After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Yan Funing nodded obediently: "If it's too expensive, we won't buy it."

Fu Ciyi responded softly.

At this time, someone pointed out: "Our county is not a frontier fortress, nor is it a battleground for military strategists. No one can buy this kind of thousand-mile horse."

Someone immediately echoed: "That's right, ordinary people can just use ordinary carriages and horses to travel. A thousand-mile horse used to pull a cart is overkill."

The horse seller said: "For example, if I need to go to the capital to do something urgent, wouldn't a thousand-mile horse come in handy?"

But everyone shook their heads: "Let's just take a look and watch the fun."

All the people present were ordinary people. How could there be any need to go to the capital for urgent matters?
Even if the royal family now begins to draft women, this matter is only related to those who are officials.

If you choose a palace maid, people like them who can come to the horse market to buy horses have acceptable family conditions, and there is no need to send their daughters to serve others.

As a result, there is almost no chance of going to the capital.

After a while, people gradually dispersed.

No matter how much the horse seller yelled, he had no intention of continuing to surround him.

Yan Funing followed Fu Ciyi to see the horses nearby.

As for the quality of a horse, she is an outsider. She can only look at how the horse looks, its shape, and its age.

Nothing can be seen from the side.

The three of them walked through most of the horse market, and finally stopped in front of a gray-furred horse.

Li Xinheng knew a lot about livestock. He stroked the horse's back and nodded to Fu Ciyi.

Fu Ciyi asked: "What's the price of this horse?"

The horse seller was a man with high cheekbones. He smiled and said, "35 taels."

Hearing this, Yan Funing quietly touched her money bag. Today she came to buy a horse, but she only brought 30 taels of silver.

30 taels is already a lot of money for their family.

Although she brought 30 taels of silver, she did not intend to use all 30 taels of silver to buy horses.

Then he smiled with crooked eyebrows and negotiated the price: "Can it be cheaper?"

The horse seller smiled: "You little girl, it's cheaper. How much cheaper do you want it to be?"

He smiled and shook his head, looking at the three people opposite him from head to toe.

The young man and the little girl in front of them are good-looking, but they are not worth eating. They are wearing fine cotton clothes, which shows that they are not wealthy people.

Looking at the big guy again, he is wearing short brown clothes.

After looking at it like this, you can tell that they have little money.

Then he pointed to the corner of the horse market: "You have no money and you want to buy a horse. I suggest you pick an old horse. You can buy an old horse for ten taels of silver."

She really didn't understand the value of horses, and the feeling of being looked down upon by others was actually quite unpleasant.

Yan Funing pursed her lips and remained silent.

People were coming and going in the horse market, and many people brought horses in.

In order to prevent others from touching Yan Funing, Fu Ciyi clasped her wrist and pulled her to his side.

"Leave the horse purchase to me."

The voice is warm and moist.

Yan Funing nodded and followed him calmly.

Li Xinheng raised his finger to the horse seller with high cheekbones: "How can you talk like this when doing business?"

"What did I say? It's true that you don't have money, why don't you let others tell you?" The horse seller smiled and shook his head, and went to greet the customers next to him.

Fu Ciyi, who was already walking in front, turned his head slightly: "Xinheng."

Li Xinheng responded and quickly followed.

The three of them walked for a while.

Yan Funing wanted to move her wrist slightly, but she couldn't, so she used her other hand to pull Fu Ciyi's sleeve.

"You're hurting me."

The timbre is delicate and weak.

Fu Ciyi let go of his hand.

The white and slender wrist in front of him was covered with his pinched fingerprints, and his handsome eyes suddenly narrowed.

To be honest, every time he pulled her, whether it was holding hands or clasping her wrists, his movements were really stiff.

Since childhood, he has never had such contact with any other woman except her.He actually didn't know how much force to use.

Although he knew that she was delicate, and he wanted to slow down his strength, there was always an inexplicable voice clamoring in his heart.

He didn't know why this voice existed.

Even if he deliberately avoided the sound, his movements could not help but show stiffness.

"There are a lot of people here, so I'm afraid you'll lose it, so I'm holding on tightly."

He gave a reason that even he believed.

Suddenly, many horses rushed beside them. Fu Ciyi quickly put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her into his arms.

Yan Fu thought for a moment, then raised her soft little hand: "Can you hold my hand?"

Just hold hands.

His wrist was already painful from being pulled by him.

If your hand hurts from being squeezed by him, you can only ask him to use another hand.

It is indeed inconvenient to walk here, and there will be constant contact, so it is safer to go with him.

The corners of Fu Ciyi's lips raised unconsciously, and he restrained himself from holding her little hand. He didn't dare to use too much force to say anything at this moment.

Li Xinheng couldn't help but laugh again.

The good-looking young couple's intimacy is as sweet as eating honey.

If I hold Caiyu's hand, I wonder what will happen?
He suddenly stopped thinking. Caiyu was so strong that she might not be willing to hold his hand.

Even if you hold it in your hand, it will still be sweet, but there will be residue, just like chewing sugar cane.

The three of them watched a lot of horses again.

After some selection, Fu Ciyi fell in love with a dark horse.

Unexpectedly, the three of them stood still in front of the horse, and the horse became frantic.

The horse dealer was so angry that he whipped the horse on its back.

The black horse made a long neighing sound and raised its front hooves high, as if to kick its master.

The horse dealer whipped him down again.

Seeing that the whip was about to fall on the horse's back again, Fu Ciyi grabbed the whip.

His actions attracted many people.

"Young Master has two tricks."

"This horse is beaten every day. If it blocks a whip, it will be beaten again."

The horse dealer said to Fu Ciyi: "This is a fierce horse. It cannot be used unless beaten. If the young master likes it, I will take it away with 30 taels of silver."

Fu Ciyi's face was calm.

After this round, Yan Funing realized clearly that in the horse market, the price of ordinary horses was upwards of 30 taels.

If they really have to spend 30 taels of silver to buy a horse, their family situation cannot bear it.

It seems that I can't buy a horse today.

A middle-aged man said: "This horse is very manic. If it is used to pull a cart, it will easily cause harm to its owner."

An old man nodded: "It's not worth spending 30 taels of silver to buy a crazy horse."

A young man also said: "30 taels is too high. A thousand-mile horse costs 100 taels of silver. Your arrogant horse is not worth 30 taels."

The horse dealer became anxious: "I am a fierce horse, not a manic horse!"

"Isn't that the same meaning?"

"It's different!" The horse dealer raised his voice.

The old man shook his head: "You are grumpy and stubborn. Your horse has been in the horse market for a month and you haven't sold it yet."

The middle-aged man pointed at the horse: "Not only does he have a bad temper, he is also thin."

The horse trafficker argued: "It doesn't eat and looks a little thinner, but its muscles and bones are very good."

"You must say your horse is good."

"Thirty taels of silver is a steal. It's better to buy an old horse. The old horse is docile."

The horse dealer sighed and held out two fingers: "Twenty taels, whoever wants to take them away."

The horse seller with high cheekbones just now came over and said, "You won't be able to sell it for another two months."