Standing in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling mirrors, Blarney, the barber, once again surveyed his face: a short black wig, a shaved chin, shirtless on the top, and a short loincloth on the bottom, no different from most middle-class Egyptians.

The large silver mirror cost Braney almost half a year's savings, but as a barber, he still felt that it was worth selling - because at least half of the other barbers in the city had bought it, and if he still didn't buy it, he would be seen as outdated and cheap, and the trendy customers would stop patronizing his shop - not to mention, such a mirror would really help him in his profession.

In ancient Egyptian civilization, the barber was a mid-range profession that was neither noble nor lowly, but indispensable.

-- The ordinary barber who is not well-known usually has to work day and night, carrying a heavy toolbox every morning, walking into the city or market town with the stars, and then squatting in an inconspicuous corner waiting for business--because it is difficult to get a good stall--if no one comes, he has to walk through the streets and shout everywhere, and at the end of the day he is so tired that his hands are broken, but he can barely feed his family.

Others have accumulated some fame and have some senior barbers with regular customers, such as this Blarney barber, who can build their own barber shop in the downtown area, and then sit in the shop and wait for customers to come to the door, and the fee level is much higher, so they can live more comfortably.

But this is still far from the private barber of the aristocracy and wealthy merchants, who can spend most of their time leisurely by serving a few masters each day. But you can live in a luxurious mansion with your master, and the salary and rewards are absolutely satisfying.

At this moment, the sharp-eyed barber Blarney noticed. Not far from the opposite side, two nobles dressed in fancy costumes and embraced by the servants were staring intently at their shop, pointing and pointing from time to time, as if they were talking about something.

Well, it must be some noble person who has taken a fancy to my craft. Want to recruit me as a private barber? Blarney thought expectantly.

Unfortunately, although the two nobles pointed out his little barbershop for a long time, they never wanted to come over for a haircut.

“…… Alas. Don't be cranky, it's evening, take another business and go home! If there are still guests to visit. ”

Although the sun was slowly setting in the west, Blarney still hoped that he could be able to disperse before the market dispersed. And then make today's zuihou a business.

-- Due to the poor lighting conditions in ancient times. The price of lamp oil and candles is too expensive, so barbers generally do not go to work at night.

Then, Blarney finally waited for a regular customer, and with the smell of perfume, a young woman in a "Chunik" colored cloth tube skirt floated in, with a basket full of all kinds of knick-knacks, as if she had just returned from shopping.

“…… Welcome, Mrs. Sabab, your beauty is still as delicate as a flower. Is it still the same haircut today as it used to be? ”

“…… Oh. I don't have to, my hair has only recently been shaved. It hasn't grown yet! The hair on the armpits was also cleaned. ”

The young woman, Mrs. Shabab, replied as she took off her wig from her head, revealing a head as smooth as an egg, "...... It's just that the hair underneath hasn't been shaved for a long time, and I can't clean it myself, which makes people a little itchy...... Please shave them all! ”

“…… Haode, please take off your clothes and sit down on that chaise longue. Blarney pointed to the open-foot checktable next to him.

“…… Yo, what a delicate recliner! Is this your new purchase? Lady Sabab curiously touched the leather skin of the open-footed inspection table," ...... It's extravagant, it's a chair made of metal! Could it be ...... The goods that the 'Divine Messengers' brought in? ”

“…… That's right, I bought it from a shop in the palace. Blarney, the barber, nodded and replied, "...... It didn't really cost much......"

-- After the cross-time wormhole was opened, in order to find out the market demand of ancient Egypt and even the ancient Mediterranean civilization, in addition to porcelain, silk and munitions, Wang Qiu and his team also carried a lot of messy goods. Among them, there are daily necessities such as soap, matches, and knives, as well as children's toys such as xylophones and yo-yos, and even some sex toys such as divine oil and dilators...... Due to the huge difference in the concept of the times, a considerable number of things ended up in the warehouse and no one cared about them, but there were also many things that were discovered by the Egyptians for new uses.

For example, this one, which was originally a gynecology open-foot examination table (in fact, you may see more of it in Japanese pornography), was discovered by the barber Blarney to be useful when shaving customers, so he took advantage of a backlog of goods to be sold at a reduced price.

Of course, at this time, Mrs. Shabab had never seen a Japanese pornography, and naturally she would not have any evil associations with the open-foot checktable, so she just looked at this thing curiously, and took off the only tube skirt on her body very neatly, and lay down on the open-foot checktable naked...... But before the barber could do anything, Mrs. Sabab suddenly remembered something, and quickly sat up from the open-foot examination table, separated the two petals of her vagina with her fingers, and pulled out a tampon stained with blood and stains from it, and threw it on the ground outside the door, and then lay back down.

