Gao Bufan returned to the horse market and found that it was more lively than before, but there were very few people buying horses. Gao Shou and Gao Ren were not sold a single one. They were squatting in a daze when they saw Gao Bufan turning around and greeted him.

"Young Master, the business is too difficult to do now." Gao Ren took the meat bun and complained while eating it.

Gao Bufan said indifferently: "Now there are floods and famines everywhere. The world is difficult, and it is normal to be difficult to buy and sell. It would be good to sell two or three horses today."

Gao Shou took a bite of the pancake hard, stared at the horse tent not far away and said angrily: "The market is not good at all, and these bastards from Feiyu Horse Farm are coming to grab business. Two customers have planned to buy it just now. I heard that the price there is lower, but I ran there again. I was so angry that I wanted to shit!"

Gao Bufan hurriedly asked, "How much cheaper than us?"

"It's almost half the less!" Gao Ren wiped the oily marks on his mouth and suggested: "Young master, let's cut the price, otherwise we can't compete with others."

Gao Bufan couldn't help but frown. Although the slow horse is not valuable, it is not without cost. The slow horse treatment price of the Flying Eagle Horse Farm is generally eight taels of silver, which is half cheaper than ordinary field horses. The price is quite low. If it is reduced by half, there will be basically no profit. I believe that the cost of the Flying Eagle Horse Farm is similar to that of the Flying Eagle Horse Farm. They sell such a low price, which is obviously malicious competition. In professional terms in later generations, it is illegal to dump at a low price. However, there was no WTO in the Sui Dynasty. People are willing to buy low prices, and you can't even dump at a loss!

"Oh, it turns out that Young Master Gao bought food just now. I have heard that Young Master Gao is approachable and shares the joys and sorrows with his servants. Today, when he saw this, he actually bought food for his servants himself. I admire him!" Manager Ma walked over with the face of the horse, smiling like a chrysanthemum, which made people feel annoying.

Gao Ren immediately pinched his nose and retching twice, shouting: "Oh, his grandma, it's so disgusting to step on horse shit when eating, so bah bah bah bah bah!"

"You're so smelly, you're not going to eat well, grass!" Gao Shou retching exaggeratedly, then turned around and pointed his butt at the horse.

The horse's face turned red and white. Gao Bufan raised the meat bun in his hand friendly and smiled: "Master, no matter whether they both are they, they are all horse-raising. Who has never seen horse shit? Do you want some horse shit... Oh meat bun?"

Gao Shou and Gao Ren almost burst into laughter, and their shoulders shrugged and giggled. Manager Ma laughed dryly and waved his hands, "Young Master Gao is kind, you can only eat meat buns in our Feiyu Horse Farm."

Gao Shou and Gao Ren's laughter stopped abruptly, both of which showed anger, but Gao Bufan said with a smile: "Then there must be many dogs on your Feiyu Horse Farm. No wonder they are all so fat and strong, good dogs!" After saying that, he glanced at the two strong men behind Ma Guan.

Manager Ma was immediately swallowed so much that he couldn't speak. This time he went to Xi'an County to sell horses and kick the restaurant, so he specially brought a few more thugs to prevent accidents. They were all selected strong men, one with big arms and round waists. At this time, Gao Bufan was obviously allude to them.

"Ah, Master Gao is really good at joking." Manager Ma couldn't get any advantage in quarrels, so he made a quick break and said, "I wonder how many horses my Master Gao has sold? I am lucky and just sold two!"

Gao Bufan shrugged: "No one sold!"

Manager Ma suddenly became proud again and said hypocritically: "Oh, the market is not good now, and rotten horses are even harder to sell. Why don't you return as soon as possible to avoid wasting time. Come again in two days, then I should have sold out the horses and returned the horse shed to you."

After Manager Ma finished speaking, the two thugs behind him burst into laughter. The developed pectoralis major muscles trembled and were very arrogant, really like the dog father in a cat and a mouse.

Gao Bufan raised his sword eyebrows and said indifferently: "Our Feiying Horse Farm is all high-quality products. Even the slow horse is a fine product among the slow horses. It is worth ten taels of silver per horse. Unlike the rotten horses produced by your Feiyu Horse Farm, you can only sell six or seven taels of silver per horse."

Manager Ma laughed and said, "It turns out that the young master is not only sharp-tongued, but also good at bragging. You can't even sell your bad horses for eight taels of silver, but you can sell them ten taels. Tsk, you can get it!"

Gao Bufan said confidently: "Don't you believe the horse? Otherwise, let's make a bet. I have sixteen horses here, all of which will be sold for ten taels of silver. I will sell them before noon. If I can't sell them all, I will give them all to you."

Manager Ma was overjoyed. There was such a good thing. He grabbed his beard and glanced at Gao Bufan and said, "Are you serious about this?"

Gao Shou and Gao Ren were a little anxious when they heard this, but they also knew that with their young master's intelligence, they would definitely not do business at a loss, so they continued to listen patiently.

