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Chapter 160

The owner of the horse is a Turk.

The Tang Dynasty was a very tolerant dynasty, and people of all kinds could be seen in Chang'an City. Don't say that the Turks have been destroyed now. Even when the Tang Dynasty was at war with the Turks, the West Market of Chang'an was still open to Hu merchants. And the Turks

People have always been good at looking at horses and raising them, so it is not surprising that the owner of the winning horse is a Turk.

But Li Mu wanted to spend a thousand guan to buy a horse, which was a big surprise. He ran over from far to near, and there was a loudspeaker near the third-level platform. As he got closer, the sound became louder and louder.

No one needed to pry now, everyone inside and outside the racecourse heard it.

When the spectators who were about to leave heard this, they didn't rush to leave and stopped to watch. The people outside the racecourse who were waiting to cash out their prizes also stretched their necks and wanted to know what was going on.

Cheng Qian, who was counting copper coins with three horse owners, had visited Li Mu twice yesterday and the day before to learn how to explain, so he recognized Li Mu. As the shopkeeper, he also knew some details and knew that Li Mu had a role in the racecourse.

, but I don’t know how much. Seeing Li Mu coming, Cheng Qian quickly put on a smile and said: "Master Marquis, you want to buy a horse, I can help you share the worries..." While talking, he winked, obviously thinking.

Tell Li Mu, Lord Marquis, your price is too high.

But Li Mu didn't seem to understand, he raised his hand and touched the 'Iron Mountain', glanced at the horse owner next to him, and said: "Sure enough, it's a good horse! I am Li Mu, the Marquis of Lu, and I fell in love with your horse.

Guan, do you want to sell it or not?"

The horse owner was confused. A thousand guans! A gold horse or a silver horse? Even a sweat-blooded horse that only happens once in a hundred years in the Western Regions is only worth a thousand guans. This horse owner is self-aware. Although his iron mountain is good, it is far from a sweat-blooded horse.

There is still a huge gap between BMW and it is really not worth a thousand coins. Even if he deceives a layman, he only dares to ask for eighty coins without conscience. Is he planning to buy a bunch of them?

Li Mu said impatiently: "What about you, if I buy your horse for one thousand guan, will you sell it?"

The horse owner finally came to his senses. He was a horse dealer in the West Market, and he naturally knew what was going on in Chang'an City. Hearing Li Mu announce his family status, in the past few days, who knew the name of Zhuluhou? He didn't dare to neglect it.

Although money is good, it must be spent with life. If Zhuluhou feels that he has been deceived and comes back to find him, he may never think about doing business in Chang'an again in his life.

After struggling several times in his heart, the horse owner still had his conscience intact. He bowed to Li Mu and said, "I would like to inform you, Mr. Zhulu, that this horse is your favorite, so of course it is okay to sell it to you. It's just that Xiaolu Hou is your favorite."

I have to say it first, although this horse is good, it is definitely not worth a thousand guan. If you really want to buy it, just give it 70... no, just 50 guan."

"Fifty guan?" Li Mu laughed and said: "Fifty guan, I still want to buy it from you? Besides, if I buy a horse for fifty guan, how can I present it to His Majesty? I bought it for fifty guan.

Horse, how can I use it to help me win the next Marseille? I am a kind man. If I only spent fifty guan on your horse and participated in the next race and won 10,000 guan,

When the time comes, you will still say that I only gave you 50 guan, and I robbed you. Now I will tell you the pros and cons, give you 1000 guan, and establish a written note, you sell it and I will buy it, and I will use it in the future.

How much you earn has nothing to do with you, so you can avoid trouble in the future!"

The horse owner was a little dazed after hearing what Li Mu said. He was not a fool, so he was naturally clear-cut. Li Mu's meaning had been made very clear. He wanted to buy this horse to participate in the next competition, and the competition prize money was second.

It seems that he is going to place a bet on a horse. There is no calculation of winning or losing here. Although I don’t know whether this horse will win next time, as the first place winner in this first horse racing, there is still a chance to win the championship next time.

. Even if he can't win the championship, maybe he just wants to finish second or third?

Or maybe, he didn’t want to place a bet at all, but just wanted to buy it to present to the emperor? After all, this was the first place in the first horse race in the Tang Dynasty!

In this way, one thousand guan does not seem to be a lot... There is no one who is not greedy. This is what the horse owner is thinking at the moment. An idea comes to his mind. If he collects some money, he can place bets on the next race.

, the profit obtained will definitely be more than a thousand guans!

Thinking of this, the horse owner said: "Thank you very much, Marquis Zhulu, for informing me. It's just... I'll tell you straight. If Marquis Zhulu said, I can't sell this horse with a thousand strings!"

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In fact, Li Mu didn't really intend to buy the horse, he just wanted to use this method to promote it. Hearing this, he borrowed Po Xia's donkey, sighed, and said: "Oh, I am still too loyal, that's all, since you

If you don’t sell it, I can’t force you to buy it, so forget it.”

After the rehearsal was over, Li Mu was about to turn around and leave when a voice suddenly interrupted: "I'm offering you two thousand guan, will you sell it?"

Everyone inside and outside the racecourse was dumbfounded. What? Just buy a horse for two thousand gold? Crazy! Another madman appears!

If Li Mu's rhetoric just now barely supported everyone's acceptance that a horse could be worth a thousand guan, the value of these two thousand guan was unconvincing.

A simple calculation, assuming that this horse must win first place, it can get a bonus of 500 guan. If you bet another 500 guan, it will be a profit of 1,000 guan. This is easy to understand. However, this time this horse

If you win the championship, will you definitely win the next time? You must know that even in the game just now, this horse only won by a narrow margin. What if it loses the next game? Or, if you really dare to play such a big game, bet five hundred dollars on this

Will the horse win?

Everyone knows that if you really bet like this, the chances of losing are much greater than the chances of winning. Buying a horse with 1,000 guilds is already risky, but buying a horse with 2,000 guilds is a guaranteed loss but no profit!

Therefore, everyone believed that this young man who suddenly appeared was either stupid or looking for trouble!

Li Mu is more intuitive than these guessers because he has already seen the person speaking. The person in front of him seems to be from a wealthy family and is well-dressed. If he is said to be a fool, Li Mu will not believe it. Therefore,

This person could only be looking for trouble.

"I, Wang Pu, have met Zhuluhou."

"Taiyuan Wang family?"

Wang Pu nodded slightly.

In the stands, Wang Ou's smile gradually faded away. But Wang next to Li Shimin was so anxious that he was sweating. For no other reason, this Wang Pu was his younger brother! The two brothers were separated.

Thirty-seven years old, Wang's father had a son in old age. He had doted on him since he was a child. He was known as the No. 1 tyrant in Taiyuan, and he was a dandy among dandies. In order to gain a future for him, Wang captured him and took him to Chang'an two years ago.

Fortunately, although Wang Pu was a dandy, the Wang family was well-educated and had some talent under their influence, so he was assigned to the Imperial Academy as a professor.

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