Age: My Small World

Chapter 440 White Horse
This morning, Yang Jun got up very early.

Or maybe it was still early in the morning, but he had already washed up and quietly went out.

After coming out of the house in Huyang Village, he passed by an old house not far away. Inside the house, there was an old wellhead with ice all around it. It was the entrance to the tunnel that had been discovered before.

The office was already aware of this place, but they did not destroy the tunnel. Instead, they made some reinforcements and added some security measures.

The tunnel is usually not known to the public, and maybe it will be used one day, but Yang Jun was the first person to know about it, so it cannot be hidden from him.

But he had no intention of going down. This place could lead directly to the black market, but it would be the same if he took a detour to the other side. It was not like he had a guilty conscience.

Since it was still around three in the morning, the weather was extremely cold, and he couldn't help but wrap himself tightly around the scarf his elder sister had given him.

He was wearing a gray cotton coat and trousers, which made him look quite bulky.

Fortunately, this kind of outfit is everywhere on the street and everyone is the same.

He was just not wearing a hat, otherwise no one would know what he looked like from behind.

His scalp felt numb from the irritation, and Yang Jun hurried into the black market street from the intersection.

To his surprise, he saw a familiar figure again.

Teacher Yang Zihua was wearing a slightly thin cotton coat, still looking furtive, hugging the thing tightly in his arms, and no one knew what good thing he had gotten.

Yang Jun's occupational disease struck, and he subconsciously used his mental power to scan and immediately understood.

"He's truly a diligent scholar. He's amassed a trove of economics books. I don't know where he found them from."

You should know that these books are not common in the country.

I remember he found a lot of books like this last time.

Everyone was quick to give up or even throw away the book, but he picked it up.

No wonder he had to be so sneaky and hide the book well. Otherwise, if those guys who like to patrol everywhere saw it, Teacher Yang’s career would be over, and he might even have to go to the farm for reform.

By the way, he had been ordered not to use the tunnel and had to write a letter of guarantee, so he had no way to go back through the tunnel, and the book collection had also been moved to another place.

Yang Jun did not meddle in other people's business, but walked to the livestock area in the black market.

This is an open space with a forest next to it, and some livestock are tied directly to the trees.

He arrived at the right time and met an old man who was leading his horse for breeding.

I don’t know who lit the four or five lights, but even though it’s dark around here, you can still see clearly here.

The horse is a mare, but the one being bred is a male donkey.

The offspring of the two is a mule, a kind of livestock that is commonly used in various places. Unfortunately, they cannot reproduce on their own. After all, the chromosomes given by their parents are different, so they cannot split even if they want to.

This is a very handsome white horse, and next to it is a gray donkey ready to go.

The white horse looked very unhappy and kept kicking with its hind legs. It seemed extremely reluctant to mate with the male donkey, and its resistance was very fierce.

Even when the old man made the rope very tight, almost completely strangling its neck, it did not give in at all.

Yang Jun didn't know if it was because his mental strength had become stronger, but he could feel the mare's despair and anger. It was as if a stunningly beautiful woman was being forced to mate with an ugly beggar. It was simply disgusting to watch.

In this situation, it would be strange if the mare was willing.

He frowned and watched for a long time, until blood marks appeared on the mare's neck, but the horse was still struggling.

Yang Jun couldn't stand it anymore.

"Old man, are you going to sell this horse?"

He walked over to the distraught old man and asked.

"Ok?"

The old man, who was anxious about how to pair the horse, was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand impatiently: "No sale, no sale."

Yang Jun knew that the old man probably wanted to let the mare give birth to a mule so that he could continue to raise it. Selling the mule would be much better than selling the horse. Besides, a young mare was not cheap.

Of course, Yang Jun had no idea whether the opponent's horse was his own or the public property of the team.

Even so, he continued, "I'll offer twice the price."

The old man, who was originally a little impatient, looked at Yang Jun hesitantly, as if he was looking at a fool.

"I really want it. Are you willing to sell it to me? With this money, you can buy two more mares and take them back with you."

He originally wanted to buy a cow, but ended up asking about a horse first.

But it was just a coincidence. He thought the white horse was quite extraordinary, and he couldn't stand this kind of forced behavior, even though both of them were animals.

It would be strange if the old man was unwilling to accept such a good offer. He hesitated and asked, "Do you really want to pay twice the price?"

He wondered if the man in front of him was playing a trick on him.

"We'll check it out now. Just bring the horse over to me."

"Don't bother with the breeding. The horse doesn't want to be bred anyway."

The old man looked at the cash that Yang Jun took out and no longer had any doubts.

He immediately found the donkey's owner happily and canceled the business.

The man who brought the donkey was relieved. If this continued, he was afraid that his beloved donkey would be kicked to death.

But this stubborn donkey just fell in love with the white horse and refused to leave.

The scene is like a toad that finally gets to eat the swan meat, but when it is at its mouth it falls to the ground and it has to watch the swan fly away.

No matter how reluctant the donkey is, it cannot resist the decision of humans.

Soon, the rope of the white horse was in Yang Jun's hands, and the old man happily counted the money and went to buy the horse.

Trading one horse for two horses is a big deal.

And Yang Jun also felt that he had made a profit.

He looked at the blood and sweat flowing down the white horse and rubbed his eyes for a moment.

"A Ferghana horse?!"

The emotion was not strangled just now, but the sweat it produced was bloody.

"Did I get lucky? But how did the Ferghana horse end up in the suburbs of the capital?"

Yang Jun swallowed, feeling as if he was seeing things in a fog.

But no matter what, the white horse is his now.

Seeing that more and more people were coming to the livestock market, he didn't look at them for long, but led the horse behind him and went to look for the cattle.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Yang Jun always felt that the white horse looked at him with a very gentle look, without any of the stubbornness from before.

It kept rubbing its head against Yang Jun's back, as if the change of owner had no effect on it.

No, it should be said that the impact was huge, because the new owner did not bring her to that ugly guy again.

Yang Jun didn't even use the spiritual water to tempt it, but it was already very obedient.

After patting the horse's head, Yang Jun quickly arrived at a temporary cowshed.

Compared to the white horses, the plain and unpretentious cows don’t have much to look at. The most they differ in size is strength or thinness.

In rural areas, feeding livestock is also a big problem. Many people do not feed them properly, so most of them are skinny.

(End of this chapter)