I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 215 Buddha Jumps over the Wall

After listening to the opinions of others, Xia Qingdai opened her mind and finally decided to give her house a name full of oriental charm - Biluoju.

No one understood the directly transliterated name, and Xia Qingdai didn't care, as long as she liked it.

In order to celebrate the official name of her castle-like single-family mansion in London, Xia Qingdai decided to hold a picnic party.

By the way, let’s also take a look at how much impact her deviant anatomy behavior had on her social circle in the eighteenth century.

She got her results quickly.

After the invitation was sent out, apart from the neighbors, only the down-and-out poor aristocrats, bankers and nouveau riche and other dishonorable people responded.

The real aristocrats in London, such as the British princesses who showed kindness to Xia Qingdai before and the Earl Grosvenor who bought her two artificial diamonds, all declined her invitation.

Even the servant only brought back a message, not even a formal explanation.

There were also people in the neighborhood who refused to associate with her anymore, namely the Duke's family. Just because their family is the highest-status family among Xia Qingdai's neighbors and belongs to the royal family's social circle, they naturally follow the royal family's rhythm.

Xia Qingdai was a little surprised by this result. She also wanted to go to Buckingham Palace again!
But what was even more unexpected to Xia Qingdai was that the young man, Jean Montreat, who always played with Owen before, did not come to Biluoju's picnic party, while the arrogant green tea lady Helena sat alone. The carriage is coming.

Today she wore a gorgeous floor-length skirt embroidered with green branches and vines, which matched her style even better. She looked like a cup of refreshing green tea.

Xia Qingdai originally thought that this eldest lady would be the first person to cut ties with her. After all, she often rolled her eyes and pointed her nostrils at others. Look down on this today, look down on that tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, she said that she thought Xia Qingdai's approach was too cool. She did what she wanted to do regardless of other people's opinions. She was simply a role model for our generation.

She also called those ladies who were nosy and made irresponsible remarks about other people's behavior "clucking guinea fowls."

This ruthless adjective made Xia Qingdai laugh.

She could imagine that this girl who liked to be the focus of parties and attract boys' attention to her was probably fed up with other women's jealousy and malice toward her.

In order to express her appreciation for Xia Qingdai's deviant behavior, Helena gave a collection of paintings she liked to Xia Qingdai as a name change gift.

This painting is "The Enraged Musician" painted by the famous eighteenth-century satirist William Hogarth, which translates to "The Angry Musician".

The painting shows a classical violinist wearing a luxurious wig rehearsing at home, but is disturbed by the poor people outside the window.

These poor people include women shaking rattles, crying babies, boys playing drums, female singers shouting on the streets, people sharpening knives, and so on. In addition, there are barking dogs and screaming cats standing on the roof.

Just looking at these images, you can tell how noisy it was and how angry the musician in the meticulous wig was.

Xia Qingdai didn't know the value of the painting when she first got it, but she felt it was by a famous artist.

In order to express her gratitude to Helena, Xia Qingdai chatted with her for a while.

"Xia, is this your conspiracy?" After eating two large cups of modern ice cream, Helena suddenly said such a meaningless sentence to Xia Qingdai.

"Ah? What do you mean?" Xia Qingdai couldn't keep up with Helena's jumping thoughts.

"If you do this, you probably won't meet any respectable nobleman in London who dares to propose to you. Only the poor and the nouveau riche are likely to court you, but they are only after your money. In this way, your cousin Owen Maybe I will feel sorry for you." Xia Qingdai figured out the logic in Helena's words and then understood what she wanted to express, and couldn't help laughing.

She didn’t even know whether Helena was saying mean words to her because she liked Owen, or whether it was just because Owen was the only man who was not tempted by her charm, which aroused her desire to conquer and made her always hang on. On the lips, never forget.

"Is it important to be proposed to?" Xia Qingdai shrugged and replied disapprovingly.

Helena pondered for a moment and said a little uncertainly: "Keren always wants to get married."

Xia Qingdai smiled and said nothing, and Helena did not pursue the topic.

This girl really let herself go today. She came to the party without her parents, which completely exposed her snack food nature.

She must have not been fed by the tutor at home who was in charge of her upbringing before going out. At this picnic, she ate freely.

In the aristocratic social circles of the 18th century, it was assumed that unmarried girls were weak. In order to maintain their persona, girls usually behave very reservedly when visiting guests.

Helena was originally one of many such girls. She must have been chased by her family to feed her before going out.

But Xia Qingdai's food is too tempting.

The delicious ice cream, the oily, golden roast duck skin, and the hollowed-out strawberries as big as a basin, filled with tender tofu that was full of color and flavor.

The most delicious thing is a soup that combines delicacies from the mountains and seas, and is packed in the witch's big earthen pot.

It contains huge abalone, sea cucumber, fish maw and many other precious seafood, and is carefully stewed with countless mountain delicacies. The soup is mellow and delicious, and you can become an immortal in one sip.

Helena had thought about it many times. One day she would stand in front of the witch's earthen pot and drink all this magical soup from the East!

This dish is actually the famous Lingnan dish "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall" that Xia Qingdai bought from Hyundai.

What she bought was not freshly cooked, but frozen dishes that could be heated and eaten. A box costs more than three hundred yuan and contains six small cans.

Even so, in eighteenth-century England, where black cuisine was everywhere, it could definitely be used as the final dish at a banquet.

And the pot at today's banquet is more fragrant than the previous ones.

Because this is Xia Qingdai's purpose to make people regret not coming, and the freshly made version ordered from a five-star hotel costs more than a thousand per pot.

It was Xia Qingdai who gritted her teeth and made the decision after selling an imperial skirt.

Famous dishes prepared by famous chefs from China Five-Star Hotel are parachuted into the banquet of the Black Cuisine Kingdom UK. Isn’t this a dimensionality reduction attack? It would be strange if the people who attended the banquet were not obsessed with eating it and spread it everywhere!
And such a pot of "the best soup in the world" that is bigger than the swimming pool in Lilliput, Xia Qingdai can be divided into seven or eight portions, and put in large earthen pots that look like the soup made by witches in fairy tales to Lilliput.

In addition to the host at the banquet, even their coachman can taste it.

Xia Qingdai treats everyone equally and treats everyone who lives in Biluo today like a Buddha jumping over the wall.

In terms of spreading news, nobles are not as good as loud-mouthed servants.

If Xia Qingdai wants to spread today's delicacies to London, she needs these servants who love to brag and chat.