Chapter 517 - 157: BMW_5
Why does it seem like I’ve been here before? Tonger mused to herself.
In fact, Jiang Li had never actually visited the East Market before, at most she had just passed by the entrance while she was with Xue Fangfei. However, the people here with their martial arts world aura were not unfamiliar to her, nor was she afraid of them. Xue Zhao had taken her to similar places before, and besides, everyone says there’s an insurmountable gap between the upper and lower classes. But upper-class people won’t remain upper class forever, just as lower-class people won’t be lowerclass forever. In the eyes of these people, she was an upper class person, but Jiang Li knew, deep down, she was still the daughter of a petty official from Tongxiang, no different from those around here.
Her gaze swept over the nearby stalls, but she didn’t see anything of interest and felt a bit disappointed. After all, it’s difficult for ordinary items to catch the eye of Old General Jih, and she had hoped to find some rare treasures here, but it seemed there was nothing interesting.
At that moment, suddenly, a whine came from not far away; Jiang Li looked over and saw a long table with a solid wooden post next to it. Tied to the post with several ropes were several foals.
The foals must have been born not too long ago because they couldn’t even stand properly. They were of various colors, but all were covered in a thick layer of dirt and mud, obscuring their actual appearance.
Jiang Li walked over to the owner of the foals, a middle-aged man who hurriedly stood up to greet her: "These are all newly acquired foals; miss, why don’t you pick one to raise? They’re very well-behaved."
Bai Xue and Tonger exchanged glances. There was a stable in the Jiang Residence, and the mares there often gave birth to foals – there was no need to buy them here. Yet Jiang Li actually bent down, holding up her skirt, and began to pick and choose among the group of foals, pointing to a small one: "I want this one."
Everyone turned to look at the foal she had chosen. It was a small foal with bright eyes, which seemed especially tiny among the other horses, and it was covered with mud crusts and looking filthy.