Old Horse was lucky that he was found before he made any lifelong commitments to the brown female horse. Meng Jingzhou paid the fees and took away Old Horse and his carriage.
"No, no, no, You don't have to pay this much for a stable stay," the stable boy pushed back.
"Don't you want the feed money? I assume you want it," Meng Jingzhou was confused. Old Horse had already finished the high-quality feed brought for him, and Meng Jingzhou thought Old Horse had gotten so hungry that he had started eating the ordinary feed.
The stable boy shook his head: "Your horse didn't eat anything."
"Huh?" Meng Jingzhou was in the dark. He stroked Old Horse's mane and asked, "Have you been fasting?"
Old Horse snorted but didn't answer.
How could a horse talk?
Meng Jingzhou menacingly threatened: "If you don't answer, there will be no more feed for you!"
After a long standoff between man and horse, Old Horse still didn't answer, and Meng Jingzhou conceded defeat, guessing what was happening.