I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 294 Let everyone enjoy the blessings
In October in the UK, the temperature is still a bit cool at night.

The night was like water, Owen held a glass kerosene lamp half a step behind Xia Qingdai, lighting all the paths for her.

The two of them walked quietly on the mountain path, both in a good mood.

Xia Qingdai had a family dinner at Master Liang's house last night. Several senior brothers and sisters were happy and drank too much.

Mrs. Liang felt that it was dangerous for a girl to walk at night after drinking, so she insisted that she stay overnight with her senior sister. Unable to reject the hospitality, Xia Qingdai had no choice but to report to her brother and stay in the guest room of Master Liang's house.

When she got up the next day, Xia Qingdai was arranged to look at a house by her brother who came to pick her up. This also caused her to not return to Lilliput until noon on October 1st. She missed her so much.

Of course, Irving was also missed very much. He was only happy about Xia Qingdai's return in the middle of the night, but did not feel any discomfort.

He felt good if he could see the goddess a minute earlier.

Only the security guards keeping watch in the castle showed surprise at Xia Qingdai's appearance. After all, it was the middle of the night, not early morning.

Xia Qingdai rarely walked around outside in the middle of the night, so today was a new experience.

In fact, she was not sleepy at all, so after entering the castle, Owen asked her if she wanted some midnight snacks, and she immediately agreed.

Owen wanted to ring the bell and call the cook Lily, but Xia Qingdai held him down.

Why bother waking people up in the middle of the night?

Xia Qingdai can make some delicious midnight snacks on her own.

The nobility at the end of the 18th century did not have as many rules and manners as those after the Victorian era, and it was important for a gentleman to stay away from the kitchen.

The aristocratic female family members became interested, so it was not impossible for them to go to the kitchen to make some snacks to show off their cooking skills.

Of course, in Britain, a kingdom of black cuisine that claims to be second but no one dares to claim to be first, we can't actually expect the aristocratic women who don't know how to cook to have any cooking skills.

But Xia Qingdai is different. Children of the so-called poor have long been in charge, and her cooking skills have been very good since she was in junior high school.

Seeing that Xia Qingdai wanted to take action herself, Owen also entered the kitchen to help. Although he really doesn't know how to cook and can only bake bread at the barbecue banquet, it's still okay if he just helps out.

Half an hour later, two bowls of braised beef noodles with rich soup were put into the big bowl. Regardless of their appearance, the two of them held a bowl each and moved to the restaurant to enjoy.

It is not an easy task to cook braised beef noodles with all the color, flavor and flavor. Cooking the noodles is easy, but the most labor-intensive part is the braised beef.

When blanching the beef, add rice wine. After it is dry, add ten grains of rock sugar to stir-fry the color. When the rock sugar melts and stir-fries until it turns maroon red, add the beef and stir-fry evenly until it is fully coated in sugar color. Then add a spoonful of soybean paste and stir-fry until the sauce becomes fragrant. Add boiling water, bring to a boil over high heat, then add spices, turn to low heat and simmer, and finally add light soy sauce and other seasonings.

The beef cooked in this way will be soft and chewy, and the soup will be rich in flavor.

Owen had just witnessed Xia Qingdai's skillful cooking, and he couldn't help but wonder, in the kingdom of giants, did the goddess cook herself?

After finishing the beef noodles, the two of them went upstairs with satisfaction and went back to their respective rooms.

Xia Qingdai was not sleepy after just eating, so she simply browsed the mobile version of "Home Theater" for a while, then changed into her nightgown and went to bed to overcome jet lag.

Being able to sleep when you want to sleep is a very happy thing, and Xia Qingdai just happens to have this skill.

Wake up feeling refreshed.

Pushing open the window, there was a smell of birds and flowers. Xia Qingdai looked at the tall sycamore tree and suddenly came up with the idea of ​​building a tree house. This is very simple for her. She just needs to buy a mini tree house toy stand, put it on it, and then ask the carpenter in the town to fix it.

Looking at the sycamore tree, I planned in my mind what my dream tree house would look like. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I immediately took action.

Xia Qingdai returned to the modern world, took her mobile phone back from the window, selected mini tree house toys on the shopping website for a while, and finally placed the order and paid.

It was already six o'clock, and her brother would be back soon after working overtime.

Xia Qingdai went to prepare dinner first. After cooking the dishes, Xia Shanglu just came back.

"Sister, do you want to go out somewhere for the National Day holiday? Do you want to go to grandma's house?" Xia Shanglu asked her while eating.

Xia Qingdai shook her head violently: "I don't want to go out, I just want to stay at home and have a good rest. Let's go to grandma's house after the Chinese New Year. There's no rush."

"Okay, it's up to you." Xia Shanglu didn't want to leave that much. He still wanted to write criminal investigation novels to make money.

My sister is only a freshman and has earned two million from writing songs. He can't be better than her!

Xia Shanglu, who has always been the head of the family, has been under increasing pressure since Xia Qingdai made a skirt that can sell for 20,000 a piece.

If you want to maintain your brother's authority, you have to keep working hard.

But if he really couldn't work hard, he wouldn't have to rely on his sister's help - the main reason was that the speed of making money from writing novels was slower than he imagined, and the speed of his sister's making money was far beyond his imagination.

After dinner, Xia Qingdai closed the door, entered the room, and returned to the castle.

It was only around seven o'clock at this time, and Owen and Miss Bai had just gotten up and washed up.

Today, Xia Qingdai was not in a hurry to learn French or practice the piano. Instead, she put on her going-out clothes and hat, and asked Owen to go with her to see the changes in Fortress Villa.

Walking on the freshly poured cement road, Xia Qingdai was in a good mood. With the wide concrete road, it would not be so bumpy when she drove the supercar Ferrari!
"Hey, what are the people over there doing with hoes? It doesn't look like they are going to the fields." Xia Qingdai raised her arm and asked.

Owen looked up and saw workers 300 meters away, busy building roads on the road to Taole Manor. However, Xia Qingdai obviously did not see them. She paused and then nodded and said: "It's Taole Manor." When we were building roads, Mr. Brown bought some cement from me, so I decided to sell some to him because I had a lot in the warehouse.”

Xia Qingdai said happily: "It's good, it's good. It's best if all the neighbors have the awareness to transform the village roads. Owen, just sell the cement, it's enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered something important again and said hurriedly: "Oh, by the way, you can donate another road leading to the church and the pastor's house."

Owen smiled: "It's been done. Look, the road is also being built over there."

Xia Qingdai followed Owen's hand and looked out. It was a pity that she could only see the territory of Fucui Villa, and the outside was a fog to her.

Even with Owen here, her sight range was only a hundred meters, and she didn't know when she would be able to upgrade her perspective.

He sighed softly, and then said optimistically: "Owen, in the name of the goddess, please donate more cement roads. Villages with more ordinary small farmers should not be left behind. I want everyone to enjoy the blessings of God."

"it is good."

Xia Qingdai's deepest thoughts were of course for the power of faith. Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Based on past experience, upgrading depends entirely on the accumulation of faith over time.

The second update today will be late because I am moving to a new home.