I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 314 Bicycles in the London Factory
As soon as Xia Qingdai returned to Fucui Villa, she saw a new big thing - the local version of the bicycle from the 18th century.

The style of this bicycle is basically a copy of the Phoenix brand bicycle model that Xia Qingdai bought. The biggest difference is that there are no rubber tires on it, only a wheel, and there is no chain.

In London, they acquired a carriage manufacturing plant, which was used to produce research bicycles.

At that time, Xia Qingdai took down these bicycle models and made them casually. Unexpectedly, within a few months, the prototypes were ready, including bicycle chains.

Now France actually has the prototype of a bicycle, invented by Frenchman Siflac.

It has only two wheels, no transmission device and pedals. The forward power relies on the person riding on it to use two pedals. It is similar to the more popular modern children's balance bikes.

Now Xia Qingdai's factory relies on replicating modern bicycle models to bring bicycles that are basically the same as modern bicycles to the market ahead of schedule, nearly a hundred years earlier than in history.

"Ha, this thing was really created!" Xia Qingdai happily circled the bicycle.

"Yes, it was sent from London. It just arrived yesterday." Owen told Xia Qingdai about his future plans, "I plan to put it on display at the London Expo held on Christmas Eve. Compared with the expensive carriage, this This small and convenient bicycle will definitely create a wave of popularity. It will eliminate traffic jams and the middle class in London need it.”

"Haha, good idea." Xia Qingdai happily agreed, "But we still need a rubber tire. It's best to go to Brazil in the Americas to buy some rubber trees."

Thinking of this, Xia Qingdai asked Owen: "We bought a plantation in East India, right?"

"Yes, I also bought a sugarcane plantation in the West Indies."

"Then we can plant some Brazilian hevea trees, and the tires of our cars will depend on them in the future!"

Owen nodded to show his understanding.

Nowadays, rubber products in the UK are basically used to make the original version of rubber, and by the beginning of the 19th century, they began to be used to make raincoats.

If Xia Qingdai, the "god", had not intervened, it would have taken another half century for rubber to develop to the point where it could be used to make tires.

Natural rubber is a good thing. It is one of the important raw materials for military, transportation and civilian industries, so she must have a rubber forest.

The two of them talked for a while around the bicycle and rubber tires, and then went about their own business.

Owen continued his daily work as a peace officer and manor owner, while Xia Qingdai sent driver Sheridan to drive a SUV to pick up her good friend Jane Austen.

She hadn't seen her for more than half a month. She went to Vienna to rescue Mozart during the National Day holiday, and when she came back, she took a week of classes in modern times. She really missed her.

But before Jane Austen arrived, Miss Bai heard the news and came over to ask Xia Qingdai to take French lessons.

There was no use for more than half a month, and Miss Bai was unspeakably worried.

Xia Qingdai completely forgot about this matter. Only when she saw Miss Bai did she remember that she still had to learn French.

So she followed Miss Bai to the classroom for a French lesson, and told Mary to take her to the study room to read after Jane Austen arrived.

For Jane Austen, she would prefer to read a book and be alone instead of having Owen's cousin Caroline keep her company.

After a French class, Ms. Bai also hopes to arrange a music class and a painting class. However, Xia Qingdai didn't want to spend the whole day attending training classes, so she suggested moving the class outdoors.

The fine autumn weather is perfect for an autumn outing. Tie a few hammocks in the oak forest by the lake, lay out a wool mat, place a few baskets filled with fruits, set up an easel, and sketch among the lakes and mountains, your mood will instantly become better.

Caroline was kept in the castle as a companion by the inseparable old Mrs. Irving, while Xia Qingdai and the other three left them to play alone.

Among the three, Miss Bai is a tutor and naturally has the best painting skills. Jane Austen also took painting lessons from a tutor, and her level was not bad.

Only Xia Qingdai officially came into contact with painting in the eighteenth century.

In modern painting classes, under the pressure of exam-oriented education, if you are not an art student, there is basically no difference between whether you succeed or not. Most of the time, I was used to write homework for the main course.

Although her starting point was not high, Xia Qingdai was very interested in painting.

What she drew today was Jane who was painting, using a sketching technique, with Miss Bai guiding her from time to time.

For doctors, sketching is definitely the icing on the cake. Mr. Liang's sketching is very good, and Xia Qingdai also learned basic techniques from him.

The skill that complements Liang's pulse diagnosis method is internal organ sketching, which is one of Liang's special skills. One of the traditional Chinese medicine assignments that Mr. Liang assigned to Xia Qingdai was to practice anatomy and perspective sketching.

Her freshman course also included "Human Anatomy Drawing Class", two classes per week.

Compared with the classmates in the class, Xia Qingdai's sketches are considered good. Although many people in their class had taken painting classes when they were young, painting also requires talent. Xia Qingdai is a slightly talented person, and she can learn with twice the result with half the effort.

After Xia Qingdai finished drawing Jian's soft profile, she then began to draw the lines of her neck.

Miss Bai gradually frowned as she looked at the pictures she kept sketching out, feeling a little uncomfortable.

What is this painting? The top is a beautiful beauty's face, and the bottom directly shows through the skin of the girl's neck, and outlines the muscle lines hidden underneath.

The anatomy-incorporated painting made Miss Bai feel a little psychologically uncomfortable and fussy looking at it.

"Oh, God, dear Xia, are you sure you have to draw it like this?" After Xia Qingdai drew all the muscles in her neck, Miss Bai finally couldn't help but said.

"Yes, isn't it interesting to integrate art and anatomy?" Xia Qingdai smiled, "I saw Leonardo da Vinci's human anatomy sketches in the palace studio in London."

"Haha." Miss Bai was speechless and could only smile bitterly.

Jane, who was painting a landscape oil painting with paint on the side, heard the two people's words and put down the pen in her hand curiously, and came to Xia Qingdai's side to look at her painting.

"Oh, Xia, you are so creative!" Jane Austen couldn't help but giggle when she saw this see-through neck sketch.

Unlike Miss Bai, although Jane has never studied anatomy, she finds Xia Qingdai's painting method very interesting. Especially the painting is of herself, making me want to laugh when I look at it.

"Haha, it's quite interesting!" Xia Qingdai laughed loudly along with Jane, startling the birds in the forest.

After finishing the painting, Xia Qingdai threw away the charcoal and went to the lake with Jane to wash her hands. Then they climbed into a hammock and looked up to the sky, admiring the leaves above their heads and the blue sky above the leaves.

Miss Bai played the harp for them on the wool blanket, and the chirping of insects and birds in the forest was the harmony and accompaniment of the harp.