I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 369: The Villa in the Morning

After washing up in the evening, Xia Qingdai closed the door and lay on the mouth of the glass tank, overlooking the world of little people below.

At this time, the sky above the castle was just beginning to turn pale.

The daylight hours in the UK are very short in winter. Although it is already eight o'clock, the sun has not yet risen completely.

However, those who worked on the farm and the castle had naturally gotten up early.

Xia Qingdai could see the workers on the farm, some were milking cows, some were feeding fodder, they were busy as a group.

Because of the heavy snow, the pasture had limited grazing area, and Xia Qingdai had cleared it with her bare hands after sledding yesterday. At this time, you can see that the sheep on the farm have been driven to the pasture.

In addition to a sheepdog, there is also a farm worker in charge of the flock.

The most valued thing in the entire farm, besides the masters' mounts, is the dogs. Whether it is a hound, a sheepdog, or a sled dog, the food is so good that it makes people jealous. The standard of raising them is comparable to that of modern police dogs, and the servants can't help but envy them.

At this time, you can see the three sled dogs wagging their tails and eating happily around the farm workers.

The sheepdog, which has entered working mode, is the first to eat. Now he is like a gentleman among the flock. He doesn't care about his own stomach. His pair of black and watery eyes are fixed on the flock, as if a teacher is staring at naughty students.

In addition to the dog, Xia Qingdai also saw tenants queuing up to get milk from the farm.

This is an additional benefit enjoyed by tenants of Fucui Villa, and it was decided by Owen. All families with both old and young children can come to the farm to receive the corresponding amount of free milk.

This move also made other farm tenants in the surrounding area envious. After Christmas, many landless farmers from other places gave up their leases and ran to Fucui Villa to seek rent.

After the division of the fertile fields at Fucui Villa last year, there is no wasteland anymore and every acre is being cultivated.

However, Owen would not simply reject the tenants who came to him for help.

The fertile fields in Fucui Villa were not enough, but some time ago, we had bought a portion of Mr. Anderson's land, which could be rented out. In addition, there was the land in Wanghe Villa that Xia Qingdai bought last year, which could also be used to accommodate the landless farmers who had come here.

The workers in the farm were paid better than the ordinary servants in the castle. Although Owen had not learned Chinese civilization, he also knew the skills of buying horse bones for a lot of money.

After seeing the busy and prosperous farm, Xia Qingdai returned her gaze to the castle.

I saw a faint figure sweeping the front and back yards of the castle.

Through the windows of the castle, you can see the servants busying themselves quietly and orderly under the orange candlelight.

Most of the cleaning work on the second floor must be completed before the master gets up, and it should be avoided as much as possible to avoid running into the master. This is the requirement that the butler David places on the servants on the second floor.

Because Owen rarely sleeps in, if nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely go to the music room to play the piano for entertainment at 7 o'clock every morning. Therefore, the servants responsible for cleaning the music room usually go in to clean at o'clock. In about half an hour, the entire music room can be cleaned from inside to outside.

When Owen went in at seven o'clock, the room was clean, quiet and comfortable.

There were not many servants like the servants of Fucui Villa who were so introverted in the 18th century. British servants in this period were actually much more rebellious than those in the 19th and 20th centuries.

For example, in Downton Abbey in the 20th century, the phenomenon of social rigidification was more serious and the hierarchy was more strict. The upstairs and downstairs of the aristocratic mansions of this period were clearly divided. The masters basically only moved upstairs, while downstairs was the world of servants in uniform.

However, servants in the late 18th century could not stand the uniforms that were branded by their masters. They would rather wear tattered clothes than wear the uniforms provided by their masters.

If any master provided uniforms, they would most likely be sold by servants and eventually end up in the European market.

Since all British servants sought this freedom of dress, the nobles also acquiesced.

But the servants in Fucui Villa were very different from those in other places. Their obedience to their masters was almost in their bones. Not to mention wearing a uniform, if they were asked to die, half of them would probably not hesitate.

The reason why the servants are so loyal, in addition to Owen's personal charm, the most important thing is of course the guardian angel standing behind him.

Although Owen has only been in Fucui Villa for a year, miracles have been accompanying him since the day he appeared.

Starting with that giant lettuce, Owen was loved by everyone in the villa.

After a year of baptism, everyone in the villa now treats Owen as Jesus.

Because he is the apostle of the true God on earth.

Faith can sometimes make people do things like rushing into a flame without caring about their own safety. This is a surrender from the heart, which is very different from conquering by force.

Xia Qingdai lay on the glass tank and watched it with relish for a while, then stretched out her fingers and knocked on the glass window of the music room.

Owen heard the sound and walked to the window, pushed it open, and looked up at the sky.

Xia Qingdai smiled sweetly and said, "Owen, ask someone to get some ceramic buckets out. I want to bring you some food."

"Yes, thank you." Owen bowed and thanked him, then rang the bell and told the servants to prepare.

When making dinner today, Xia Qingdai deliberately left a piece of the tenderest cod meat to feed Owen.

Fucui Villa is not close to the sea, so there are not many sea fish to eat on a daily basis. Most of the sea fish that flow into the market here are stale frozen goods.

But things are different with Xia Qingdai. Owen can eat cod fillets and fish and chips whenever he wants.

In addition to the cod, Xia Qingdai also prepared a piece of strawberry-flavored cheese - this was mainly because she wanted to eat it. In modern times, you can eat it in one bite, but in the castle, you can eat it to your heart's content.

In fact, the castle also has pure natural handmade cheese, but the British always make it too sweet, and Xia Qingdai can't eat any of it. Let them try without sugar, and it will be full of fishy smell.

Xia Qingdai can't make it herself, so she can only buy it from modern shops. Pick a cheese that doesn't require any technological work and eat it in the castle. No matter how expensive it is, I won't feel bad. After the bug is fixed, the cost performance is really too high.

After putting the two things in the ceramic bucket below (actually it was the ceramic cup that Xia Qingdai had taken down to put things in before), Xia Qingdai happily thought about it and appeared in the castle.

She would eat a few pieces of cheese first, and then sing a French song with Owen after she was satisfied. This way, she could practice the piano and strengthen her French, killing two birds with one stone.

Of course, if Owen is still interested in Chinese red songs, Xia Qingdai will not hesitate to continue teaching.