-- In order to promote physiological hygiene, relieve the troubles of ancient women during menstruation, and also want to open a new market, Ma Tong smuggled a lot of toilet paper, sanitary napkins and tampons from modern shijie, but to her surprise, because ancient Egyptian women did not have the habit of wearing underwear at all, at most they wore a skirt and went out bare-buttocks, so sanitary napkins could not be sold at all - since there were no underwear, sanitary napkins would have no place to pad, and they could not be used at all. On the contrary, there are insertive tampons, and some Egyptian women who love cleanliness are willing to buy and use them, and there are merchants who buy tampons in bulk one after another. Trafficking to surrounding tribes and cities...... So now I just sell tampons.

When Mrs. Shabab had finished her personal hygiene, she climbed up to the open-foot checktable again, and lay down on her back. Blarney, the barber, secured her legs with leather buckles. Then he adjusted a metal rod to spread her legs widely, so that her lower body was completely exposed, and then it was found that Mrs. Sabab's crotch was already hairy, and indeed it was as lush as a wheat seed.

“…… Alas, ma'am, your weeds have grown tall! If you don't clean it up in time. I'm going to be ridiculed as a barbarian! ”

Blarney then brought out a basin of water and a towel and carefully scrubbed Mrs. Sabab's hairy crotch. Then he turned and opened a tool box containing a bar of soap, two safety razors, and a row of replacement blades.

-- These safety razors are also miraculous goods that the "divine messengers" have trafficked from another shijie. Ever since he bought them, Blarney had kept the bronze and flint knives of the ancestral wooden handles that were dull and unwieldy. It's all in a corner -- for the barber. Bronze and flint knives are either too blunt or too dangerous, barely acceptable when shaving the head, and very difficult to shave the lower body, often not clean. Therefore, after shaving the hair of the customer several times, the barber has to take out a large tweezer and face the sun to pull out the remaining hairs one by one, which also makes the customer cry his teeth and mouth in pain...... What's worse is that. In case the shaving master is a beginner, not a good craft, or happens to be out of shape today. Then the guest's lower body is likely to be cut bloodstained, and it is even possible that the wound will die due to infection!

Comparatively speaking, the safety razor of the modern shijie is much easier to use - it is a clean shave, and it is not easy to break the skin and bleed.

However, after the advent of this safety razor, because they no longer have to worry about cutting themselves to the ground, many people have started to shave and shave in their own homes, and no longer go to the barbershop, so that the barber Blarney really loves and hates this new device.

Brani picked up the soap, sprinkled some more water on Mrs. Sabab's crotch, and began to lather her in circles and spread the soap bubbles evenly over her entire vagina and anus, before carefully shaving with a razor, from top to bottom, front to back, even from her pink crevices...... As the razor glides over and over again, more and more of the skin begins to be exposed to the air.

“…… Alright, that's it...... Take a closer look at what you look like now! Madame, it's really beautiful. ”

After removing a handful of hairs near her anus, Blarney wiped off the remaining soap foam with a damp towel, applied a special ointment to care for the skin, and then untied the leather straps to free Mrs. Sabab from the open-foot examination table, while holding a small mirror to her private parts, through which she could see her new pink and clean image of her otherwise overgrown thighs.

Lady Sabab touched her smooth crotch, expressed her satisfaction, threw Blarney a few coins, and walked away.

And the barber Blarney, after finishing another business in a good mood, turned his head to look, only to find that the two nobles who had been watching the barber shop not far away had long since disappeared, and the whole market was about to end.

“…… Alas, it seems that I am self-inflicted! Those nobles don't seem to take me seriously at all! ”

Sighing a little melancholy, Blarney was about to pack up and go home, when a chubby middle-aged black man suddenly walked into the store, seeing him naked, naked, with empty hands and bare feet, and as soon as he entered the door, he rudely shouted, "...... Hey, barber, shave all the hair on my body, on my head, on my beard, on my armpits, and on the underneath it...... Hey, did you hear that?! ”

“…… Ah, sorry, guest. Blarney replied, "...... I'm just wondering, where the hell is your money? ”

“…… Belch...... Can you keep my account first? The black man asked, looking at his clean, slippery body, touching his nose.

“…… I'm sorry, my guest, but we don't take credit for anything...... "Blarney refuses with regret."

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“…… Hehe, it turns out that the barber in Egypt is also in the shaving business? Fortunately, there are no candid shots this year, otherwise it would be really choking! ”

“…… No way. Miss Graus, you can't live in this part of Egypt without shaving. Otherwise, lice alone will be terrible......"

is not quite the same as Wang Qiu imagined, for the shaving itself, Jane. Miss Grauss did not have any serious objections.

