"Two."
Price was not within Wen Lingyue's considerations.
The number of wrasse is small and they are not easy to catch, so they are more expensive than ordinary fish.
Three pieces.
Wearing a straw hat and with his head down, Zhao Jingping had an indifferent expression. He took a straw rope, grabbed two fish from the wooden basin, put them on the rope, weighed them with a hand scale, and reported the results in a low voice.
"Pack the shrimp over there for me too."
Wen Lingyue then noticed the large shrimp in the small basin next to her. The shrimp were of uniform size, and the water was very clear.
It's clear that the stall owner really enjoys preparing his fish.
Unlike the vendors at the next stall, whose water was murky and contained both dead and alive creatures, this stall was much better.
"Still five cents a pound." The voice was indifferent and flat.
"Yes, I want them all."
Wen Lingyue nodded slightly.
[This person is so strange. Why does he always wear a hat? And I sense a faint but unmistakable aura about his aunt entanglement with him.]
Wen Xingyue was observing the person wearing the hat from the side.
Wen Xingyue looked at Zhao Jingping in front of her. The man was wearing a black coarse cloth coat and a hat, so she couldn't see his face. She could only see his thin chin.
Half of his lips were open, and there was a scar at the corner of his lips.
When Wen Xingyue saw Zhao Jingping, she found his aura strangely familiar.
Upon closer inspection, it turns out to be somewhat related to Fang Yihan.
Although it's very faint, it is definitely there.
Zhao Jingping frowned slightly, his lips pressed tightly together, and the guests above him were saying some nonsense.
What is it about her aunt?
That's utter nonsense.
Zhao Jingping kept his head down, so he didn't notice that Wen Xingyue's mouth wasn't moving.
"Four pieces."
Zhao Jingping took a bag made of straw rope, put the shrimp in it, weighed it, and handed it to Wen Lingyue.
"Um."
Wen Lingyue sized him up, but he kept his head down, so she couldn't see his expression, and handed him the seven yuan.
He probably can't hear Yueyue's voice, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.
"Yueyue, let's go."
Wen Lingyue pulled Wen Xingyue and turned to leave.
She also knew who Wen Xingyue's aunt was: Fang Yihan.
I never expected that just taking Yueyue out to buy fish would lead to this kind of thing.
"Oh, oh." Wen Xingyue was pulled away, and before leaving, she turned her head to look at Zhao Jingping.
No, I need to go back and ask my aunt if she knows this person. Looking at her destiny chart, the entanglement between that person and my aunt is unusual.
Only after the people had gone far away did Zhao Jingping raise his hand, look in the direction Wen Xingyue and the others had left, and frown.
Even though the people had already gone far away, why could he still hear their voices?
Zhao Jingping frowned.
He's spouting nonsense about having an affair with her aunt; he doesn't even know her aunt.
"Brother Zhao, it's really a hassle to watch the stall for me. I might have caught a chill last night, my stomach isn't feeling too well."
Soon, a short man wearing patched clothes trotted back to Zhao Jingping's side. The man looked at Zhao Jingping and expressed his gratitude.
"This is the money from the sale."
Zhao Jingping handed the man the few yuan she had just earned from selling the goods.
He took off his straw hat, revealing a handsome and rugged face with a buzz cut, exuding a wildness. However, there was a two- or three-centimeter scar from the corner of his mouth to his chin, which added a touch of fierceness.
The man was in his early thirties, with a tall and upright figure, and could be noticed even in a crowded place.
"Thank you, Brother Zhao. Your fish and shrimp sell really well. Every time I bring them out to set up my stall, they are sold out very quickly. Recently, many people around here have asked me where I get my goods. I gave them the address of your fish farm."
The man took the few dollars. There was no shortage of wealthy families in the capital. As long as the goods were good, people would buy them even if the price was a little high.
He also got in touch with Brother Zhao by chance. Brother Zhao had his own large fish farm, and the fish were big, fat and good-looking. He bought some fish from Brother Zhao to sell at the market.
He is a fishmonger who has been setting up a stall in the market for many years. Many customers come to buy from him and find that his fish looks better than before. More and more people are buying from him, and he is always in short supply.
"Yes, thank you."
After hearing this, Zhao Jingping took out a few ten-yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to the man.
He was new to the capital and needed someone to help him open up the market.
He has already partnered with several restaurants, but the market vendors are also a significant sales channel that cannot be abandoned.
Today he came to the market to see how the fishmongers he works with are selling their fish.
I ran into Xiao Zhang, who suddenly had a stomachache, so I helped him sell some goods.
I never expected to run into those two strange girls.
"Hey, Brother Zhao, why are we talking about this?"
Xiao Zhang's smile became more genuine, but he didn't refuse and accepted the money.
"Brother Zhao, I would also like to order 100 catties of fish and 50 catties of shrimp."
"Okay, I'll prepare the goods for you tomorrow."
Zhao Jingping nodded.
"Do you know where the Fang family lives when they came back six years ago?" Zhao Jingping asked again.
"The Fang family? Six years ago, the Fang family that returned only lived in the southwest corner. Brother Zhao, are you looking for someone? I can help you inquire about them?"
Many of these people from the capital have returned. Xiao Zhang, who grew up in the capital, knows quite a bit about them.
Having received Zhao Jingping's favor, Xiao Zhang was also very enthusiastic.
"It's nothing, I was just asking."
Having received the answer, Zhao Jingping quickly left the market. Looking at the dark sky above him, he couldn't help but recall six years ago.
Six years ago, she left Dahe Village on a day just like this.
At that time, she was picked up and driven away in a car.
Six years have passed, and she is now thirty-three. She should be married by now, right?
I wonder how things are going. My child should be starting elementary school soon, right?
Now that I've come to the capital, I don't know if I'll be able to see her.
Zhao Jingping is not a sentimental person; over the years, he has long since buried his youthful feelings deep in his heart.
But today, I overheard the little girl talking about her aunt.
I couldn't help but recall when we were young, she excitedly shared with him that her older sister had become a mother and she had become an aunt.
As his thoughts raced through his mind, Zhao Jing felt a dull ache spreading through him, and his hands, hanging by his sides, clenched into fists.
Six years have passed, and I am finally able to come to the capital.
He just didn't know if he would have the chance to see her again in such a big city as Beijing.
Southwest corner...
...
Meanwhile, Wen Xingyue and Wen Lingyue quickly returned home.
"I'm back."
When the two returned, Wen Rushang happened to come back as well. Upon seeing his two younger sisters, he quickly parked the car, got out, and helped carry their things.
"elder brother."
"elder brother."
Wen Xingyue and the other person called out.
"Has Tingxiao not returned?" Wen Rushang walked behind his two younger sisters and entered the courtyard but did not find Huo Tingxiao.
"Huo Tingxiao has gone back to his unit. He'll pick me up tonight."
Wen Xingyue said.
"Tingxiao is going back to the army? That's good news."
Wen Rushang was surprised for a moment, then his eyes lit up with joy.
I'm happy for Huo Tingxiao.
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