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Chapter 606 Cleaning this little thing

In fact, it is not just Zheng Qing’s time as an irresponsible student who is becoming increasingly difficult.
The most tense time now is the imminent Spring Festival.
As New Year's Eve approaches, Qingqiu Mansion, which is well-organized on weekdays, suddenly became busy. The fox maids were like butterflies after the flowers bloomed in spring, shuttled through every corner of the mansion, either cleaning or tidying up, trying to make this huge mansion look brand new before the New Year.
Magic is magic, but not omnipotent.
Especially like Qingqiu Mansion, there are many building complexes with forbidden magic areas and magic barriers inside and outside the mansion. Many places require maids to clean them themselves instead of simply using cleaning magic to avoid interfering with the exquisite and sensitive detection magic hidden in every corner of the mansion.
Of course, perhaps this also demonstrates another style of old-school wizards - compared with ordinary wizards who like to use magic to solve problems in everything, these families who focus a lot of energy on heraldic and history tend to use some less magical methods in small details of daily life to highlight their uniqueness.
mention different.
The old-school wizards use iron-gray walls, heavy stone pillars, towering steps and closed castles to declare their classical and conservativeness to the guests; radical wizards prefer to live in open and gorgeous street manors to express a vague attitude of resisting the "Regulations on the Management of Wizards' Behavior".
The group between the two, such as the younger generation of wizards from the old-school wizard family, had to make some compromise between family traditions and their own beliefs, trying to reconcile two different attitudes to life.
Just like Qingqiu Mansion.
This is not only a mansion with the classical beauty and closed attitude of old-school wizards, but also a gorgeous manor built on the street. It has the style of two schools of wizards through semi-enclosed fences and small gardens facing the street.
Correspondingly, it also has the troubles of two sects of wizards.
For example, the huge and complex buildings in the mansion are like dark and humid castles in Vienna or London. Given that the owner of the Qingqiu Mansion spends most of the time in the laboratory of the First University, many buildings in the mansion are closed most of the time, and only a small part of the functional areas are opened on weekdays.
This means that as the end of the year approaches, this mansion has a huge amount of cleaning work to be completed.
For example, the semi-open small garden, late winter and early spring - more than a week has passed this year, and there are only about twenty days left before Jingzhe - more and more flower sperm and grass sperm wake up from sleeping crypts and tree holes, followed the fragrance of flowers and came outside the Qingqiu Mansion, hoping to share a little bit of the breath of life.
This is not easy.
Because it was not the flowering period, the flowers blooming in the small garden were the result of the careful care of the fox maids using magic. Every flower in the garden had a guardian and did not need more elves.
"This is the seventh flower sperm you have brought back in the past few days."
Zheng Qing looked helplessly at the elf hiding in Boseidong's tail and hiding into Qingqiu Mansion, unable to hide his sorrow: "Didn't Su Ya tell you about the concept of environmental carrying out the environment in the morning?...I can't find more flower pots for your friends..."
"Jiji!" The little fox hugged the male witch's arm, swayed around, opened his eyes wide, looking pitiful.
The old father couldn't stand this cute look.
"Will she live in the cactus? The unflowered cactus."
Zheng Qing tentatively gave his advice. If nothing unexpected happened, the delicate little face of the thin flower sperm showed a disgusting expression, buried it in the little fox's tail hair, looking like he would rather starve to death than cactus, which gave the male witch the urge to throw her out of the mansion directly.
But after seeing the little fox's eyes, he had to pinch his nose and agreed, "Okay, okay... I remember that Zhang Jixin's family also has a small greenhouse in Tianmen Mansion in the town. In the afternoon, we went to his house to ask if he could even a flower for your friend... But I suggest you feed her some honey first, so that she will not weaken and die of weakness before finding the new flower."
"Jiji!" The little fox was so excited that he gently bit his finger.
Zheng Qing couldn't curb the gratifying smile that surged from the bottom of his heart, but he still tried hard to look straight: "Don't be too happy too early. Now, pick up your "Basic Potion Theory" and take advantage of the clear mind in the morning to memorize the part of the herbs that are 'raw and cooked' when making herbs... Otherwise, I won't take you out in the afternoon."
"Ji..." Bosaidong agreed weakly, his eyes quickly dimmed, and his ears drooped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
While the little fox was competing with the textbook, Zheng Qing also took Su Shijun's hand stick and found several professional books related to the production of talisman bullets.
It must be admitted that the professional books selected by Su Shijun for Zheng Qing contained much richer content than those books Zheng Qing had randomly searched for in school, and the knowledge was more systematic. Especially the book "Qingqiu Secret Method" involved in the talisman blocking technique is even more exquisite and breathtaking.
I don't know how long it took.
A burst of rapid footsteps interrupted Zheng Qing's thoughts.
Pick.
Su Ya hurried to the study with her fluffy tail, waving a rag in her hand.
"Do you a favor!"
She grabbed Zheng Qing's neck of clothes, without any request in her tone, as if a large manager, with a bit of showing off "I am busy with serious things": "The window on the second floor is too high, and no one can reach it. You are the only man in the mansion, so you can think of a solution!"
"Where is Sister Su Man?" Zheng Qing glanced at the pocket watch.
It has been nearly two hours since the little fox reads, and he really needs to move. He looked at the desk apologetically, but found that the little fox was still reading seriously and did not fall asleep secretly. He was very relieved.
"Sister Man has something to do, now I am the butler in charge of cleaning!" Su Ya stood up with her flat chest, looking very proud.
Zheng Qing vaguely remembered that Su Man just asked her to wipe the floor so that she wouldn't run around, but she didn't know why she could wipe the window. He suspected that other maids in the mansion wouldn't have to do such a hard work.
"Well, okay... Dongdong, follow it up and take a walk and rest."
Before Zheng Qing finished speaking, the little fox, who had been lying on the desk seriously and hardworking, jumped off the desk and jumped next to Su Ya.
The two little guys were shaking each other's eyes, their tails tangled around, completely ignoring the fact that there was a third person in the room.
"lead the way."
Chapter completed!
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