At this time, Puli was still struggling over whether to call Yunrong "little boy" or "Grandma Yunrong". When she heard Hecate's voice, she quickly looked up and said "oh".
But she still asked Yunrong what she thought.
Yunrong said happily, "As long as it's given by Hecate, I want it."
Hecate said quietly, "One skirt, 100,000 gold coins."
Puli & Yunrong: “?”
Hecate chuckled: "Just kidding."
Yunrong hit Hecate and said, "Bad guy!"
Puli: “….”
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Led by Puli, the two quickly arrived at a children's clothing store.
Due to the abolition of noble titles, the land acquisition law, the industrial law and the law for private merchants, the tax exemption policy, etc., the business and manufacturing industries in Ians and the country are now injected with great vitality.
In the past, only nobles could afford exquisite clothes, but now many common people can afford them, but they still need to spend a lot of salary.
After all, industrial reform is still in its first stage and labor costs are still very high.
Priya quickly picked out a few sets of children's clothes for Yunrong and asked her to try them on. Then she picked out one for Hecate and said, "You try it too."
Hecate was speechless: "I don't need to buy clothes."
"How long have you been wearing this set of clothes given by the academy? Can't you change it?"
"I can change it, but I think I need to change into a dress that doesn't look like a cake."
Priya smiled with interest and asked, "Why not?"
"Well, it undermines my dignity." Hecate said seriously.
Pri almost burst out laughing and said, "You're not Betty, you don't need those things."
Hecate rolled her eyes, folded her hands, and simply refused to cooperate.
Pri leaned down and whispered something in Hecate's ear.
Hecate raised her eyebrows and said, "You are quite willing to sacrifice yourself just to see me wear this cake dress."
"Hmm? No?"
Hecate smiled and said, "It's just a change of clothes. It's not a big deal."
Priscilla picked out a dress that suited Hecate's style, handed it over, and said with a smile, "Go ahead. I think you will shine with a different charm when you put on this dress."
Hecate took it. It was a black dress decorated with many silver stars. If you must say it, it was not a princess-style cake dress, but a mysterious Gothic Lolita style.
"If I wear this kind of skirt to fight, I think my enemies will die of laughter." Hecate said.
Puli was speechless: "Who told you to wear this kind of skirt to fight?"
Hecate smiled and went into the dressing room with the skirt.
After a while, Hecate came out. Although this kind of skirt was troublesome to wear, she was a magician after all and could use magic tricks, so it was no big deal for her to help her put on the skirt.
The black-haired girl looked ahead calmly, her fair face as delicate as a newborn baby, her waist-length jet-black hair sparkling with luster, her delicate and pale face matched with her petite figure, and the black Gothic-style skirt matched with delicate silver star ornaments, making her look like a mysterious black swan.
However, no matter how mysterious and beautiful it is, this dress is just a child's dress. It looks perfect on Hecate, which means her figure, that's all.
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