I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 295 Imagining the future of Chinatown
Xia Qingdai and Owen walked around the Fucui Villa and looked at each other, saying a few words from time to time.

Although she has only been away for two days this time, Fucui Villa has changed a lot because of the Chinese antique buildings and quick-drying cement that were put down on Saturday.

Since Xia Qingdai built "Chinatown" that night, she has not yet come to see it in person.

At this time, the National Day holiday begins, so there is plenty of time. She and Owen walked to the former ranch, now Chinatown, and immediately became interested.

I saw her walking up the steps and looking at the flower windows here and the wooden doors over there. She was extremely satisfied.

"The workmanship is so exquisite. The money was not wasted at all." Xia Qingdai sighed in Chinese while touching the carved patterns.

Owen studied Chinese diligently in his spare time, and his Chinese proficiency has also improved by leaps and bounds. Even if there are words in a sentence that he does not understand, it does not prevent him from understanding the overall meaning.

But he didn't speak, because sometimes silence is also polite.

The pure solid wood ancient architectural model that Xia Qingdai bought is not a simple toy, it is considered a handmade craft. The overall shape is very retro and exquisite, far from the mechanically produced building block houses on shopping websites that cost tens of dollars.

You get what you pay for, as the old saying goes, except for capitalist luxuries.

The floor tiles in Chinatown were laid brick by brick by Xia Qingdai herself. In modern times, they were all mini bricks to her, but now from a villain's perspective, they looked so big. This feeling was amazing.

Walking in this Chinatown built by her own hands, Xia Qingdai still had a sense of contrast that "the great powers are actually me".

In the 18th century Britain, building a street with purely Chinese-style buildings seemed to be somewhat similar to the foreign-style concessions built by the great powers on Chinese soil.

Hundreds of years from now, people will not know what they will think when they see these Chinese-style buildings.

However, although the prototype of the antique Chinatown has been built by Xia Qingdai, it cannot be put into use directly yet.

As a commercial street, it cannot do without sewers.

Xia Qingdai didn't consider this when she was riding before, but Owen thought of it immediately. So now there are many craftsmen busy turning over floor tiles on the street, all of which Irving found from the town.

An integrated pavilion made of pure solid wood also requires some modifications, such as adding waterproof tiles to the roof.

"Owen, when the sewer project here is completed, we can open our own shop. Selling supplies from us, the business will not be bad. Then I will bring some double-decker electric buses to serve as Chinatown's With supporting buses, we can catch all the target customers in these ten miles and eight towns!”

Buses to pick up customers for shopping, parking lots with free parking for a few hours, etc. These are all tricks played by modern and successful shopping malls. Xia Qingdai has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running away.

When she thinks about what it will be like here in the near future, she feels very happy and has an endless supply of ideas for making money.

Isn’t this much more interesting than being a life player in the game?
Xia Qingdai stood in the middle of the street, pointing forward and talking, her eyes seemed to be shining.

Owen looked at her silently for a moment before asking, "Do you like business?"

Xia Qingdai shrugged: "I don't really like it, but I don't hate it either! And it's fun."

She tilted her head slightly and looked at Owen: "I know that your superiors today look down on businessmen. But soon, the old squires will feel the impact of businessmen in the industrialization era! In the future, marriages between nobles and new wealthy businessmen will be more It's common, don't be surprised." Owen smiled lightly and said, "I'm not surprised, it's happening now."

Xia Qingdai smiled: "That's right! You can make money by collecting rent and selling agricultural products, and you can also make money by buying and selling and doing business. No matter where the money comes from, it will be delicious after all. Society is developing, and if you don't keep up with the pulse of the times, you will be eliminated. "

There should not be too many nobles in decline in later generations. Some descendants had to open the castles they inherited from their ancestors to tourists and compromise with money.

"Well, I've learned a lesson." Owen nodded, but his expression was calm, and he didn't know what he really thought.

Xia Qingdai herself is very happy anyway. What happened to business and what happened to businessmen?
With her continuous blessings and miracles, she was the only one in the world who looked down on the natives of the eighteenth century, and there was no vice versa.

All the shops on the street belong to you, it feels domineering just thinking about it! If you can't do it in modern times, you can't still be restricted in your own Lilliputian country.

In addition to the shop, she also wanted to buy a model of a stage, which she placed next to the mini theater at the end of the street.

The stage is a perfect combination of Chinese and Chinese opera. It will be very interesting to invite several groups of European opera singers and theater actors to perform here in the future.

You can watch dramas at your doorstep, so don’t be too comfortable in your childhood.

Walking from one end of Chinatown to the other, although not a single shop has opened yet, Xia Qingdai has already imagined many bright futures.

As for occupying the site of Fucui Villa Ranch and changing the nature of part of the Villa's land, which may violate the laws of the eighteenth century, Xia Qingdai doesn't care much.

With the strength she now has that can bring down Buckingham Palace at any time, does she still care about the laws of the Lilliputian country?
Forget about the king, even God can't do anything to her, she is her own god.

After leaving Chinatown, where the sewers were still being renovated, the two came to the orchard of Fortress Villa, where the fruity aroma overflowed and hit their nostrils.

The bird-catching net originally laid by the orchardists at the edge of the forest was dismantled by Xia Qingdai. It was too ugly and affected the impression, and she didn't like eating birds.

Although this group of birds is a bit unscrupulous, they don't focus on a fruit to eat, but peck a few times here and then fly to the other side to peck a few more times, which is deeply disgusting to the fruit farmers.

But compared to the entire fruit forest, only a small number of people were damaged by the birds. Xia Qingdai didn't take this loss to heart at all.

If she dropped an apple from modern times, she could feed the entire Fukui Villa, including the horses, and she didn't care about a little bird's stomach!
The owner of Fucui Villa said that the bird traps were dismantled immediately, and the fruit farmers didn't have much objection.

The birds they caught didn't belong to them anyway, they had to be handed over to the owner of the villa. Since the owner doesn't care about this piece of meat, why should they care.

Xia Qingdai casually picked two huge tangerines from the citrus tree, handed one to Owen, and then peeled one open and ate one herself.

"Hiss~ It's a bit sour." Xia Qingdai chewed it down, and the sweet and sour citrus juice exploded in her mouth, making her couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly.

If you are used to eating oranges with extreme sweetness that have been continuously improved and grafted in modern times, when you eat oranges from the 18th century, the difference is not a little bit different.

"Is it sour?" Owen put two more slices into his mouth in confusion, and after swallowing he said strangely, "It's not sour."

The only weekend I had after my holiday was spent on moving. It felt like I didn’t have any rest. I really didn’t want to go to work~