During their desperate search for Qian Cangyi, a man with a large beard approached the boy.
"Hello, how much is this hat?" The man's voice was low, as if something were stuck in his throat.
"Sir, twenty copper coins a piece, would you like to buy one?" The little boy put away the silver coins.
"Hmm.. I'll take one, I like this black hat." The man picked up the black round hat, "By the way, I only have a silver coin, can you break it?"
"Oh, I'm sorry sir, it's too large. Maybe you can buy a few more hats?" The little boy thought of the black-haired man who just passed by.
The bearded man didn't say anything. He just put the hat on his black hair.
At this moment, the boy realized something familiar about the man in front of him.
"I paid for this hat already." Qian Cangyi gave a light laugh, straightened his sleeves, and headed in another direction.
The little boy stood stunned at the entrance of the alley, he wanted to apologise, but Qian Cangyi was already far away.