Sure enough, Gao Bufan smiled and said, "If the horse manager doesn't believe it, we can find someone to notarize it. However, if one less horse sells, the horse manager will have to lose one less horse. If two more horses are sold, two more horses will be paid, and so on."

Manager Ma remained silent when he heard this, and his mind quickly began to think about it.

After all, they are from business, so the horse manager quickly clarified the relationship. According to Gao Bufan's algorithm, that is, if eight horses are sold before noon (eight horses left), then even if both sides tied, if they sold less than eight horses, they would make a profit on their own, and if they sold more than eight horses, they would lose.

"Okay, I'm betting with you!" Manager Ma gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, but he sneered in his heart. It was less than two hours before noon. He didn't believe that Gao Bufan could sell eight slow horses, let alone that he had to sell them for ten taels of silver. The slow horses on his side were only sold for six or seven taels of silver. Idiots would come here to buy the slow horses on ten taels of silver.

Gao Bufan gave a thumbs up and praised, "Okay, Manager Ma is really quick to speak, he is awesome!" After saying that, he waved to the tax collector not far away and said, "Uncle Jiu comes here."

The tax collector came over happily: "What are the instructions for the young master?"

The tax collector is named Gong Jiu. He is responsible for the management and taxation work of the horse market. He has several tax differences under his command. He is a sesame official who is not a good person. Gao Bufan used to occasionally help his family sell horses, so he knew Gong Jiu.

Gao Bufan pointed to Manager Ma and said, "Ji, this person is Manager of Feiyu Horse Farm. His name is Ma Shi. Uncle Jiu should know him?"

Gong Jiu nodded embarrassedly, why didn't he know him? He only charged the benefits of the horse manager not long ago, so he turned a blind eye to the occupation of the horse shed in Feiyu Horse Farm. Now Gao Bufan asked about it, and this guy was a little guilty because Gao Bufan wanted to provoke a military force.

Gao Bufan smiled and said, "Since Uncle Jiu knows you, I won't introduce you. That's right. My young master wants to bet with Manager Ma and want to ask Uncle Jiu to testify and give Uncle Jiu a tael of silver to work hard for him afterwards."

Gong Jiu is a gambler himself and is very addicted to gambling. When he heard the word "gambling", he suddenly felt like he was injected with chicken blood, not to mention that he had a reward of one or two silver dollars. He immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem, Young Master Gao ordered that I will go through fire and water, oh by the way, what are you gambling?"

Manager Ma also knew what kind of guy Gong Jiu was, so he was not worried that he would favor Gao Bufan. He smiled and said, "Young Master Gao wants to bet on me to sell horses. He has a total of sixteen rotten horses here. He bet that he sold it before noon, and each horse would be sold at a price of ten taels. If he couldn't sell it, all the rest would be given to me."

Gong Jiu was stunned for a moment and said skeptically: "This is clearly a business that is losing money. Master Gao really wants to bet?"

Gao Bufan smiled and said, "Before the horse manager has finished his words, I will sell as many slow horses as I sell before noon. If the horse manager wants to lose a few shortfalls."

Gong Jiu scratched his head and said, "Wait, the youngest sold all the remaining ones to the horse manager. How many horse managers sold will be the ones that the youngest sold, the horse manager will have to pay..."

Gong Jiu pinched his fingers for a while and had no clue. He grinned and showed two rows of yellow teeth, looking like an egg-suffering look. This elementary school student's level arithmetic problem actually stumped him. Finally, he asked with a smirk: "Who makes money and who loses?"

Gao Bufan blinked and said, "Uncle Jiu doesn't have to worry about who makes money and who loses. Just make a notarization. Anyway, the hard work fee of tax and one or two silver will not be less than yours."

Gong Jiuyi slapped his thigh and laughed: "That's right, whoever makes money will be my fault. Just have a lot of money. What are you waiting for? Let's start!"

"Let's go!" Manager Ma glanced at Gao Bufan and said, "I almost forgot that Young Master Gao can't prepare for a childcare, right?"

Gao Bufan smiled and said, "Your Ma made a bet with Manager Ma and made a temporary decision. Then when you come, you will ask for a child care, not to mention that even if you ask for a child, you will have to pay real money and silver taxes. Why don't you come?"

Gong Jiu nodded and said, "Young Master Gao is right. One horse tax is worth ten, and I can recognize anyone in this county. If the young master asks for a child, I will not recognize it? So there is no need to worry about the horse manager in this regard. My Gong Jiu dares to use his life to guarantee it."

Manager Ma felt relieved when he heard this and nodded, "I naturally trust Brother Gong. Good, I bet, but I have no basis for speaking. We have to establish the words as a basis."

It doesn’t matter if Gao Bufan naturally. Gong Jiu asked the tax subsidy to get paper and pen, and both parties signed and stamped, and the bet was officially established.
Chapter completed!