Cycling is faster than walking, and after riding for more than ten minutes, we soon arrived at the market that was designated for people to sell their goods.
After the reform and opening up, many people started setting up stalls to do business. People no longer had to get up early every morning to rush to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy whatever they wanted.
Shopping has become much more convenient.
I found a place to park and lock the car.
"Yueyue, there are a lot of people in the market, so you need to stick with me."
As noon approached, many workers who had finished get off work came to the market to buy groceries, so the market was quite crowded.
Wen Lingyue pulled Wen Xingyue back.
"Okay." Wen Xingyue had never been to the market before; she usually only shopped in the commercial street area.
The bustling atmosphere of the market is quite different from that of the commercial street. One is the lively atmosphere of life, full of vitality, while the other is the bustling atmosphere of a thriving country.
In a hurry to get home and cook, Wen Lingyue didn't linger and went straight to the fish stall.
"Buying fish?"
Wen Lingyue looked at several fish stalls along the way but couldn't find the fish she wanted. Finally, she stopped at the very last stall.
The fishmonger was a man wearing a straw hat that covered most of his face, and his stall was very clean.
Noticing someone approaching, the person who had been looking down slightly raised their head, revealing a sharply defined chin, but didn't dare to fully expose their face for fear of startling the person.
His voice was deep and hoarse.
"Do you have bream? You mean fish with few bones."
This fish has no bones, my sister will definitely like it.
Wen Lingyue asked around at the stalls, but no one had any, and she didn't know if this last stall had any.
"Yes, I do. Five cents a pound, want some?"
Wow, this guy's kind of aloof.
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