I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 388 People have three urgent needs

The atmosphere of the party was very lively, and the dances never stopped. No matter whether they were single or married, as long as they were young, they were all willing to stay on the sidelines and be a mural.

Compared to others who dance without stopping, Xia Qingdai's behavior of dancing for two shows and then resting for three is very unique.

Originally, because the dance floor was lively enough and there were enough people attending the party, even if she was a little unenthusiastic about dancing, she shouldn't have attracted too much attention.

But within five minutes of her appearing on the dance floor, the whole audience had heard about her high net worth and dowry! Under such circumstances, she was simply the ceiling for mate selection, so how could she not attract attention? Moreover, she had rejected several invitations to dance.

In fact, there were more men than women at the dance. Originally, based on the number of local marriageable men, there should have been more women than men. But with the new militia stationed there, there were many more strong bachelors!
Generally, those who can become officers in the army are the youngest sons of gentry and aristocrats. Their wealth may not be worth mentioning, but their background is still very decent. Some nouveau riche who need to improve their status will be willing to find such a son-in-law.

Therefore, this dance party became a large-scale blind date scene, with men and women dancing and chatting non-stop.

When Xia Qingdai and Owen finished dancing and their hands separated, Mrs. Vincent came over to them and said to them with a smile, "Dear Xia, are you tired?"

Then he turned to Owen and said, "I heard that Miss Xia has been to many places and is knowledgeable. I would like to ask her for some advice. Mr. Owen, can we chat for a while?"

Mrs. Vincent was one of the hostess of the house. Since she had asked for it, Owen naturally did not say anything. He bowed politely behind him and went to the group of men on the other side.

"Miss Xia, would you like a drink? It's well-mixed." After Owen walked away, Mrs. Vincent stood where he had originally stood, next to Xia Qingdai, and handed her a highball glass with a drink.

"Thank you." Xia Qingdai took it, but didn't intend to drink it.

She was not interested in drinks made from British water, because who knows if she would become bald from drinking it. She used modern water, including Owen's domestic water, which she bought from Modern Water.

But this was not the main reason. The main reason was that Xia Qingdai felt that Mrs. Vincent's smile made her feel uncomfortable. She was the one who made her feel the most uncomfortable in the whole dance today, so of course she didn't want to pay attention to her hospitality.

If the other person was not the hostess here, she would not even want to talk to her. She always felt that her eyes were like a poisonous snake, which could give people a fatal blow at any time, and no matter how big her smile was, it could not cover up the coldness of her eyes.

Mrs. Vincent kept moving her lips and chattering non-stop. Xia Qingdai didn't look at her, but only looked at the dance floor, saying "um" and "oh" perfunctorily.

She doesn't care if the other party notices her absent-mindedness. In fact, she just wants the other party to feel that she is keeping a distance from her and it would be best if she could disappear tactfully.

"Why don't you drink, Miss Xia? Don't you like this drink? This is specially made, try it." After a while, Mrs. Vincent suddenly lifted Xia Qingdai's wine glass and brought it to her lips.

Xia Qingdai was stunned by her familiarity, with an expression of undisguised surprise on her face, which then turned into an extremely obvious expression of contempt, and she said coldly: "Thank you. But I'm not thirsty now."

She put the drink directly on the side table, bowed casually to Mrs. Vincent, and walked away.

Mrs. Vincent looked at Xia Qingdai's back with an expression that did not change, but her eyes became colder. She did not chase Xia Qingdai, but returned to Miss Brown's side.

The girls here were chattering and having a great time. Although the party had already started until midnight, everyone was still full of energy.

In the 18th century, it was common for the country gentry to hold dances all night long. Going to bed late and getting up late was also the life pattern of the upper class in this world.

Xia Qingdai no longer wanted to go out and dance, so she simply found a corner closer to the fireplace and sat down, observing the scene on the dance floor.

She saw Caroline dancing with a young soldier, her face beaming, Connie standing next to Owen, looking like she was going to dance too, while her brother James was leaning against the bar, drinking and talking to a group of officers.

Xia Qingdai heard the words "pirates" and "wind and waves" coming from them from time to time. She must have been talking about the grace of the British army at sea.

Compared to the extravagant and boring life of ordinary gentlemen, who attend dances and play card games one after another, the experience of soldiers fighting the wind and waves at sea is naturally a better topic.

After watching and listening for a while, Xia Qingdai felt a little thirsty because of the fireplace, so she turned around to look for fruit in the rest area. However, wherever she looked, the trays were all empty, and the servants did not refill them in time.

Just at this moment, a very perceptive maid came up with a pot of black tea and asked politely, "Miss, would you like a cup of black tea?"

"Okay, thank you." Xia Qingdai reached out to take the black tea poured by the other party and started drinking it. It seemed that honey was added to it, not ordinary white sugar, and lemon was also added. It was just the right sweet and sour taste, and it tasted better than she had imagined.

Because she was really thirsty, she threw aside her concerns about whether she was bald or not and just gulped down the tea in the bowl.

Just as she was about to put down her teacup after drinking, the maid came up and refilled her cup.

If it was pure black tea, it would be fine. The black tea brewed here is not considered tea, but a milk tea beverage. People who are thirsty know that other than real water, other beverages will only make you thirstier.

So Xia Qingdai drank too much without realizing it. She stood up and left the fireplace, looking at the orange-yellow flames inside, feeling that all the moisture in her body would be roasted away.

After a while, the aftereffects of drinking too much black tea set in. Xia Qingdai wanted to go to the bathroom, so she prepared to find a secluded room to travel through time and space.

As a result, just as she was about to leave the ballroom, a maid followed her enthusiastically and asked if there was anything she could do to help her.

Since we were discovered, we definitely couldn't just go into other people's rooms casually, so Xia Qingdai said she was going to the bathroom. It would be the same to travel through time and space there. As long as we were within a hundred meters of Owen, there would be no worries about any accidents.

The two climbed up the stairs, and the maid diligently led the way for Xia Qingdai.

Xia Qingdai was blind to foreign faces and could not recognize that the person in front of her was the one who had just poured her tea. Of course, even if she recognized him, she would not feel strange. It was normal for maids to pour tea and show the way for guests.