I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 42 Cousin from the East

When Xia Qingdai woke up, the sound of traffic could be heard outside the window.

It's rare to sleep in after the spring exam, and it's already eight o'clock when we get there.

For the castle, this time is eight o'clock in the evening, which is the time for the dance to start.

Xia Qingdai got out of bed with bare feet, opened some curtains and looked out the window. As expected, the courtyard was full of horse-drawn carriages. Some servants were arguing over parking spaces, while others were cheering around the two glass lighthouses.

If the cold wind outside was not too cold, Xia Qingdai believed that these people could even party around the lights all night long.

After lowering the curtains, Xia Qingdai had a change of heart and returned to modern times to get up and wash up.

After returning to the cold modern room from the warm castle, Xia Qingdai shivered from the cold, quickly put on her slippers and ran into the bathroom to wash up.

Xia Qingdai didn't like the toilet in the old castle, which was inconvenient to use, so she would rather go back to modern times to solve the problem.

Xia Shanglu had already gone to work at this time. As a social worker, he did not receive such good treatment during the winter vacation.

Xia Qingdai came out of the bathroom to wash up, and immediately rushed back to her room, traveling back to the eighteenth century.

She wrapped herself in her nightgown and baked in front of the fireplace in the living room for a while. After thoroughly warming her body, she walked to the cloakroom to pick out the dress for today's ball.

Although she did not ask Irving to make clothes, preparing a dress for Xia Qingdai before the ball seemed to be taken for granted by him.

These high-waisted dresses were all custom-made by tailors based on the sizes reported by Irving. I have to say that this guy has a pretty good eye and the dresses he made are quite fitting.

Xia Qingdai chose a champagne-colored silk imperial skirt. It was different from the previous simple one. This one was very heavy-duty. The skirt below the waistline is embroidered with gold and silver threads and decorated with pearls, which is very noble.

To sum it up, the fabric is soft and silky, the craftsmanship is exquisite, and you can tell that you spent a lot of money just by looking at it.

Indeed, this was obtained after Irving sold a huge potato.

This skirt combines elegance and embroidery aesthetics. After putting it on, Xia Qingdai looks at herself in the mirror, as if she has transformed into an oil painting girl.

And, strangely enough, after waking up, her chin became round again.

This meat is growing too fast!

Although the weight has returned, the skirt can still be worn, but the chest looks particularly material and the outline is vaguely visible.

Xia Qingdai touched her chin and breathed into her wrist. Looking at the green line with only half a circle left, she thought to herself, could it be because the power of faith nourishes the bones and blood?
  Then if she swallowed more last night, would she become a fat person?
  Fortunately, there is an absorption limit!
  In addition to the skirt, there are several shawls hanging on the sides, some made of cashmere, silk, and fur, which are probably used for decoration and warmth.

Xia Qingdai picked a white fur that matched the dress and put it on her arm. It was warm and gentle, more like an oil painting girl.

After looking in the mirror a few times, Xia Qingdai was very satisfied with today's look.

Then she combed her hair smoothly back and tied it into a rather ladylike high bun, which diluted some of the sweetness of her appearance and gave her a hint of inexplicable arrogance.

Xia Qingdai is very satisfied with her skill in styling hair. She is self-taught in this aspect.

Dressed neatly, Xia Qingdai stepped on her thick-heeled leather shoes, opened the door cheerfully, and ran downstairs, her skirt floating like clouds and water.

These leather shoes are made with a hand-operated sewing machine. Anyone who wears these shoes can be regarded as a trend-setter in eighteenth-century fashion - but the conservative aristocrats still disdain them.

The hand-operated sewing machine was invented by a British carpenter last year (1790). It was originally used to make leather shoes, not mainly used to sew clothes as in later generations.

In the future, with the rise of sewing machines, the production cost and construction period of leather shoes will be greatly reduced, and ordinary people will be able to afford high heels. The hall on the first floor is really lively, and the candlesticks on the wall are filled with candles. The velvet curtains were tied up with beautiful ribbons, and the light from the glass light room outside also filtered in through the windows.

Rows of seats were placed along the walls for older and married women to sit and relax.

The young girls dressed up like butterflies danced in the hall with smiles, and their movements were full of fragrance, which aroused people's imagination.

There are also versatile girls playing piano, accordion, violin, and cello, playing beautiful music.

Owen's opening dance was performed by Jane Austen. Both of them were very silent while dancing. After a brief greeting, they concentrated on memorizing the dance steps.

The first dance of the ball was almost over, but Xia Qingdai hadn't come down from upstairs yet, and Owen couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

It happened before that the goddess didn't even come down for three days and two nights (it happened to be during the spring exam). Is this happening again today? Did she forget there was a dance tonight?

Owen also specifically said that he invited Pastor Austin and his family.

At this moment, Xia Qingdai walked down gracefully as if she had stepped out of an oil painting, facing everyone's surprised gazes.

Xia Qingdai saw Owen, the tallest and most handsome man in the crowd, at a glance, and raised her hand to say hello to him.

But the next second, she felt something was wrong. Why did everyone seem to be focused on her?

Shouldn't he be invisible?

The girl who was leaning on the stairs and joking with the gentleman below turned her head and looked over; the men and women who had finished dancing looked over; and the cute and amiable smart girl Jane Austen was also looking at her in surprise. Looked over.

The crowd fell suddenly silent, then began to murmur again.

Not only because of Xia Qingdai's bright beauty, but also because of her dark eyes, black hair, and eyebrows that are completely different from Europeans.

Xia Qingdai suddenly realized that she seemed to have completely appeared in eighteenth-century Europe!

Is it because of absorbing the power of faith?

Just when Owen was about to speak, Xia Qingdai came to him like a naughty deer. She picked up the hem of her skirt with both hands and imitated the lady's appearance in her memory. She bowed slightly and bowed: "Cousin."

Owen chuckled, returned the gift indifferently, and extended his hand to her to invite her to dance: "Cousin, can I invite you to dance with me?"

Xia Qingdai wanted to reply gracefully: "Of course."

It's a pity that she can't dance!
  Not to mention this kind of foreign dance, she doesn’t even know Chinese dance!

Apart from reading, she really has no other skills and is somewhat out of tune with her peers.

In modern society, everyone will at least sign up for an extracurricular interest class. Even her brother Xia Shanglu learned Erhu at the Youth Palace when he was a child!
  But when she first entered elementary school, she lost her parents, so she naturally didn't have the opportunity to learn extracurricular classes.

The only musical instrument I can talk about is the waist drum played when greeting the leaders in the school. I wonder if it counts? Although there is no musicality or technical content.

So, Xia Qingdai could only smile apologetically: "Sorry, my feet hurt today."

Well, the person with "a little sore feet" just ran down the stairs happily.

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