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Times are changing, and so are people.

In the past, people wanted to wrap themselves up tightly. As different cultures collided and merged, people's thinking began to change.

While war promotes hatred, it also promotes further development of science and technology.

In just one hundred years, humankind has developed rapidly.

Thousands of years of inheritance are not worth a hundred years of cultural exchange.

Walking in the familiar streets of the Republic of China, with the development of the times and the practice of Shanhe Sheji Tu, Butterfly easily adapted to the new environment of the Republic of China that was completely different from before.

In her own words, compared to the various modern technologies of Shanhe Shejitu, today's era is simply conservative.

"Haha!!!" Tilapia laughed, and openly put his arm on Butterfly's shoulders under the gaze of countless people.

The purple peony-tangled cheongsam has two thighs that are not too long, but are relatively tall and perfectly proportioned, looming in the slit of the cheongsam.

The red high-heeled shoes, which are completely different from the times, make a clicking sound that makes your heart beat faster every time you step on the road.

It was also a cheongsam, and countless people were dressed similarly. A pair of high heels that were far ahead of their time completely separated Little Butterfly from the others.

The height of the heel is far beyond the control of Chinese women in the current era.

Butterfly was small and had no choice but to reshape her body, so the girl could only step back from the high heels to make up for it.

Fortunately, she has achieved success in cultivation. It is very difficult for modern people to control the Hentiangao. To her, it is just drizzle.

The instep of the foot is almost in line with the calf, and the girl can still walk naturally without changing her expression.

Otherwise, given her height, it would be troublesome for Tilapia to put her shoulder on her.

"Sir, Madam, please come inside, we have high-quality..." The waiter enthusiastically introduced various ready-made clothes to the two of them.

Tilapia turned its head and looked at the new pet that had cost it hundreds of years and served it for hundreds of years.

pet.

Rabbits, koi, butterflies, including a few dragons, are considered pets here.

Butterfly knew this very well and had never had any inappropriate thoughts.

If you are a demon, you have a past that cannot be erased.

The cheap master kept saying that he wanted to learn from Xu Xian, wanted to learn from Cai Chen, wanted to learn... the sisters in the maid group talked about it.

In fact, so far, I have only studied Caichen and had sex with Arou a few times.

"The style of your finished product is too outdated, can you customize it?" Picking and choosing, Butterfly looked at the boy with a look of disgust on his face.

"Yes, yes, yes, of course I can, you two please come to the back hall." Butterfly has a dignified temperament, and the first impression she gives to the young man is that he is either an official wife or a wealthy lady.

After hearing this, I naturally didn't dare to neglect him.

In this time of war and chaos, ordinary people really can't afford to offend each other, otherwise they will really die.

Followed to the back hall, passed through two more doors, and soon came to a room.

"Mr. Liu, there is a lady who plans to order a cheongsam, please come and take a look." The boy first poured tea for the two of them, then ran out and shouted to a room in the yard.

The store design is very unique. It is the front door facing the street and is on the second floor.

Then there is a square courtyard, which is divided into the main house and a row of rooms on the east and west sides, which just form a mouth.

From the design point of view, the two-story building at the front is a store, and the one facing it is for entertaining guests. One side of the east and west wings is for living, and the other side is used as a warehouse and handmade clothing room.

"Master, I plan to design some cheongsams myself and wear them for you later." The girl said seductively with a smile without moving the teacup.

"It's up to you." Tilapia picked up the tea cup and drank lightly with a calm expression.

When he goes out for a walk with the butterfly, he just wants to dress up the pet. He can spare this little time.

Not to mention, sorting out the harvest and learning certain techniques for hundreds of years, I really want to relax and unwind.

I watched the little butterfly discussing the style of cheongsam with the old master, writing and drawing from time to time, and sitting in silence with a cup of tea.

After about a quarter of an hour, the two finally finished talking, and the old master handed over his hands and left the back hall and living room.

