Four hundred and thirtieth chapters horse buying storm
Tomb Sun City is not very big. The city wall made of rocks and earth is less than ten people high. And it seems that it has not been maintained for many years and there are gaps everywhere, and its defense ability is extremely poor.
The buildings in the city are in disarray. There are very few high-rise brick and stone buildings. Most of them are messy adobe houses and tents. The air is filled with dust and the fishy smell of cattle and sheep, and dirty livestock excrement can be seen everywhere on the ground.
However, this small border town is quite lively and prosperous. Businessmen traveling from north to south gather here, and caravans and carriages come and go from time to time. The center of the city is simply a large market, selling various ores, weapons, and food.
, porcelain, tea, livestock, slaves and other commodities, the sounds of bargaining and noisy one after another make people feel dizzy.
Once here, Qin Yun and the caravan will part ways, because after completing supplies and sales here, the caravan will head south to the southwest countries, and the Blue Sea Lake that Qin Yun wants to go to is in the northwest.
In order to thank the caravan for its help along the way, Qin Yun gave Steward Chen a hundred top-quality fire-gathering talismans that he had refined. The latter was determined not to pay for the trip, but he did not refuse Qin Yun's intention.
After bidding farewell to Manager Chen, Qin Yun came to the big market in the city.
He would have to walk alone for the rest of the journey, trekking through the vast prairie. It would definitely not be a pleasant experience without a horse, so he planned to buy a horse here.
There were many merchants selling cattle, sheep and horses in the market. Qin Yun didn't know much about horses. After looking at them for a long time, he couldn't figure out the reason, so he asked the horse owner directly: "How much does the best horse cost here?"
The owner of the horse is a shirtless young man with dark skin, a strong chest and a tall figure, which are the characteristics of a man from the grassland nomads. However, he has thick eyebrows, big eyes and a straight nose, which is better than the average man.
The herdsman is much more handsome.
Hearing Qin Yun's question, the man from the grassland glanced at Qin Yun with a smile but not a smile: "The best horse? For us men on the grassland, the best horse is the war horse under your crotch, which will never be sold.
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Several companions next to him suddenly burst into laughter, and a strong man like an iron tower said loudly: "Yanren, how much money do you have? I can sell you a good horse. Look at this one..."
He patted a bay horse beside him vigorously: "This mare is just three years old. It has a docile temperament and can run very fast. It only costs you one hundred taels of silver!"
Yan people is a common name given to Yanyun people by the indigenous residents of the West Sea. It does not have a derogatory connotation in itself, but when spoken from the mouth of a strong man, it obviously has a contemptuous meaning, and most importantly, it can also be seen from Qin Yun's perspective.
This mare is average.
Xihai Prefecture is rich in good horses, so businessmen often come to the prairie to sell horses. Naturally, the price of horses here is not very high. One hundred taels of silver is undoubtedly a deliberate attempt to rip off people.
Under normal circumstances, the price of an adult horse is around 20 to 30 taels. Only high-grade horses with pure bloodlines can be sold for several hundred taels. A truly divine war horse is also a priceless treasure.
Being treated naked as a fat sheep, Qin Yun was still a little angry no matter how good his temper was. He said coldly: "One hundred taels of silver? It's not worth scraping off all the flesh on your body and selling it. You're still on your own
Keep it!”
The people around him were stunned when they heard this, including the young man, and laughed. The big man from the Iron Tower was furious. He immediately rolled up his sleeves, clenched his big fists, and yelled menacingly: "Boy, do you want to die?"
Qin Yun sneered, suddenly took a step forward, and his right leather boot fell to the ground silently.
Click!
The stone slabs laid on the ground immediately fell into pieces, especially where the leather boots fell turned into powder!
The big man in the iron tower suddenly choked for breath, and the muscles in his body suddenly tightened.
His companions stopped laughing at the same time and stared at Qin Yun with fierce eyes. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The young man who was originally sitting on the wooden bench stood up. He blocked in front of Qin Yun intentionally or unintentionally, with a sharp light in his black eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that you are still a master.
My brother has no intention of offending, I will apologize to you on his behalf!"
He said he was apologizing, but there was no hint of weakness in his tone, but a hint of arrogance.
Qin Yun retracted his right leg, stared at the other person and said calmly: "No need to apologize, I'm just here to buy a horse."
The young man looked at Qin Yun and suddenly smiled and said: "It's easy to buy a horse. Old Liu, please bring the Qingying horse over."
A man responded and immediately pulled out a tall horse from the stable behind him.
This horse's hair is shiny and dark blue, with not a single stray hair visible on its body. It has big eyes and a well-proportioned body. The muscles hidden under the fur are prominent. It can be seen that it is a truly good horse.
The young man patted the horse's neck gently and said, "What do you think of this green shadow?"
"It's a good horse!" Qin Yun nodded and asked, "How much does it cost?"
