The man pointed excitedly at the pale gold horse and the black horse, "Amazing, amazing, they're actually Ferghana horses!"
The waiter only knew these horses were good, mainly because they looked extraordinary, but he didn't expect them to be this good, since Ferghana horses were just legends in Great Chu.
The waiter specifically called this man over to see if this deal could be made.
Gao Shan sat at the door, chuckling, "You've got an eye for things. These are genuine Ferghana horses, brought from the Western Regions, worth a fortune."
Niu San himself was a horse trader. In the early years, he had once seen a Ferghana horse in the capital, and the noble elegance, slenderness, and strength of such a horse left an indelible impression in his mind, never to be forgotten.
He knew Gao Shan's words were no exaggeration. Even ten thousand taels of gold couldn't buy such a horse.
To own such a horse meant that the owner must be extremely distinguished.
