One Hundred and Ninety Nine: Dissatisfied? Holding Back (8) [Happy New Year's Day, Thank You All My Favorite Little Angels]

According to Jiang Pengji's opinion, it's better to sell these war horses, so as not to be caught by Meng Shi following the clues.

Xu Ke even started to make a budget, but after Meng Hun knew about it, he put forward completely different opinions.

"The subordinates don't really agree with Lang Jun's doing this. The loss is too great." Meng Hun licked his dry lips, and looked at the fat and strong horses with burning eyes. , a horse that suits one's heart's desire, is equivalent to their second companion, "It's better to hide them in the mountains for a while, and wait for the Meng family's limelight to pass before plotting other things..."

Jiang Pengji focused on the first sentence, "How big is the loss?"

Meng Hun said, "For such a good-looking war horse, a horse is worth seventy or eighty taels. This is the price of a legitimate racecourse transaction. If it is sold privately to a horse dealer, the price they buy is not like this. It will be reduced by 40% to 50%..."

"So cruel?" Jiang Pengji asked

"This is a relatively conscientious horse dealer. If you bully and don't know how to do it, you will be tricked even harder. War horses are different from others. If there are hidden injuries, they are worthless. Therefore, the price is more expensive, but private sales are also reduced... "Meng Hun sighed authentically, and raised his hand to caress the mane of a maroon war horse. His body is vigorous, and the muscles under the palm of his hand are tense and full of strength, which is fascinating.

Xu Ke made a mistake, sold it at a loss, and it was too risky to keep it in his hands. Even if he put it in the deep mountains, he would inevitably be found.

Jiang Pengji lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said, "I'll listen to you this time, anyway, it's just out of thin air, and we won't lose money no matter how we deal with it. In the future, we will always train riding and shooting. With them, at least we don't need to buy extra horses. It saves a lot of money…”

Xu Ke asked, "But if this is the case, someone will find their traces and suspect..."

Jiang Pengji's reaction speed was very fast. When she agreed to accept Meng Hun's opinion, she already had a plan in mind.

"It's not difficult to handle. I originally intended to move the training of trilogy from the farm to the mountains." Jiang Pengji said, "It's just not now. Let's find a way to hide these horses first. It doesn't matter even if they are exposed. There's no way what to do with me..."

As she said that, Jiang Pengji showed a very harmless smile, "After all, how can I, a noble son with no strength to restrain a chicken, run for more than ten miles, ambush twenty-eight of them, kill twenty-seven, and leave one alive? ...It is more credible to say that Meng Hun did it?"

The nerves at the corners of Xu Ke's mouth could no longer be maintained. When Meng Hun was not pulled into the group, you could bully him. Now that he is his own friend, why don't you keep bullying him like this? What is eye-opening is that Meng Hun actually thinks it makes sense.

"That's true. Ordinary people must think so—although Mr. Xiao Lang has martial arts skills, how can he compare with the servants that Meng has worked so hard to cultivate? These war horses are in your hands. You can say that you bought them from the black market." Bought from the dealer, how can Meng Shi get into trouble if he wants to settle accounts?" Meng Hun smiled honestly, if it was an ordinary person who told Meng Shi like this, it would definitely not be good.

But Jiang Pengji is not without support!

It's just a dozen or so war horses, the Meng family has no shortage, what they lack are steps!

What is missing is face!

Jiang Pengji's reasons made sense, Meng Shi dared to confront the Liu Mansion completely for the sake of twenty or so war horses?

"In this case, these horses will be raised in the mountains first.

However, their tempers are relatively strong, so it is best to find someone who has experience in raising horses, so as not to be injured by horseshoes. "Jiang Pengji made a final decision, and the smile on Meng Hun's face became stronger.

Twenty-seven war horses, how could he get one of them?

The maroon horse next to him is not bad, whether it's appearance or temperament, it all suits his appetite.

Seeing this, Xu Ke secretly rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache.

My husband killed and robbed me if I disagreed. Although the one who was robbed was the Meng family, and the one who was killed was also the Meng family, but the man was born noble, and there is no shortage of anything in Liufu on weekdays...why...why did he cultivate The style of a rogue and a robber like Lang Jun?

The same is true of Meng Hun next to him. He looked good before, but now he seems to be influenced by Mr. Lang.

No!

How long have these two been hooking up?

Affect speed also

too fast!

Xu Ke looked hopeless and watched helplessly as Meng Hun called for someone to come over and take the horses away.

"The food these war horses eat on weekdays should be different from ordinary horses, right?"

Meng Hun said, "Of course it's different, the food is more refined and more expensive."

The veins on Xu Ke's forehead were twitching. All these war horses were uncles who needed to be served.

"Oh, I hope the letter will be delivered to Mrs. Meng soon, otherwise, Mr. Lang will not be able to support him."

Xu Ke is in charge of the accounts, he is the clearest about the current financial situation, and he still has to rely on the support of the Liu family.

Now the entire trilogy, forty or fifty mouths, plus twenty-seven horses, are all counting on Meng's rice for dinner.

Meng Hun: "..."

Those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Perhaps, Meng Hun is not the only one who has changed, Xu Ke has also become more shameless.

The gentleman of their family is really poisonous!

"Feng Huaiyu, you are so hard to find."

Feng Jin was going to find Jiang Pengji in Japan today, but he didn't expect to hear a familiar voice just as he got into the carriage.

Open the curtain and take a look, hey, acquaintance!

"Wen Bin?" Feng Jin got out of the car, the joy of meeting an old friend flashed across his young face, "Why are you here?"

The two greeted each other, and Feng Jin entered the door welcoming the excellent-looking young man in the lake blue Confucian shirt.

"Isn't this about preparing for the assessment? I wanted to ask you to participate together, but I didn't expect your third brother to tell Yu that you came to Hejian with the fourth prince... It's not far away, so I just took a detour, maybe I can meet you. No, as soon as I entered the city, I saw you from a long distance."

The smile on the young man's face was brilliant, he was not as restrained and reserved as ordinary people, and his brows were full of vigor.

Feng Jin smiled wryly, "Wen Bin came just in time, so do Jin a favor."

"What's the matter?" Han Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Could it be that he was entangled by some enthusiastic lady, and he has no skills?"

After all, they were good friends who grew up together, and the two were the same age. Facing Han Yu, Feng Jin also let go of her usual prudence.

"Look at what you said, you are becoming more and more serious. I really don't know how Mr. Yuan Jing will teach you." Feng Jin patted the other party's shoulder angrily, and whispered, "The fourth prince prefers to linger in dusty places, but every time And call Jin together...it's really too much."

"Could it be...the fourth prince still has his eyes on Huai Yu's beauty?"

Han Yu had an indescribable expression on his face.

Feng Jin coughed and said in a low voice, "Of course it's not... Jin doesn't like to go to such a sensual place."

I don't like to go, but I was called to go over, I can refuse once or twice, and I refuse every time, and the fool knows something is wrong.

What's more, the Fourth Prince Wuma Jun is a little bit smarter than a fool. (To be continued.)