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Reaching this place, my heart immediately relaxed. I even looked at the stall, preparing to buy some food to cook the hotpot.

I was grabbing a handful of vegetables, ready to let the hawker weigh them, when I felt someone pat me on the back.

I turned my head and saw that it was a middle-aged man, not very tall. He wore round sunglasses and a long cotton jacket with beads hanging from his neck