I can find treasures in my dreams

At one o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhao Hengping and his family took a taxi and arrived at their new home, Yuewan Community.

The driver kindly helped to move the luggage, started the car and drove away.

Some people in and out of the community looked at the family curiously.

Most people's eyes were focused on the eldest daughter Zhao Xiaoying.

Because she was really too beautiful, no less than the female stars known for their beauty.

For such a beautiful girl, even women can't help but look at it a few more times.

Zhao Xiaoying felt the cold air and shivered: "It's so cold!"

Zhao Hengping tightened his coat and comforted: "Meteorological experts have analyzed that in about two months, the temperature in the middle of Daxia will rise, and it won't be so cold at that time."

Zhao Xiaoying curled her lips: "In another two months, summer will be over."

Mother Zhao Aixia said: "You are right, experts said that this year is indeed a 'year without summer'."

Zhao Hengping pulled up two boxes and said: "Let's go, we will be warm when we get home."

The family entered the community with their luggage.

Zhao Xiaoying followed her father closely, looking around curiously.

The whole community gave her the impression of only one word - old!

Although it was well maintained, the snow on the road was cleared, and there was no dirty or messy place.

But from many places, it can be seen that the community has been built for many years.

Zhao Xiaoying thought of the high-end houses in foreign countries and thought secretly: "Is our family considered to have fallen into the social class?"

It seems so.

After turning a corner.

Zhao Hengping pointed forward and smiled: "Building 12 is over there, and our family is Room 802."

Zhao Xiaoying looked over when she heard the voice. Her sight first swept across Building 12, and then locked onto a figure walking in front.

From the back, this is a man.

He wore a helmet, carried a large plastic bucket in each hand, and carried a large backpack on his back. This image looked a bit strange.

Zhao Xiaoying guessed in her heart: "Is it the courier boy?"

She knew that in order to maximize the use of resources, the logistics industry in Daxia was officially integrated, and all courier companies were merged into one.

The strange appearance of the other party made her think of the couriers who roamed the streets and alleys at the first time.

After a while.

The courier seemed to hear some movement behind him and looked back.

The front of this person was revealed. Because he was wearing a cold-proof mask, only a pair of eyes could be seen.

These eyes were very bright, and Zhao Xiaoying couldn't help but take a few more glances.

She was quite satisfied to see that the young man looked at her, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Hengping took the initiative to say hello: "Hello!"

The young man replied: "Hello!"

He suddenly asked: "Are you going to move to Room 802 of Building 12?"

Zhao Hengping was a little surprised: "How did you know?"

Zhao Xiaoying also widened her beautiful eyes.

The young man laughed: "What a coincidence, I am your neighbor in Room 702 downstairs."

Zhao Hengping said "Ah": "That's really a coincidence."

The young man put down two large barrels, making two "bang bang" sounds, and it was obvious that the barrels were very heavy.

He pulled down his mask and extended his right hand: "My name is Yang Fan, welcome to Yuewan Community!"

Zhao Hengping quickly shook the other person's right hand: "Thank you!"

Zhao Xiaoying glanced at the other person and commented in her heart: "He is quite handsome!"

The youngest son Zhao Xiaolong came to the bucket and asked curiously: "Uncle, what's in the bucket?"

Zhao Aixia touched her son's head and corrected him: "Call me brother."

She had already seen that the other person was about twenty years old, and it was not appropriate for her son to call him uncle.

Zhao Xiaolong corrected his mistake and quickly called out: "Hello, brother."

Yang Fan smiled and opened the lids of the two buckets: "For the sake of calling me brother, you can pick two fish."

The whole family was surprised.

The two large buckets were filled with fish of all sizes, and the weight was probably no less than fifty kilograms.

Zhao Xiaoying looked at the fish bucket, then at Yang Fan, and was amazed: "This man is so strong."

Zhao Hengping couldn't help asking: "Where did all these fish come from?"

Yang Fan pointed to the east: "That's the Lanjiang River, there are a lot of fish in the river."

Zhao Hengping suddenly realized: "The temperature is so low now, the river surface is frozen, it's probably not easy to catch fish."

Yang Fan said casually: "It's very simple, just chisel it open."

Zhao Hengping has some experience and knows that things are not that simple.

If it is really that easy, I'm afraid the fish in the Lanjiang River would have been extinct long ago.

The middle-aged man thought about it and said sincerely: "Thank you for your kindness, but we can't take your fish for free, let's buy it with money."

Yang Fan made a suggestion: "How about this, I'll give you two fish, and you buy two more, how about half the price?"

Zhao Hengping didn't have time to speak.

Zhao Aixia happily responded, "Mr. Yang, thank you very much."

Now that Daxia has fully implemented the rationing system, you can only shop at Daxia Shangtong. You can't buy more things even if you want to. Of course, she wouldn't mind if she had the chance to buy more fish.

Yang Fan waved his hand: "We are all neighbors. Don't be so polite. Just call me "Xiao Yang"."

He pointed to a fish: "This kind of silver carp has almost no bones and the meat is very delicious. I suggest you buy this kind of fish."

While saying "suggestion", he quickly grabbed a few larger fish with his right hand and strung them up with a rope.

Yang Fan weighed them with his hand and reported a number: "12 catties and 7 ounces."

He immediately took out a small tension electronic scale and hung a few fish on it.

"Ding!"

The electronic sound rang out: "12 catties and 7 ounces."

It was exactly right.

The family was stunned instantly.

Zhao Hengping gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"

Zhao Xiaoying looked at the electronic scale and then at the other party, and was a little impressed.

It turned out that the young man was a fishmonger. Judging from this trick, he must have been selling fish in the market for several years.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "I remember that the price of Daxia Shangtong is 8 yuan per catty, and half price is 4 yuan. You can give 50 yuan."

Zhao Hengping said quickly: "No, it's too little. I'll give 100 yuan."

Even a fool knows that for scarce materials, the official price is just a look, and you can never buy it if you really go to buy it.

If you buy it through private channels, you can't even buy it for 8 yuan, let alone 18 yuan.

The two sides bargained for a while and finally settled on 80 yuan.

Yang Fan said hello and left with two large buckets.

Zhao Xiaoying looked at the other person's back and suddenly had a wonderful feeling of seeing a "Daxia figure".

Zhao Aixia sighed and gave a good person card: "Xiao Yang is a good person."

Zhao Hengping agreed: "He is also a very capable person."