I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 463 Schrödinger’s Cat

Seeing that her brother Xia Shanglu finally figured it out, Xia Qingdai felt like the other shoe had dropped. When she followed her brother to see Fucui Villa, she had already thought that it might be discovered, after all, this castle scenery box had been placed at home for almost two years.

"Yes, they are quite similar. Castles in every century have their own styles, but those built in the same period are similar. My castle model and this castle are probably from the same period."

Xia Qingdai began to explain to Xia Shanglu in a very clear and logical manner, and also gave him some basic knowledge about the characteristics and differences of Byzantine architecture, Romanesque architecture, Gothic architecture, Baroque architecture, Classical architecture, etc.

"I can't believe you know so much. When you make money in the future, buy a real castle." Xia Shanglu said with a smile.

Naturally, he still had some doubts in his mind because there were too many coincidences, but his imagination was not yet big enough to associate it with different time and space and Lilliput.

As a person who only writes detective novels, it is difficult for him to explore the subject of metaphysics.

As they were talking, Xia Qingdai walked to the Chinese wooden building, bought two ice creams, and chatted with the owner. Then she and her brother each had one, and they ate while walking, chatting with the shop owners nearby from time to time.

By the time she finished her ice cream, she had finished her observations. She was sure that this was not the same wooden house she had placed in the 18th century, because the details were different, but the overall style and layout were very similar.

It is not the original, but rather an imitation of an ancient building rebuilt on the original site. Just like the current tourist attractions in China such as Leifeng Pagoda and Yueyang Tower, they are not the original ancient buildings, but cultural landmarks rebuilt on the original site.

This at least shows that there once was an ancient Chinese street here, which means that her transformation in the 18th century left traces. What about Mozart?
Just like Schrödinger's cat, every different choice will lead to a different future. The 21st century where she is now may be just one of the countless futures.

The multiverse theory, which has not been determined by the scientific community, may really exist. When in doubt, quantum mechanics and the laws of nature are too mysterious.

After eating the ice cream and drinking a cup of tea, Xia Qingdai decided to leave.

The Fucui Villa in the 21st century does not belong to her. The Wanghe Villa on the other side of East Lake that she bought was not completed in the 18th century, and there is no trace of it in this century. Everything has nothing to do with her.

Having seen enough, it was time to leave. The only regret was that this time I didn’t see any descendants of the Owen family, only their gardener and housekeeper.

Two hundred and thirty years later, the people who now own these two castles may not be the direct descendants of Owendao. According to British inheritance law, they may have become the side branches of the side branches. If you ask them clearly, it may only increase your sadness.

Fucui Villa is the last stop of Xia Qingdai and her sister's trip to Europe. Tomorrow they will set off for home and start their regular life again.

When Xia Qingdai returned to Jiangcheng Jiangshan Yujing Community, she was startled by the various self-media holding their mobile phones and the crowds of onlookers who were blocking the entrance of the community.

"Who are all these people at the gate? Why are they all crowded here? Aren't they all here to wait for Yan Shixian?" Xia Qingdai got off the online taxi with her brother. Looking at the crowds at the entrance of the community, she couldn't help but frown.

"Obviously, Yan Shixian is really famous at home and abroad this time. He reached the Olympic semi-finals, which is the best record in history. He is still young and has unlimited possibilities in the future. I thought he would be very popular, but the current situation is a bit too exaggerated." Although Xia Shanglu likes to watch football, he doesn't understand those who are crazy about chasing stars outside the stadium.

"Fortunately, the property management in our community is strict, so the high property management fees are not in vain." Xia Qingdai sighed, "I heard that Sister Quan's home in the countryside has become a local tourist attraction, and there are a lot of people visiting. Not only has a snack street been opened, but there are also several parking lots. The whole family can't even go out for a little while. At least it's not like that here."

"Ha, that's what a mob is like." Xia Shanglu complained, and took his sister in through the small door behind the high-end club in the north. Because it was hidden, no one was squatting there. After returning home and changing into slippers, Xia Qingdai didn't want to pack anything. She dragged the suitcase back to the room and put it on the floor, then she lay in front of the glass tank with great interest to look at the little man below.

It was afternoon now, but late at night in the castle. Apart from the patrolling team and the newly hired night watchmen in the villages, no one else in Fucui Villa was awake.

The London villa in the corner of the glass tank was equally quiet, with only a few lights coming through the window.

It’s not that some people are still awake, but that there is too much lamp oil and candles, so the corridors and other public areas are lit all night long.

Xia Qingdai stared at Owen's window quietly for a while. There was no other movement except the wind blowing the trees, but she didn't feel bored.

Occasionally one or two roosters crowing or dogs barking in the distance could be heard, making the night even quieter.

After a while, Xia Qingdai finally remembered to do her business. The first thing she did was to open the lid of the water tank on the roof of the villa, suck out the remaining water with a disposable syringe, wipe the walls with kitchen napkins, and then unscrew a bottle of Wahaha purified water and pour it in.

She was away for more than two weeks, but the water in the tank was not completely used up, which shows that everyone is quite frugal with water.

After the water in London was replaced, Xia Qingdai moved to the sky above the Fucui Villa Castle and replaced the water in the same way. A bottle of Wahaha pure water was enough to fill two water tanks.

After doing all this, Xia Qingdai took out the watering can again, adjusted it to the mist outlet, and then watered the farmlands, pastures, gardens, etc. that appeared in the glass tank.

The fine spray moistens everything silently, and the watering efficiency is amazing, and all the land is soon wet.

Then Xia Qingdai put away the spray bottle, sorted her luggage, and began to clean her modern home.

You can use a mopping robot to mop the floor, but you have to do the wiping and washing yourself.

Her brother Xia Shanglu sat at the desk in the living room, updating his novel every minute. He said that if he was tired, he could go to bed directly at night, which would help him adjust to the time difference.

After Xia Qingdai simply wiped the furniture in the room, Xia Shanglu turned around and asked her what she wanted to eat in the evening. He ordered takeout and had the food delivered and cooked.

"Don't bother. You're exhausted from all the traveling. Just order something to eat, fill your stomach, and go to sleep. I need to adjust to the jet lag."

The jet lag is fake, the real reason is that I want to go back to the 18th century and have fun.

"Okay, I'll order KFC then."

Xia Shanglu didn't really want to cook. He had just experienced a long flight of more than 20 hours and was really tired. It was just that he couldn't fall asleep because of the jet lag.