By Han Fei
Bo Le had falcon eyes for horses.
Man whom Bo Le respected not, taught he him the detecting of steeds, which were nonetheless as fresh as charged by lightning, having endured races and rushes thousands of miles.
Man unto whom Bo Le had respect, gave he him the weights, against which comparative merits among mediocre horses are measured.
For dragon-like steeds are but heaven born, the market for which is like unto still water, he who scouts for them is to render his treasure dried.
While the supply of normal horses is all but unending as the flow of river, steady and hasty demand for stronger ones boosts turnover, and the trade proves to be fairly promising.