btmnovel Chapter 1210 Buying a Horse
Chapter 1210 Buying a Horse
Chapter 1210 Buying a Horse
The provincial examination held in August of the second year of Tianshun was nothing to Chen Zhao.
Sure enough, after he got off the list, he became a Jinshi.
The ranking is a few places below Jieyuan, which is not eye-catching, but it is enough.
Next, he returned to Dingxing County and dealt with the property.
At the same time, you can buy a good horse as a means of transportation.
It's not that he didn't buy it before, but Du Liangsheng sent news that a caravan of mules and horses came from the grassland and brought a very handsome horse, which was several times better than the local horses sold by the imperial court. .
Because the market north of the capital was already saturated, in order to obtain greater profits and open up a wider market, this caravan came to Dingxing.
In the afternoon of that day, Chen Zhao strolled to the mules and horses market, found the courtyard where the mules and horses caravan lived, and stepped in.
Because it is the first time to come to the place where the horse policy is promoted, all the horses brought by this caravan are good, and they are very clean, and the price is also very reasonable.
For example, the steed in front of Chen Zhao's eyes is like black satin, shiny and shiny. Only the four hooves are as white as snow. The back is long, the waist is short and straight, and the joints and tendons of the limbs are well developed. The head of the lecture is called "Treading the Clouds and Dark Times".
Generally speaking, this steed is a rare horse in the Central Plains, and it is a romance buried in the bones of a man. Naturally, its price is more than 500 taels of silver.
"Hey, father, can I have this horse?"
A young man with a light blue beard that had just grown on his lips excitedly walked around "Treading the Clouds and Wuzhao", turned his head and asked his father.
Before his father in silk and satin could speak, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper bent over and said, "Young master, the master and the old lady said before that if it is an ordinary good horse, it will be handled by our servants, but a good horse like this The horse needs to be handled by the young master himself, so that the Zhao family will not fall into the ancestral style."
As the saying goes, a gentleman dies for five generations, so many families are very strict about the cultivation of family children for you to continue the family.
Knowing the etiquette through reading and obtaining fame and fame are only part of it. Participating in practice, managing from top to bottom, and not being fooled by others are the basic requirements for the prosperity of a family.
But a young boy, no matter how he knows how to manage the family business, it is impossible to handle and serve a fine horse himself.
But in fact, for the Zhao family, spending 500 taels of silver to buy a horse will only attract the coveted eyes of other big families.
Although the Zhao family is powerful, it must not become a target of public criticism.
This is the principle of family affairs.
Hearing the steward's words, Zhao Detian's face collapsed, he sighed, and sullenly moved his palm away from the horse, as if he was still nostalgic for the silky touch just now.
Standing by the side, the horse sales manager naturally understood, still wearing a professional smile, he had already seen that this family didn't want to buy this horse, but at least they could buy one or two other good horses.
In the golden autumn of September, a horse sale fee worth ten taels of silver will make this guy's life much easier—of course, the premise is that the deal is done
"Excuse me, can you introduce me to the horses here?"
Chen Zhao interrupted the horse salesman's thinking, and said gently: "I want to know more."
The horse salesman turned around, and after a quick glance, he deduced the upper limit of Chen Zhao's purchasing power from his ordinary clothes, unremarkable demeanor, and young age.
Another poor scholar who came to see the world without money.
The horse salesman was upset for a while, he was staring at the father and son just now, but he didn't have time to greet a poor scholar.
Just when he was about to tell a lie to send Chen Zhao away, the young man suddenly said, "Uh Brother Chen?"
"Brother Zhao?" Chen Zhao was a little surprised. At the same time, the influential figures in Yuelai Academy had conflicts last year. They all took the provincial examination in August, so they are naturally very familiar with each other - although Zhao Detian took the examination this time. Just get familiar with it.
Zhao Detian smiled. He always had an ulterior sense of superiority towards this classmate who is both civil and military. What good is your brain?What's the use of your martial arts?
Counting you to be admitted to Jinshi and become an alternate official, do you think you can become an official?
I heard that I have to go to the gambling house to earn silver taels, so I really can't get on the table.
He smiled slightly, trying not to expose his subtle sense of superiority, and said politely: "Hey, Brother Zhao, are you also here to see the horse?"
Chen Zhao nodded and replied: "Well, I just took a look around."
"Ha, then I wish you good luck. After all, for scholars like us who often travel far, it is a pity not to have a good horse for transportation."
Zhao Detian grinned at Chen Zhao, then turned around and left, before leaving, he said, "I'll take a step first. If you have time, we can go for a ride outside the city together."
The horse-selling clerk rolled his eyes, and while leading Zhao Detian's family elsewhere, he said to a sad-looking clerk in the corner of the dealership hall: "Li Xiaogang, brother, can you come over and greet this gentleman for me? I can't leave at the moment. open."
A man named Li Xiaogang came over slowly, took over the task of greeting Chen Zhao, and said weakly: "Sir, are you going to know about this horse?"
"Just the horse in front of me."
Li Xiaogang closed his eyes, and recited the situation of this snow-riding black horse, "Sir, this horse is from Tumotechuan. It is three years old and is a local nobleman."
Chen Zhao interrupted the other party, and asked directly: "Is there a five-year-old?"
"Huh?" Li Xiaogang didn't react for a while, and Chen Zhao had to repeat his question: "Is there a five-year-old? If there is, I will buy it."
"." Li Xiaogang opened his mouth wide and stared at Chen Zhao, who was dressed in ordinary clothes. He couldn't hold back a fart for a long time. It took a long time before he woke up like a dream, and nodded his head, "Yes, yes, It's just five-year-old Tayun Wuzhao, worth 600 taels of silver..."
600 taels of silver is not a small amount, it is worth 50 years of hard work by a horse seller.
"No problem," Chen Zhao calmly took out a few banknotes from his pocket, and said in the eyes of the waiter Li Xiaogang who had seen a ghost: "I can pay at any time, and the money is paid. Where can I settle the bill?"
After three incense sticks, Zhao Detian finally persuaded his father after communicating with him, and bought a bay red horse for 100 taels of silver.
Just as he was triumphantly leading the bay red horse out of the courtyard gate, and was about to gallop the horse, the extremely handsome horse riding clouds and dark horses slowly ran out and stopped in front of him.
On the horseback, Chen Zhao sat on it with a smile on his face, "Brother Zhao."
"...Brother Chen."
"I'll take a step first. If you go out for an outing in the city, you can call me. I'm free these few days."
"……OK."
Zhao Detian replied absent-mindedly.
There was an unprecedented sense of depression in my heart.
(End of this chapter)