-- In fact, many Western women have the custom of shaving their pubic hair for reasons of physical hygiene, and girls who have just come of age have a razor in the bathroom, and they usually have to shave their hair after each bath. According to the opinion of some European and American doctors. A hairless vulva will become clean and cool, which greatly reduces the chances of bacterial breeding infections among women who shave their hair regularly. The chance of developing vulvar infection and inflammation is very rare.

On the contrary, East Asians and Arabs have traditionally not shaved their genitals, which, combined with heavier clothing habits, has always made the pubic area damp, stuffy, and unclean. It is very suitable for the growth and reproduction of various germs. This leads to frequent inflammation of the vulva.

Of course, it is indeed a little difficult for Jenny to accept such an unscrupulous thing as a female guest opening her thighs naked in front of a male barber.

The two chatted like this, and returned to the palace in a sedan chair. According to the schedule, Jihua should send them back next.

However, the vampire True Ancestor Queen Margaret and her daughters have different ideas.

In a secluded corner of the palace, Margaret sat quietly on a marble balustrade. Looking at the sunset over the sea from afar.

Due to the vampire clan's natural fear of the sun, Wang Qiu took Jane around the streets. When inspecting the current situation in Alexandria, the three vampire Lori can only stay bored in the shady palace, and only dare to come out to breathe at dusk when the sky is dark.

Under the red sunset, the rolling waves crashed towards the shore, hitting the reef and the embankment again and again, and the silver foam quietly receded again and again. It forms a magnificent and mysterious golden picture, which is so gorgeous that people can't take their eyes off it. Flocks of seagulls fly by in the tide and the sea breeze, making a pleasant chirp...... It is like the most simple natural music slowly playing, soothing the restless mind.

Looking at the lonely figure of the vampire queen alone looking at the sunset on the seaside, Wang Qiu hesitated slightly, but still went up to urge.

“…… Miss Margaret, come with me, Miss Jenny is waiting next to the wormhole! ”

“…… Don't be in such a hurry! Young man, please listen to me patiently, okay? ”

In the face of Wang Qiu's urging, this blonde vampire Lori, who had very young teeth, just smiled slightly and said in a flat tone.

At the same time, on her rather childish and delicate little face, there seemed to be a sudden flash of long-suffering melancholy and vicissitudes.

“…… Do you know? Growing up, I spent my life in prison after prison - first in a Romanian welfare home, then in a German dungeon for a psychopathic sadomasochist, then in the Emperor's harem in the magical Shijie, where Zuihou was placed under house arrest for life by the Vampire Hunter Society......

From birth to the present, I, the so-called vampire True Ancestor, have always been repeatedly switching hands between different jailers, and have never tasted a day of freedom. Even such a thing as attacking passers-by to suck blood has to be tied to a transmitter, according to the script written in advance, and carried out under the direction of the vampire hunter, not a moment is not under surveillance, and there is not a day of life that is not planned by others...... Although I also know very well what a shock it will have on this shijie if an outlier like me rashly appears in the public and behaves mishaps. And Miss Jenny, who is in charge of personal surveillance, has actually been nice to me all along, but such a long prison life still makes me feel extremely tired and miserable, almost having a nervous breakdown, and I can only anesthetize myself by playing games and watching anime - if it weren't for the sake of my two daughters, I am afraid I would have gone crazy a long time ago......"

At this moment, the clouds in the sky are dyed crimson in the setting sun, and half of the red sun in the distance has already fallen into the water, and the twilight is gradually rising, and the sea breeze is cool. The hustle and bustle of the day has returned to the tranquility of twilight, and people can't help but feel a faint sadness and remembrance in their hearts.

“…… It wasn't until last night, for the first time in my life, that I was able to spread my wings and fly freely in the night sky with my lovely children, overlooking this wonderful ancient city at my feet, without anyone watching me and without a transmitter strapped to me...... This feeling of happiness is truly unforgettable......"

Margaret's tone seemed to be happy, but in fact it was full of sadness and sadness, which made Wang Qiu feel a little soft-hearted.

Speaking of this, she jumped off the railing, made a ninety-degree bow like the Japanese, folded her hands, and bowed her head deeply towards Wang Qiu, "...... Please, Mr. Wang, let me and the children stay here and enjoy a few more days of freedom! ”

So, in the evening of the same day, the female vampire hunter Jenny. Graus had to walk through the wormhole alone and set out on his way back to London.

-- In the same night, in the city of Alexandria, a number of cases of disappearances of underage girls broke out, and the murderers came and went without a trace, which caused countless rumors for a while. Fortunately, the missing young daughter Zuihou was all recovered by the royal guards, and she was not visibly injured except for her pale and haggard face...... (To be continued......)