A young man selling yellow sparrows at a market stall. He is handsome with sword-like brows and bright eyes, but has a long carmine-red mark like a scar stretching from his left forehead down his face. He sits cross-legged with a stalk of foxtail grass in his mouth. He prices small sparrows at six coins and large ones at nine coins. When Ding Baozhu stared at him, he glanced back and gave what appeared to be an eye-roll.
