I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 359 Brother, Get Up and Eat Potatoes

Xia Shanglu was woken up by his sister early this morning. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked while brushing his teeth: "What are you doing? You don't want me to take you to school today, do you?"

Although it was only 6 o'clock, it would take 7 minutes to drive to Jiangda University with green lights all the way, and it would be a complete disaster if there was a traffic jam. And after sending her off, he had to return, and with the traffic conditions in Jiangcheng after o'clock, he would definitely be late.

Therefore, Xia Shanglu refused to go back and forth like this!

Xia Qingdai smiled slyly: "How could that be? It's very convenient for me to go by myself. I made a plate of authentic English cream mashed potatoes and asked you to eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold!"

"Oh my god." Xia Shanglu was speechless, "It's only 6 o'clock now, I might as well sleep for another hour."

"Hey, brother, you haven't eaten the breakfast I made for a long time, right? Come on, stop talking nonsense and eat!"

This small dish of creamy mashed potatoes required a basket of potatoes in the 18th century! It is extremely inexpensive to feed modern giants.

Xia Qingdai originally just wanted to bring some roasted potatoes for Xia Shanglu. The small grains of potatoes, like millet, should have a novel taste when bitten in the mouth.

But Owen had prepared both baked potatoes and mashed potatoes, and Xia Qingdai could not refuse such a kind offer, so she naturally accepted it with a smile.

This was the first time she brought food from the eighteenth century to the modern era, and she had to wake her brother up to eat.

It was a big project for a villain in the 18th century to prepare these, but for Xia Shanglu, it was just a matter of two bites. After showing off, he turned around and asked his sister: "Is this all you made this morning? Who will it feed?"

Although I am from Jiangnan, my appetite is not that small.

"Of course there's more!" Xia Qingdai brought out another hand-pulled pancake she made, "Here, you're almost done with this one."

"Well, that's more like it." Xia Shanglu looked at Xia Qingdai, "Why did you think of making something as time-consuming as mashed potatoes today?"

"Nothing, I just did it when I wanted to." Xia Qingdai didn't want to talk about breakfast because it was annoying to make up stories, so she simply took out a bank card and said boldly, "Brother, now we have a wider range of houses to choose from!"

"Indeed." Xia Shanglu said, "I think we should sell this one and exchange it for a fully paid house."

"No, don't sell it." Xia Qingdai shook her head. "I want to be a landlady in the future! How can I sell the house?"

"Oh, you have some ideals! Then I, your brother, will be a gigolo in the future!" Xia Shanglu said half-truthfully.

"I've said it before, I'll support you when you grow up!" Xia Qingdai smiled proudly, "Wait for me to write another song in a few months, and I guarantee you'll get the full payment."

Mozart is currently writing his unfinished Requiem, and if he can add the second half, it will definitely sell for a good price.

After all, she now has someone commissioning her to write for her. The editor of the music website she added last time still comes to check on the progress of her work from time to time.

Xia Shanglu gave Xia Qingdai a thumbs up: "Awesome, awesome! My sister is really awesome!"

After having breakfast with his brother, Xia Shanglu drove Xia Qingdai to the bus stop that went directly to Jiangcheng, and then turned around to go to the gym in the institute for morning exercise.

Xia Qingdai was in a good mood, carrying her schoolbag and boarding the early bus. On the way, she was watching the surveillance footage in the castle on her phone. It was Christmas Eve, the most important day of the year, in the 18th century.

When she left, it had just started snowing there, which really matched the atmosphere of Christmas Eve.

Owen had never had a strong desire to go to a dance party at his neighbor's house, and now that it was snowing, he had an excuse to cancel the social event. He would rather stay at home and read alone. He was a person who could tolerate loneliness very well, and was not keen on playing cards, horse racing, or betting on football.

As for what other people in the family think, to be honest, he doesn't care too much. For Owen, he only cares about Xia Qingdai.

Miss Bai had left Fucui Villa by carriage in the afternoon. Owen gave her three days off so that she could go back and spend Christmas with her family.

Three days later it was Saturday, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would also be the day Xia Qingdai would return.

Mrs. Owen and her daughter had nowhere to go, so naturally they stayed at Fucui Villa.

Old Mrs. Owen had been looking forward to the Christmas ball at Towle Manor tonight, as it would be another good opportunity for her youngest daughter to choose a spouse.

Girls who enter the social world always have to attend more dances to choose the gentleman they like. Her little daughter has not met a suitable fiancé, which makes Mrs. Owen very anxious.

Unfortunately, Owen, the current owner of Fucui Villa, did not want to go out on a snowy night, and as female guests in the mansion, it was naturally not convenient for them to go out alone, so they had to miss the ball.

But as long as you don’t think about choosing a son-in-law, staying in the ancient castle of Fucui Villa is actually a very comfortable thing.

Under the night sky, beautiful Christmas tree lights are lit outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and the white snow embellishes the entire yard, adding to the Christmas atmosphere.

The mother and daughter sat around the fireplace, enjoying turkey and hot cocoa, chatting from time to time, and they looked very comfortable and happy.

Xia Qingdai looked at the quiet and peaceful scene in the camera and felt that time passed very quickly. She was so absorbed in watching that she almost missed her stop.

The next three days were dull for Xia Qingdai, as she cycled between studying and sleeping every day.

It is very difficult to slack off in Jiangnan University because the academic workload is very heavy, especially for medical students.

The busiest person in their dormitory is Xia Shishi. Although she is not in a relationship, she has a lot of dates because she has many suitors.

As a beautiful woman, Xia Qingdai has much fewer suitors. Most of the people who are interested in her are more reserved and do not launch a fierce attack. But Xia Shishi is different. All the boys who like her are very enthusiastic, so she has appointments almost every day.

According to Xia Shishi, she will go on more dates and choose carefully. As a girl, you have to look around and choose more before you can find the right person for you.

Xia Qingdai had doubts about this, while Shi Yan and Cheng Xiao had no one pursuing them at all, so they had no such thoughts.

Friday came in a flash, and Xia Qingdai fulfilled her promise and invited her roommates to eat French food at a nearby square.

Xia Qingdai was still very interested in food. She had only eaten a few complicated French dishes on the tables of aristocrats in the 18th century, but they were not very delicious.

The quality of French food served on British tables is discounted, just like the quality of Chinese food in foreign countries.

Xia Qingdai was looking forward to going to a modern French restaurant. French food is known as the most delicious food in the West, and it is often unmatched by Chinese food. Xia Qingdai decided to taste it herself.

This is life. If you can't refuse it, just enjoy it.

I'm sure I'll spend some money today. Instead of feeling sad and unhappy, I might as well relax and enjoy the food, making the trip worthwhile.