I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 522: Leading You to Heaven in One Step

Sixty-eight young and strong men who came out from the entire village, with sixty-eight pairs of confused eyes, stared at the jade-white rice mountain and the crystal-clear large glass jar under the night sky.

Among them were many who were even more confused and night-blind, and they gripped their sickles tightly as a reflex in response to the sudden silence.

Hong Yansong, the military advisor of the mountain stronghold, walked up to Wen Renyi and asked doubtfully, "My lord, is this... the divine rice bestowed by the ancestral gods?"

Wen Renyi silently raised his head, gazing at the colorful starry sky, trying to find any trace of the elf-like girl.

Xia Qingdai lay on the glass tank, watching Wen Renyi's slowly changing expression with great interest. She summoned a bit of faith and said, "Wen Renyi, these things are for you. You can do whatever you want with them."

The celestial sound that suddenly came down from the sky, like a surround sound, instantly made the entire village silent again.

Wen Renyi knelt on one knee and replied: "Thank you for the gift from the ancestors."

With the king taking the lead, the rest of the people reacted instantly, and hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed and shouted "Long live the ancestor god".

Xia Qingdai smiled and said, "In addition to these, there is also some meat. Wait."

After saying that, Xia Qingdai left the glass jar and pushed the door open to go to the kitchen. There was still icy steak and pork in the refrigerator that her brother bought yesterday. Just cut a small piece and it would be enough for the little ones to eat.

But since they were a group of people who wanted to rebel, the first step was to store up food, so Xia Qingdai decided to give them more. The leftovers could be salted and made into dried meat.

Just as Xia Qin Qingdai went back to the kitchen to busy herself, Wen Renyi looked at the white rice in front of him, each grain of which was as big as his palm, and the glass jar filled with treasures that was taller than him. His usually calm expression became a little eager.

"You two go and light the fire. Ah Si, go and see what's in these two glass jars." Wen Renyi pointed at a tall and strong young man with a rough appearance and walked forward.

The latter immediately clasped his fists and replied, "Yes!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran back to get the ladder. In less than a second, he ran over with a large ladder on his shoulder. Even in the dark night, he couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

"when!"

The ladder was leaning against the glass tank, and two people immediately stepped forward to hold it.

Ah Si climbed up the ladder and lay on the edge of the glass jar. He carefully stretched out his hand to pinch a small handful of fine flour, put it on the tip of his tongue and sniffed it. Then he stretched out his tongue to lick all the flour on his fingertips without wasting any, and shouted to Wen Renyi excitedly: "My king, it's flour! White flour!"

The crowd was suddenly in an uproar and couldn't wait to cheer loudly.

Even wealthy families cannot eat such fine white flour these days, and most poor people are thankful to have some black flour mixed with shells to eat.

Ah Si got down the ladder and quickly walked to the next glass tank, which was filled with golden liquid!
"Is...is this oil?" It smelled so good, but he didn't dare to touch it, for fear of dirtying it.

Hong Yansong handed him a spoon that he had just asked someone to bring over: "Scoop some out so we can study it."

"Yes!"

Golden salad oil is indeed unfamiliar to the ancients. After all, the most popular oils on the market now are vegetable oil and lard, but there is no salad oil with relatively high technological content.

A spoonful of fragrant salad oil was identified as edible oil by Wen Renyi and Hong Yansong, two of the smartest people in the village.

After studying the salad oil, Ah Si ran to the next glass tank holding the ladder. "This is salt! This is snow-white salt!" He shouted excitedly again, wishing he could jump up.

They took refuge in the mountains. Because they had no household registration, short weed-like hair had grown on their shaved heads. Therefore, they could neither pretend to be Taoists nor hide themselves as good citizens. If they did not rob houses, they could only hide in the mountains and hunt for a living. The thing they lacked most was salt.

People can live without sugar, but they absolutely cannot live without salt.

At the end of the 18th century, the Qing Dynasty had implemented a strict official salt control system, and it was not easy for refugees to buy salt.

What appeared before their eyes was a whole vat of snow salt! It was even whiter than the best official salt they had ever seen, which made them more excited than seeing white rice or white flour.

Just as the little people below were dancing wildly with excitement, Xia Qingdai came over with steak and pork!

She had already cut these things into finger-sized strips, a total of five pounds, and brought them all over.

For modern people, it is a strip of meat as thick as a finger, but for the people of Lilliput, it is as big as an adult!

Such celestial pigs and celestial beef opened everyone's eyes, and their reverence for the Lord God was like the endless flow of the Yellow River.

Xia Qingdai looked at the happy little people below and felt very happy herself.

After providing the food, Xia Qingdai will continue to carry out a major renovation of the village!

She planned to give all the fireworks and firecrackers she bought to Wen Renyi, in addition to the ten Gatling cannons with black powder and steel balls, and the ten Gatling cannons with cans.

With this firepower, Wen Renyi can directly attack the county town.

Compared to the food before, Wen Renyi was more fond of the weapons that fell from the sky. Especially the twenty cold alloy cannons, he wanted to pounce on them and caress them carefully.

Xia Qingdai was very considerate and equipped each Gatling cannon with a mini tricycle for easy movement.

Everything that appeared before his eyes was beyond Wen Renyi's imagination. He almost doubted whether he was still dreaming.

The ancestral god may not show up for decades, or when he does, it’s earth-shattering!
Xia Qingdai enjoyed Wen Renyi's admiring gaze and instructed him how to use these "weapons".

These things, let alone targeting a small person, would kill a modern "giant" even if launched at him. If launched at a small person, he would surely be reduced to meat dregs.

Wen Renyi understood how to use the Gatling cannon after listening to Xia Qingdai's explanation once.

The world in the 18th century naturally had muskets and cannons, but apart from the official government, the general public had no chance to touch advanced thermal weapons.

Wen Renyi's stronghold is still in its primitive stage, and the problem of food and clothing has not been completely solved. Naturally, it is far from being able to equip such high-end weapons.

The appearance of Xia Qingdai caused the strength of this mountain stronghold to soar like a rocket. Now, let alone facing other mountain bandits, even against well-armed officials, they would not be intimidated.

A sense of pride rose in Wen Renyi's chest. He was unable to express his gratitude in words. He could only kneel on the ground and bow deeply to the ancestor god.

A man kneels to heaven, earth, and his parents. The ancestral gods are heaven to him.