"Not much, five hundred taels of silver."
"Miss Jiang the Second, you can't be joking," said Lu Jiu. If all precious horses could be bought for just five hundred taels of silver, then every street and alley would be filled with such fine horses.
"Indeed, it's true. I bought it from a horse trader in the East Market," Jiang Li said.
Speaking of the East Market, everyone immediately understood what kind of place it was. It was a must-visit for any trader. Whether one made a profit or a loss depended on one's eye for quality. Since Jiang Li said so, she must have found the horse trader who mistook the foal for a common one, while she recognized its extraordinary qualities and bought it.
"Then, Miss Jiang the Second, where is this horse trader? Are there any other horses?" Kong Liu asked eagerly. The thought of buying a precious horse for five hundred taels of silver was too tempting for anyone to resist.