The young man stretched out a slap towards him, and Qin Yun's expression changed: "Five hundred taels of silver?"
The young man smiled contemptuously and said: "How can five hundred taels of silver buy my Qingying and five pieces of spiritual jade!"
He thought that this price was enough to stump Qin Yun. It was not popular to use spiritual jade as a means of payment on the grassland. Gold and silver were usually used, and silver notes could not be used. Most of them were bartered.
Therefore, the merchants who come here to trade bring caravans loaded with goods for the convenience of trading.
But what he never expected was that Qin Yun reached into his arms without hesitation and took out five pieces of white spirit jade: "Deal!"
He didn't know that Qin Yun didn't have much gold and silver, but he had no shortage of spiritual jade. Not to mention the ordinary white spiritual jade, there were many top-grade fire spiritual jade and top-grade white spiritual jade.
The young man took the jade with suspicion. He had good eyesight and experience. He could see at a glance that all the jade was genuine and not mixed with water at all. His face suddenly became ugly, as if he had regrets.
Qin Yun looked at him and said with a smile: "What? Do you want to regret it?"
The young man's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, but his words were still strong: "Who said I want to go back on my word? We prairie men have the most important promise. Sixth, give him the horse!"
The man holding the horse looked at the young man and reluctantly handed the reins to Qin Yun.
Qin Yun nodded at the other party and led the horse away.
The young man watched his figure disappear into the bustling crowd. A smile suddenly appeared on his face, with a cunning light in his eyes, and he threw away the spiritual jade in his hand.
The big man standing next to the Iron Tower chuckled and said: "This guy is really rich. He can even get five pieces of spiritual jade, but he is still too young in front of you, boss!"
The young man stretched and chuckled: "Qingying is also worth the price, but let's see if he has the luck to keep it. Old Six, you go find a customer and sell all the remaining horses at a low price."
Sell it, we are almost ready to leave!"
Lao Liu agreed, turned around and left quickly.
The young man reached out and pulled out a straw stem from the hay pile next to the stable, bit it in his mouth and chewed it a few times. He seemed to be fascinated by something, and his dark eyes became more and more deep and unpredictable.
But Qin Yun didn't know that he was being tricked. He led the horse around half a circle in the market, matched the saddle, rope whip, luggage and other items for the horse, and left Mu Ri after all preparations.
city.
This horse named Qingying is really good. Qin Yun just pushed it a little, and it immediately ran forward like an arrow from the string. In the blink of an eye, it left Twilight City far behind. The divine horse could not beat Qin.
Yun was originally a black horse.
What's rare is that Qin Yun didn't feel many bumps while running at high speed. He was galloping freely on the vast grassland against the roaring wind, and his heart was extremely happy!
After riding the horse for more than ten miles, Qin Yun put away the reins and slowed down the horse. He still had a long, long way to go. If he kept running like this, even the most powerful horse would be exhausted and die.
There was the sound of horse hooves ahead, and a group of seven or eight knights appeared in Qin Yun's sight.
They were wearing leather armor and carrying long bows on their backs. They all carried swords and knives and looked quite capable. They passed by Qin Yun in a hurry, raising dust and smoke along the way.
Qin Yun didn't pay attention. Judging from the other party's attire, he should be a warrior from a prairie tribe. Similar people can be found everywhere in Twilight City. There are as many as there are.
But what he didn't expect was that as soon as the team passed by, they suddenly dispersed and turned around to surround him, all of them with their weapons drawn!
Qin Yun was stunned, stopped his horse and asked in a deep voice: "What is this?"
A scar-faced knight who stopped in front of him shouted sternly: "What a thief! I was almost fooled by you. You are so courageous. You dare to steal the war horse of our Gray Eagle tribe. Why don't you kneel down quickly!"
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As soon as he finished speaking, the two knights on the left and right sides immediately opened their long bows, pointing arrows with cold light at Qin Yun, and would launch deadly arrows at any time!
Although Qin Yun was not afraid, he felt something was wrong in his heart. He shook his head and said, "I don't know what you are talking about. I just came here from Yanyun, and this is the first time I heard the name Gray Eagle Tribe. So what?"
Maybe he stole your war horse?"
The scar-faced knight sneered: "Stop quibbling, you are riding our princess's favorite divine horse Qingying now. Both the people and the stolen goods are useless. It is useless to quibble. I give you the last chance to surrender!"
Qin Yun frowned and said, "I'm afraid you have misunderstood. I just bought this horse in Twilight City. If you don't believe it, we can go back to the city to confront it."
He encountered something like this when he just came to Xihai. Qin Yun vaguely understood that he might have been deceived by the young man and spent a lot of money to buy stolen goods, so he patiently explained to the other party.
But the scar-faced knight didn't believe Qin Yun's words at all, and scolded: "Are you going to sneak away from the city again? Stop dreaming, get off your horse and kneel down immediately, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Qin Yun's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Do you want to fight with me?"
