"Boatman, is there a silk warehouse or a clothing shop on the island?" the nobleman asked.
The boatman replied, "I'm afraid there's nothing of that sorts on the island. There is a philanthropist, though, who opened a charity shop. Usually, if someone fell into the lake, they can change their clothes there."
After the boat touched down the shore, the nobleman went straight to the charity shop and Ye Jiayao followed him aimlessly. Her delicious meal plan depended on him, so naturally, she followed him closely.
It wasn't long after before the nobleman had transformed into an average civilian dude in yellow linen clothes. Since he has long legs, the pants were too short for him. The cropped pants look was too hilarious, Ye Jiayao couldn't stop laughing uncontrollably after seeing him.
The son of nobility was terribly disgusted. "What a terrible charity shop! It costs 500 grams of coppers just to get this ragged clothing," he said depressingly.
