readsfreenovel Chapter 465: Maybe It’s a Dream
Chapter 465: Maybe It’s a Dream
"No matter how much money you offer, I won't sell it!" Chu Xiaomu still said the same thing.
"One hundred and twenty gold!" Young Master Mo's family quadrupled the price to four times the original price! The crowd started to make noises, and more and more people gathered around to watch the excitement. Everyone wanted to see what kind of horse could be worth so much money.
Chu Xiaomu was being looked at like a monkey, and his face immediately turned red.
A servant behind Master Mo shouted, "Boy, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit! Do you know how much one hundred and twenty gold is? This money is enough to buy two large houses in Baijun City!"
This man was wearing a golden brown silk shirt, with bulging muscles. He must have practiced hard skills, even if he had activated the Force. No wonder the frail young master Mo was so unscrupulous that he ignored the generals guarding the city gate.
Chu Xiaomu thought to himself, what is the relationship between me and Cheng Huang? How can it be traded with money? Even if you give me the whole Baijun City, I won't sell it, not to mention it's just one or two houses, what's the big deal? !
Suddenly, he had an idea and decided to play a trick on the self-righteous young master Mo. He looked at him coldly and asked, "Are you really willing to pay 120 gold to buy my horse?"
Young Master Mo snorted and said, "If you think the price is not right, I can increase it. Anyway..."
Luo Weidong said hurriedly: "Young Master Mo, we can't add any more. It's just a horse, it's not worth that much gold."
Chu Xiaomu said: "Okay! One hundred and twenty gold is one hundred and twenty gold, I'll sell it!
Young Master Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Great! He is indeed a figure from Bicheng!"
Chu Xiaomu asked: "When will you pay?"
Master Mo waved his hand, and a servant behind him flew away, probably to go home to get money. Then he swept his cold eyes over Chu Xiaomu, Luo Weidong, and Huang Laosan's faces one by one, and said: "Remember, there is nothing in this world that cannot be bought with coins. If there is, it's just that the price offered by others is not enough." It is not known whether he was teaching Chu Xiaomu or Luo Weidong a lesson.
Chu Xiaomu almost laughed out loud. Now that we are in Baijun City, not only will I need money for food and accommodation, but also a lot of money to buy fodder for Chenghuang. I was worrying about this all the way, and I didn't expect you, Mo, to come and give me 120 gold coins. I won't miss it!
When the strong servant saw the look on Young Master Mo's face, he wanted to come over and take Cheng Huang away.
Chu Xiaomu said, "I'll give it to you after I talk to it." Without waiting for their consent, he leaned close to Cheng Huang's ear and whispered a few words.
Everyone onlookers laughed. What's the point of talking to a beast like a horse? Even the smartest horse can't understand human language.
Master Mo didn't say anything, it seemed that he was not worried that Chu Xiaomu would play any tricks.
Chu Xiaomu handed the reins to the servant and said to him, "Tell your young master to be careful. This horse is very fierce. It's best not to ride it. Otherwise, I won't be responsible if you accidentally fall and get hurt."
The strong servant said in a gruff voice: "Just give us the horse, and what happens next has nothing to do with you." He thought to himself that the young master's family had at least 80 good horses, if not 100, and he bought this just to teach you a lesson, and to teach the ignorant Luo Weidong a lesson at the same time. Who the hell wants to ride your broken horse? !
Not long after, the servant who had run away came back panting, holding a heavy cloth bag in one hand, which was obviously full of gold coins.
Master Mo made a gesture, and the servant stuffed two bags of coins into Chu Xiaomu's arms and said, "One hundred and twenty gold coins, you've made a fortune this time!"
Chu Xiaomu was not polite either. He put the two bags of coins into his arms and asked Luo Weidong, "General Luo, the horse has been sold. Do you still want to put me in jail?"
Luo Weidong waved his hand at him and said unhappily: "Get out! Don't let me see you again!" He didn't dare to offend the Mo family, who were rich and powerful in Baijun City.
Chu Xiaomu bowed to Young Master Mo's family and said, "I am Chu Xiaomu from Bicheng, thank Young Master Mo's family for the gold." Amid the sighs and envy of the onlookers, he swaggered towards the city of Baijun.
After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt a strange sound behind my head. Then I heard a series of "pa pa pa" sounds, and my head and shoulders were hit by a stick several times.
He could have avoided these sneak attacks, but thinking that these people had suffered a great loss, he let them hit him a few times to vent their anger. Moreover, he did not want to show off his extraordinary skills here, and was afraid of hurting the people watching the excitement, so it was not convenient to avoid them.
Fortunately, the person who attacked him was not a martial arts master who used the force, and the force he used was not too strong, and the stick he used was not very hard or thick, so it did not hurt when he was hit. It was more like he was just playing a joke on him.
He pretended to be completely clueless, and hurriedly hid with his head in his hands, shouting, "The horses are yours now, what's the matter? Do you still want to steal my money and kill me?!"
"Pa pa pa!" The back of the hands, back, shoulders and other parts were hit several times.
Chu Xiaomu hid while shouting: "Hurry up, help me... someone is trying to kill someone in broad daylight!"
But then he heard the man shouting, "It turns out to be you, you bastard boy!" The voice was crisp, like the wind chimes of Baihua Island swaying gently in the wind.
The moment he turned around, Chu Xiaomu was stunned.
The person in front of him was the one he had been thinking about day and night, and who appeared in his dreams almost every time. In the winter of that year, he and she had agreed to meet again in the spring of the following year.
Xiaoying glared at Chu Xiaomu with anger on her face, and hit him several times on the head and forehead with a stick.
The onlookers were about to disperse when they suddenly saw a fairy-like beautiful girl beating up the young boy, and then they gathered together to watch the fun with laughter.
Even Young Master Mo's entourage, Luo Weidong and his twenty or so soldiers gathered over.
Chu Xiaomu couldn't believe her eyes. Tears welled up in her eyes. She asked in a trembling voice, "Ying... Yingying, is... is it you?"
Xiaoying said angrily: "You...you wild boy, why didn't you tell me when you ran away? You just left without a word, and I had to look for you so hard!"
Chu Xiaomu stood there in a daze, with a smile on his face and tears in his eyes. He touched the back of his hand which was a little painful from being beaten, and then he believed that he was not dreaming. The person in front of him was really... really Xiaoying.
He took two long breaths and asked, "Why...why are you here?"
Xiaoying bit her lips lightly, staring at Chu Xiaomu without blinking. After a while, she suddenly dropped the bamboo stick in her hand, rushed over and threw herself into Chu Xiaomu's arms, sobbing.