldn't bear it anymore.

As we approached the manor, the rain finally stopped. When we returned to Layard Manor, the owner Jerome was completely dry. The driver and horse were half wet and half dry. They stood at the back of the car and sang "He said the pain in the wind and rain is nothing."

"He Xiaoman's whole body was wet with tears.

Jerome untied the new horse's reins with his own hands, and the new breeder Johannes, who had arranged everything, was waiting respectfully.

When He Xiaoman appeared in the stable, covered in mud and water, she could already feel the excitement and grievance of the unicorn, like a baby sent to kindergarten on the first day when he saw his parents who came to pick him up.

Jerome was talking to Johannes about something.

Although the young and tall Johannes also has dark brown skin, standing in the sunshine after the rain, he looks refreshing and full of hope.

Jerome pointed at the shaky He Xiaoman: "If I think you are not suitable, I will replace you at any time and still let Larel do this easy job."

Johannes saluted respectfully: "I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life, my respected master!"

With a "bang" sound, He Xiaoman fell to the ground, and a human-shaped mud mark was clearly left on the cement floor.

Jerome frowned. Is this stupid pig venting his dissatisfaction in this way?

A slave?

The unicorn's nostrils began to snort. This is the only place where it can move freely.

Jerome was afraid that the unicorn would get angry, so he took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth and shouted loudly: "Larel, you stupid pig, get up quickly and go back to your place!"

He Xiaoman was like a stranded humpback whale, swinging twice in vain but failing to stand up.

Jerome ordered the coachman with a sullen face: "Drag Larel back to his kennel, before the unicorn goes crazy!"

But before the coachman even got close to Larel, the unicorn's angry neighing sound was already heard, and the muscles on its limbs were trembling as if it was about to rush out of the stable.

Jerome rushed over and stroked the mane on the unicorn's neck impatiently: "Okay, be good unicorn, Larel is just a little tired, he will get better, he will be fine soon

Get up."

The coachman did not dare to act rashly again.

After all, unicorns were once their master's most beloved fighting partners. Because of the unicorn, Larel was favored by his master for ten years, and all the slaves were envious of him.

Even the hired coachmen sometimes envied Larel's scenery.

Many racers will bring their horses' dedicated breeders with them when competing. Although they have a low status, they can often stand with the noble men.

Every time the unicorn wins, Larel will receive some reward from the Fairlade family.

But the coachman didn't know that most of the rewards were stolen by Jerome in the end.

Because the victory came from his battle with the unicorn, what does it have to do with the breeder?

However, others don't know this. They just think that Larel is really a bad guy because he can't speak. He is the most humble person in the entire manor, so humble that anyone can step on him.

No one expected that the colt could survive and become a very famous racehorse.

Like Larel, the slaves in the manor also thought that those people were busy saving the unicorns.

So the coachman has always had a pretty good attitude towards Larel.

Even if the real reason for this niceness is because of a horse.

The unicorn was finally calmed down, but his mood was still unstable because it was fixed inside the wooden frame and he couldn't see Larel's room.

Jerome turned around and left the stable after giving some instructions.

He was not willing to face such a unicorn.

At half past nine in the evening, He Xiaoman appeared in front of the unicorn on time.

It snorted softly, its big eyes full of longing.
Chapter completed!