The smell of hay and beans, mixed with the sound of an egg cracking, a large black horse in the stable snorted happily and nudged the rough canvas tunic of its guard.,Only through those clear black-and-white eyes could one barely tell that he was a boy.,While both serfs and grooms serve their masters, the former face a much harder life. They are burdened with heavy labor and receive no wages, being exploited to death by their owners.。