In ancient times, if you wanted to sell things or people, you just need to put a piece of grass on the goods you sold.

Seeing someone selling horses, Han Zhen immediately became interested.

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

The middle-aged man was wearing a torn Shu brocade dress and squatted there without saying anything.

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

The whole horse is brown and red, tall and quite majestic.

I was just a little thin, my body was dirty and my hair was messy, and it seemed that I hadn't cleaned up for a long time.

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

Seeing that the seller didn't say anything, Han Zhen asked at a doctor tea watching the fun beside him: "What's going on?"

Dr. Tea recognized Han Zhen and immediately said, "Hey, this man said he was in business, but he was robbed by a strong man halfway through. Now he is penniless and wants to sell the horse for some travel expenses."

While talking, he also winked at the horse's butt.

Hearing this, Han Zhen followed his gaze and saw a blurry scar on the right side of the horse's butt, and the outline that had been imprinted could be vaguely seen.

I immediately realized that this was an official horse that had been branded.

Moreover, although this man was wearing Shu brocade, he did not have the shrewd aura that a businessman should have. Instead, he looked very honest, with several calluses on his dark and rough palms.

Obviously, all businessmen who encounter robbers are all treacherous.

Han Zhen asked, "How do you sell this horse?"

Hearing someone asking for the price, the middle-aged man raised his head and said with a stern tone: "Fifty taels!"

People around him shook their heads and scolded him for thinking about money and thinking about it.

If we follow the current market price, a good horse of fifty stagnant is not expensive.

Currently, the price of a bad horse is around fifteen stakes, while some good horses with excellent quality are as high as hundreds of stakes.

And the horse in front of me is probably a trained war horse, and fifty taels are really not expensive.

But the key is that there is a problem with the origin of this horse. It is an official horse that has been branded and may be troubled by the government.

Unscrupulously erasing the official and horse mark is a serious crime!

Han Zhen didn't say nonsense and said directly: "Twenty-five stakes, if you sell, go get the money with me."

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

Others are afraid that the government will cause trouble, so they don’t care.

Looking at Han Zhen's back, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and finally stood up and followed him with his horse.

He has been squatting here for a long time, but most people are scared away when they hear the offer of fifty taels.

There were also a few people who offered the offer, but the price was too outrageous, and the highest one was only six cents of money.

...

The middle-aged man was very alert and followed him to the gate of Zhenquan Temple and stopped moving.

Han Zhen turned his head and looked at him, and saw that he was running away at any time. He just smiled and walked into the temple gate.

Not long after, he dragged a basket of copper coins out.

Seeing the copper coins, the middle-aged man was obviously relieved, and the vigilance in his eyes dissipated.

Pointing at the basket, Han Zhen signaled: "The money is here, count it."

The middle-aged man actually squatted on the ground and started counting money one by one.

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

This is a stallion, but it has been castrated.

I was a little uncertain before, but now I can be sure that this is a war horse.

War horses will be castrated because the castrated horses are gentle in nature, easy to train and more suitable for combat.

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

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

It seems that some days no one bristles it, and the war horse looks particularly comfortable, with its head slightly raised, its eyes half-closed, and it looks like it is enjoying itself.

At this time, the middle-aged man finally counted the money, and saw him pick up more than a dozen copper coins and handed them over and said, "You've given too much!"

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

After all, he really doesn't have the patience to count slowly for twenty-five stakes.

What surprised him was that the man was not greedy for small gains and chose to return the excess money.

Something interesting!

Han Zhen took the money, looked at the other party again, and asked with interest: "The man from Qin Fenglu? Which is the subordinate of the secretary of the strategy?"

He guessed that the other party was probably a fleeing army, and the only Western Army in Qin Fenglu who could be equipped with such well-equipped war horses in the entire Song Dynasty.

The middle-aged man did not 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 asked hurriedly: "How many horses do you have?"

He didn't expect that buying a horse would be a surprise.

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

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

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

"Um!"

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

Songshanling, Wei Da.

Han Zhen secretly wrote down in his heart that he might have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.

...

This war horse is a little thin. It is obviously because the food is not good recently and needs to be supplemented with grain and salt.

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

A bag of soybeans and wheat were taken out from the kitchen, mixed it into a wooden basin, and then mixed it with well water to a basin of salt water.

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

After a while, a pot of mixed grains was eaten up, and then I started to enjoy salt water.

After eating and drinking, the war horse sniffed.

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

This is how beasts are. Whoever treats it can be distinguished clearly.

Han Zhen knew that it was time to get closer, so he continued to start combing his hair with his hands.

As he combed, he suddenly found that there was no horseshoe on the horse's shoulders.

In theory, war horses will definitely install horseshoes...

Could it be that horseshoes did not appear during the Northern Song Dynasty?

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

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

If the horseshoe has appeared at this moment, then the blacksmith will understand just by lifting a mouthful.

Thinking of this, Han Zhen reinstalled a piece of copper coins and led the reins to the blacksmith shop.

When he came to the blacksmith shop again, Han Zhen first paid the final payment and got the Park Knife forged by stainless steel. He asked casually: "Shopkeeper Tian, ​​do you have horseshoes here?"

"What?"

Manager Tian was stunned.

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

As a result, Manager Tian still looked confused.

Now it is certain that horseshoe did not appear in the Northern Song Dynasty.

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

I saw Manager Tian looking at him with a strange expression, wanting to speak but stopping.

Han Zhen was a little impatient and frowned: "Can you fight?"

"Of course I can fight, please wait."

For Manager Tian, ​​horseshoe is a thing that has no technical content and can be created at will.

He just couldn't understand why Han Zhen was fantastic about making 'shoes' for horses.

Maybe I have made some money recently and have been floating around.
Chapter completed!