The master and servant left the deposit, agreed on a time to pick up the goods, and left the clothing store.

"Did you notice it?" Tilapia suddenly asked in a daze.

Pedestrians on the street were confused and subconsciously glanced at the tilapia.

Seeing that he was tall and resolute, and accompanied by a beautiful girl wearing bold clothes, everyone subconsciously averted their eyes.

Tilapia's height, clothing, and beautiful female companions can persuade many ordinary people away.

Height represents good strength, clothes and beautiful women represent power.

Now is a time of war, and killing is common.

Some powerful people care about the lives of ordinary people.

Butterfly frowned, recalled a little, and asked tentatively: "You mean, the smell on Tailor Liu's body?"

"Keep talking." Tilapia nodded and smiled encouragingly.

"It's very light, very new, so Lao Liu must have killed someone, and just in the past two days." Encouraged by his master, Butterfly lowered his voice and talked eloquently: "Not only the murderous aura, but also a sense of resentment, it should be the most recent one.

Contaminated for two days.

If my guess is correct, it should be that something dirty was encountered while disposing the body after the murder." After thinking about it, he added: "It should be a resentful ghost or something like that, and his moral conduct is average."

"Not bad, good analysis." Tilapia smiled, and the master and servant continued to walk around the city.

After custom-made clothes, Butterfly bought a few pieces of jewelry and a few packages of snacks before returning to an inconspicuous courtyard near the city gate.

The courtyard is not big. There are three rooms on the back, which are the main room, the living room, and one room is the kitchen.

Blue bricks and gray tiles are very ordinary.

The two sides are also divided into east and west wings, with two rooms each. Before Tilapia bought it, one side was a warehouse and the other side was a restaurant and servants' room.

That's right, he's a servant.

She is said to be a servant, but she is actually an average-looking young daughter-in-law in her early twenties.

According to information, the owner of the house has been married for more than ten years and has no children, so he spent money to buy a second house.

Unfortunately, a few years after buying the second house, he still had no children. Knowing that it was him, the man gave up on having children.

Tilapia wanted to buy a house. Hearing that he was selling a house, he decided to buy the house after some discussion.

The family of three got money and lived in the ancestral shop.

After returning home, Butterfly tidied up the things she bought. When she saw her master leaning on the bedside reading a book, she took off her gorgeous cheongsam and high-heeled shoes and put on relatively loose floral clothes, trousers, and cloth shoes.

With her fair and tender skin, the girl still looks out of place even if she puts on the simple clothes that ordinary people of this era would wear.

Smiling gently at Tilapia, Butterfly walked out of the room after changing her clothes, and soon she had a wooden basin in her hand.

There is warm water in the basin, and a rag soaked in the water.

Without using any magic power, I rolled up my sleeves to my elbows, squeezed out the excess water from the rag, and wiped the living room tables and chairs myself.

Although the tables and chairs looked a little shabby, they were clean and spotless.

In the bedroom, looking at the busy butterflies through the wide open door, the tilapia curled its lips without making any comments.

People in the maid group usually use various spells to clean the house.

Only a few, such as butterflies, like to do things by themselves.

It's not too much trouble. In their own words, they enjoy it.

After wiping the tables, chairs and benches in the living room, the girl wiped the non-existent sweat from her forehead and poured the used water in the corner of the yard.

Then clean the rag and hang it outside to dry, then put the cleaned tub back to its original position, and finally use the new tub to wash your hands with water.

Cleaning is complete only after the little hands are washed and the new tub is returned to its original position.

Walking towards the kitchen, the smell of rice soon spread.

Not long after the aroma of rice spreads, there is the sound of a spoon colliding with an iron pot.

"Master, dinner is ready." Fragrant white rice, three side dishes and a large bowl of soup were delivered to the restaurant, and then the girl returned to the main room to call for help.

After hundreds of years and nearly a thousand years of getting along with each other and serving people, I have become very familiar with it.
Chapter completed!