I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 223 Extreme weather at the end of the century
A hurricane caused summer temperatures to plummet by more than ten degrees.

But when it comes to being cold, it's far from being cold. Staying indoors means wearing a long-sleeved robe over your skirt.

At this time, the storm was raging outside Biluo's window, while everyone inside the window was leisurely making tea around the stove.

There are two completely different worlds inside and outside the window.

Although due to the dual effects of the Industrial Revolution and the colonial tea gardens in India, tea at the end of the 18th century had already entered the homes of ordinary people in Britain.

But tea paired with Oriental porcelain and Oriental tea ceremony is still a luxury that ordinary people cannot afford.

Owen would never have performed such an elegant tea ceremony before. After all, he did not have such good material conditions before inheriting Fucui Villa.

But things are different now. With the "god" Xia Qingdai, everything is possible.

Isn’t it just a tea ceremony? It’s simple!
Xia Qingdai doesn't know how to do it herself, but in the 21st century where information is so developed, she doesn't need to know how to do it herself, as long as she can search.

There are videos of everything on the Xiaopo website, including the tea ceremony. After careful selection, Xia Qingdai downloaded several tea ceremony videos, and then used her mobile phone as a home theater to show them to Owen.

It doesn't take long to study, and the extremely smart Owen has mastered the essence. Now when I make tea, I have the demeanor of a scholar from the Chinese Song Dynasty.

Xia Qingdai sat and enjoyed the harvest, quietly waiting to be fed.

Today's wind and rain have kept everyone indoors, so they have to burn incense and make tea to pass the time.

Lawyer Henry naturally had no way to go out to work in the law firm. At this time, he was sitting in a corner of the living room, quietly reading his law books.

Mrs. Henry is Biluoju's de facto housekeeper, but she rarely has time to stop and seems to be busy all the time.

In order to pay off his debts, William was officially hired as a butler by Biluoju, so he rarely sat with everyone to drink tea and chat.

Although he was delayed in treatment by quack doctors and had a section of his leg amputated, after being fitted with a prosthetic limb, he was still a good and resolute young man.

In addition to the second son James, who is still studying in college, the Henry family has a little girl named Connie who is the most carefree. She is currently next to Xia Qingdai, watching Owen making tea with starry eyes like the latter.

Caroline, who was inseparable from Connie every day, was no longer in the living room. Instead, she went to the bedroom where old Mrs. Irving lived to take care of and accompany her mother.

Old Mrs. Irving could not leave her bedroom in such weather. All kinds of ailments would come out to torture her, among which rheumatism was the most serious one.

Xia Qingdai's medical skills literally saved her life, and she is now the most loyal supporter of "Miracle Doctor Xia".

For Mrs. Owen, who was very cooperative, Xia Qingdai was also willing to perform cupping and acupuncture to relieve her pain, just as practice.

Jane sat by the window holding a book and had been staring at the rain curtain in a daze for a long time. She didn't know whether she was thinking about the Irish young man who had left London, or whether she was worried about her family in the country.

Not far from Jane's side is the tutor hired by Henry's lawyer for Connie. At this time, she was sitting at the piano, playing the piano for everyone to relax.

The storm showed no sign of letting up. After Irving distributed tea to everyone, he looked at the pouring rain outside the window for a while, and then suddenly said: "Based on the amount of precipitation so far, the streets may turn into rivers by tonight's evening. "

Connie was startled by Owen's statement: "Cousin Owen, are you saying the Thames will burst its banks?"

Owen said "hmm" and frowned slightly.

Xia Qingdai was not in a hurry, holding the tea cup and slowly tasting the tea soup.

If this storm really caused a flood, she couldn't control other places, but she could still protect her own one-third of an acre of land. But others don't have Xia Qingdai's calmness.

Because of Owen's flood prophecy, all the servants in Biluoju were called together by Mrs. Henry and William and began to move the food in the cellar like ants.

Everyone is afraid that the flood will directly submerge the cellar. It doesn't matter if the farm tools and sundries inside are submerged, but food is absolutely not allowed.

Although Xia Qingdai was confident, she did not stop the servants from being busy.

During lunch break, she returned to Fucui Villa.

David, the dedicated butler, manages the place and there is no trouble.

Although it was windy and rainy, the castle remained strong.

Xia Qingdai disappeared and shuttled around every corner of the castle, busy picking "incense" everywhere.

The worse the weather, the more devout people pray.

Every time Xia Qingdai breathed in, she could inhale a full breath of incense, which was not to mention how refreshing it was.

After inspecting the castle, Xia Qingdai returned to her room, lifted off the quilt, climbed into bed, and had a good sleep first.

Maybe she will have to run between two places tonight to be the savior of her two castles!
Sometimes Murphy's Law is very mysterious. The more you fear something, the more it will happen.

When Xia Qingdai was sleeping soundly, there was a dense sound coming from the pillow, as if a group of people were chanting in her ears.

She took a sharp breath and woke up from her sleep. Only then did she realize that those voices were not her hallucinations, but real prayers that existed in her ears.

Of course I can't hear the specific content of the prayer, but I guess I know what people are praying for at this time.

She lifted the quilt, walked to the window, opened the velvet curtains and looked outside. Oh dear, the village road in front of the door has been flooded!

Fortunately, she had already demolished the dilapidated houses in Fucui Villa. Now, from the farm servants to the tenants of the Villa, they live in brick villas that she built with her own hands.

The most dangerous thing is the cabin where ranger Peter lives. This is a mini-house that Xu Yan gave her before. Xia Qingdai used expansion screws to fix it to the edge of the oak forest.

After Xia Qingdai arranged villas for the tenants, she used this small wooden house to replace the original dilapidated small house of the ranger.

Standing in the room of the castle, with limited vision, it is not easy to see the situation of the cabin under the oak forest.

Therefore, Xia Qingdai did not hesitate, and returned to modern times with a change of heart.

Compared to the UK, which is experiencing violent storms, there is no wind at all in the sweltering Jiangcheng. In the still early morning, only the dim light of the street lamps quietly illuminated the annual rings.

This was the cruelty of the Little Ice Age, even the climate was extreme.

Xia Qingdai turned on the air conditioner in her room first, then carefully opened the door, tiptoed into the bathroom, took the bucket and ladle, and returned to the room.

She lay down in front of the glass tank, overlooking the Fucui Villa below. She didn't find any danger. The most important thing now was the flood on the village road. Then he picked up the water ladle and started scooping out the flood water on the village road.

But because the water is spread out flat, you can't scoop out too much at one time. You can only scrape the bottom. It would be convenient if you get an automatic water absorber.

Or maybe the map would be wider so that she could directly scoop water from the East Lake.