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Chapter 53 Spitting Blood With Anger! (5)
"How about stepping on the snow?"

"Treading snow..." Wen Cai's tone paused slightly, his eyebrows frowned slightly, doubts appeared in his eyes, if at first he thought she was just curious about the prices of other famous horses, but now... I don't know what she is going to do?
"Although Treading Snow is not as good as the previous famous horses, it is the best horse in our country. In comparison, the price of Treading Snow is a little cheaper. The top-grade Snow Treading horse only costs 400 taels a horse, and the average one is only 300 taels." Two [-] taels."

"How many snowshoes do you have?"

"Five thousand horses!"

All of a sudden, Cheng Yimo was speechless, his movements were very gentle, Suzaku and Qinglong also bowed their heads in silence, sitting and drinking tea with their eyes open and their noses open.On the contrary, Zhang Yuelu's nimble eyeballs kept moving around, looking at Cheng Yimo from time to time, and then at Wen Cai, the gloating in his eyes was very obvious.

There was silence for a moment, the atmosphere was low and oppressive, and a coercive pressure also spread in the air.

There were layers of thin sweat on Wen Cai's forehead, and he also felt inexplicably nervous. After a while, his mouth felt dry, and as soon as he picked up the teacup, he heard a cold voice.

"Treading snow five thousand horses, three hundred Wuya horses, one hundred red rabbits, one hundred sweat-blooded BMWs, plus that top-quality Wuya horse, the total adds up to 2606 million taels of silver, which is 1303 million taels of silver in half. , here is a bank note of 1303 million taels. Get ready, I will come to pick up the horse in three days."

Then I saw a bank note of the 'Wenji' banknote fluttering down on the tea table beside him.

"Bangdang-"

With a crisp sound, the top-quality pear blossom teacup fell to the ground, the tea in the cup splashed everywhere, and the delicate porcelain cup was torn apart, just like his heart that was broken into petals—it hurt so badly!

The phrase 'half price' cost 1303 million taels of silver——!
It's not over yet, though.

I saw another bank note of the 'Wenji' bank number drifting down.

The cold voice pierced the ears like a magic voice, "As far as I know, the Wen family has 100 local horses and 350 dyed stallions at the Riga Racecourse in Wangchuan. According to the market price, each horse is 1705 taels. 200 million taels, if folded in half, it should be [-] million taels, here is a bank note of [-] million taels, no change is needed.”

No more change!
"Pfft—" The scarlet blood rained down like rain.

The last sentence made third son Wen spit out a mouthful of blood in anger!

"Third Young Master!" The housekeeper exclaimed, and quickly stepped forward to support his body that was falling down in desire.

"Third young master, are you alright?" Seeing the young master's face pale as snow, the butler panicked and shouted, "Come here, come here, please doctor, please doctor—"

"No, no, no need..." Wen Cai waved his hand weakly, sat back on the chair with the strength of the housekeeper's hand, swallowed the blood that was about to burst out of his throat again, moved the corner of his mouth, and raised a far-fetched smile. And with a smile uglier than crying, he nodded to Cheng Yimo and the others, "I made everyone laugh."

After returning to normal, he gently pushed away the anxious butler, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and smiled casually, "It's okay, the weather has been hot recently, and I just got a little angry."

Zhang Yuelu wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, so his handsome face flushed, and he said in his heart: Nima is too good at talking!Get angry and vomit blood, how hot is this?
Cheng Yimo nodded seriously, "Well, red eyes, dry mouth and tongue are indeed symptoms of getting angry."

Dry mouth means that Wen Cai just kept tea.

cough cough!Who caused the red face?Who caused dry mouth? !

If it was someone else who made such sarcastic remarks, she would have been beaten so badly that she didn't even know her parents.Fortunately, Wencai is a gentleman.

Mr. Wen San smiled with a ferocious face, "Yes, yes, I will ask the butler to buy the medicine for the fire in a while, so as to reduce the anger."

Qinglong was afraid that his master would say something that would make people run away again, so before Cheng Yimo could speak, he hurriedly got up and said goodbye, "Since Mr. Wen San is unwell, we will take our leave first."

Wen Cai got up, hid his trembling hands behind his back, and pretended to stay, "It's rare for everyone to come to the racecourse, why don't you stay a little longer and see the other horses in our racecourse, after lunch..."

"Young Master Wen San is polite, we will come back in three days."

Wen Cai shook his head pretending to be regretful, "Since everyone is determined to leave, I won't keep you anymore. Xiao Wu, send some distinguished guests for the young master."

"Yes." The servant who was waiting on the side hurriedly led several people out respectfully.

After the figures of several people disappeared, the smile on Wen Cai's face also gradually faded, replaced by a look of deep regret.Thinking of the loss of more than 3 horses today, the feeling of regret is like a flood of absolute mention, surging through the whole body.

Countless gloom gathered in his chest, which was so stuffy and painful, "Pfft—" another mouthful of blood spewed out!

"Third Young Master!" The butler hurriedly stepped forward to support his crumbling body, and comforted him, "Third Young Master, you want to drive more, want to drive more! Don't hurt your body because of trivial things, don't hurt your body!"

The housekeeper knew that the third young master's money-lovers temperament was not inferior to his own master's in the slightest.I think when I was a child, a wild dog ran into the kitchen of the master’s house and stole a steamed bun. The third young master saw it and rushed up to fight the wild dog desperately, and managed to fish out half of the steamed bun from the dog’s mouth.Another time, the fifth young master gave alms to a beggar in front of the third young master. The third young master was so distressed that he didn't eat all day and night.Another time... oh, the third young master couldn't even part with half a steamed bun, and now he has lost more than 3 horses for nothing, and he has to kill half of his life!

Thinking of this, the housekeeper panicked even more, if the third young master had something wrong, he would die.

The butler's eyes were red with anxiety, and he racked his brains to think of something nice to say to him, to make him feel at ease, "Third young master, don't worry, it's just more than a million taels of silver, it's okay, our Wen family has a great career." Big, it’s not short of this little money. It’s okay to lose a few gold shops and restaurants, and the profits will come back after a few months..."

How many gold shops? !
How many restaurants? !
Wencai suddenly remembered, yes, there are more than one million taels of silver, and there are several gold shops and restaurants.If you use this money to open a gold shop and a restaurant, you will definitely earn hundreds of thousands of cars in two or three months. If you catch up with the peak season, you may even earn millions of taels.In an instant, Mr. Wen San's face turned pale again. After this calculation, the loss was more than 100 million taels.Money rolls money, profit begets profit...

"Pfft—" He spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Hey, hey! Third young master, third young master, what's wrong with you..." He still vomited without playing.

The housekeeper was in a hurry, "Master, please listen to the old slave's advice, don't worry about it, just treat the [-] horses as if they died of the plague..."

(End of this chapter)