I was a god in the 18th century

Xia Qingdai, who was warming up the fire, suddenly moved her ears and heard a lot of "rustling" sounds of stepping on the snow nearby.

She tilted her head slightly and saw a group of people wearing coarse cloths crowded at the end of the Lotus Building, stretching their heads to explore this side.

As Xia Qingdai's gaze came towards her, the group of people immediately turned around and tried to hide away, as if they were being pushed by the tail.

As a result, because the ground was slippery and their feet were disobedient, they all turned into a group of dancing ducks, even accompanied by a frightened "quacking" sound.

Xia Qingdai stood up and opened her mouth slightly, watching the group of people fall down one by one, then get up one by one, and then fall again because they couldn't stand firmly. The scene became very funny for a moment.

This is a group of people crowded into a public carriage, and they don't have any solid food with them. Being stuck on the road for so long, I was thirsty and hungry. Everyone couldn't resist the scent, so they couldn't help but come over to find out.

Xia Qingdai waited until they had fallen enough, then waved to them: "If you want to eat hot soup noodles, come here, it's free."

The word "free" is deafening in the dark night.

What these people riding in the public carriage fear most is not the gorgeous and weird ghost carriage, but the devil inside who is asking for a price.

As soon as the younger one heard that it was free, he immediately looked up at his mother: "Mom, she said it's free, can I go eat? I'm so hungry."

The child's mother hesitated for a moment before saying "Yeah". The child was already running and sliding towards Xia Qingdai clumsily.

Xia Qingdai led the child into the Lotus Building. The child was standing next to the bowl, only half the height of the bowl, and could not be seen no matter how he raised his head.

But the rich aroma of the noodles made him feel satisfied.

Xia Qingdai, who had become a villain, could only stand on tiptoes to pick up the side of the bowl. To scoop out the noodles inside, she had to step on a simple stool fixed in the room.

The child's mother, when the child was led into the ghost house by Xia Qingdai, she threw herself at him with an "ouch" and was covered in snow.

When she struggled to get up in the ice and snow, she saw a child with a bright smile, holding a large bowl of hot noodles, squatting on the floor in front of the ghost house, smiling sweetly. He smiled sweetly and shouted to his mother: "Mom, noodles!"

This bowl and fork were used by Andrew before. He scooped out a little of the water that Xia Qingdai put down and washed it with the now cold water.

The two of us sat on the steps of Lotus Building and shared this bowl of hot soup and noodles, which was especially precious on a cold night.

After the first explorer, the second person who couldn't help appeared immediately.

As more people come, they start to become less particular.

Someone directly took the bowl that one person had eaten from, grabbed some snow and wiped it clean. Some people who like to be clean take out their own water cups to use as bowls.

As for the fork, it is even less worth mentioning than the bowl, and everyone is happy to just grab the noodles with their hands. It is very common for the people at the bottom of ancient Europe to eat food with their hands.

Xia Qingdai later left the matter of making noodles and dividing noodles to Andrew, and she herself returned to modern times and made another bowl of hot braised beef noodles for everyone.

The second bowl is placed directly outside the Lotus Building.

The two bowls of instant noodles were quickly scattered in the wind and snow.

The people who crowded over to eat were passengers from public carriages, as well as some coachmen from car rental companies.

The remaining nobles and their servants, who prided themselves on their status, were unwilling to eat the food they were given. But it is unknown whether they were salivating due to the fragrance outside in their carriage.

It’s hard to say how the instant noodles taste, but the aroma is definitely overpowering. In addition to instant noodles, Xia Qingdai also cooked some potatoes in a pressure cooker. Then, without peeling them, they were placed one by one in the pavilion on the second floor of the Lotus Building. It was quickly filled up, which was quite spectacular.

Afraid that the potatoes would be blown cold too quickly by the wind, Xia Qingdai went to the tatami storage cabinet and dug out a plastic bag, which contained scraps of fabric that Xia Qingdai bought online a few days ago.

This kind of leftover material is super cheap and available in all kinds of fabrics. It is sold by the pound, priced at eighty-nine yuan per pound. Xia Qingdai bought five pounds.

She picked out a piece of thick plaid cotton cloth, covered it directly on the pavilion, tucked the sides, and a simple tent appeared.

She reached out to retrieve the small teacup that was dirty from the dishes washed by the little people, ran back to the kitchen and washed it carefully with dish soap, then poured half a cup of hot water and put it back in the same place.

Several coachmen who were taking shelter here didn't pay attention when the water glass was taken away, but when it was suddenly put down with a "thud", they all saw it and were all shocked. They rubbed their eyes in unison and looked at each other again. .

"Was there a big water tank here just now? It was still steaming!"

"It seems to have happened before."

"Oh my God! This must be a miracle!"

Xia Qingdai's eyes quickly scanned the Lotus Building and found Owen standing at the window of the medical center. She smiled and said: "Owen, I put a lot of hot potatoes on the second floor. You can check the arrangements. There is also the cold cup. I have replaced the water with hot water."

"it is good."

Then Owen walked out of the hospital, ordered a few people who were watching him and climbed up the stairs to the second floor. When he opened the curtain, a hot potato aroma hit his face.

"Ouch! Such a big potato!" Someone was shocked.

“Are these potatoes from heaven?”

Owen turned to the person who spoke: "Yes, these are the potatoes of heaven. They were not given to us by God, but by a kind-hearted goddess."

"Oh Goddess Goddess!"

"Long live the goddess!"

As the crowd shouted one after another, Xia Qingdai found that there were still a few strands of faith rising underneath, thinking that they had changed their faith too quickly.

What is false is false, and the piety on the lips cannot be beaten. As expected, it is still our Chinese rule to collect the incense after finishing the practical work.

It's a pity that there are many people coming to eat and drink, but very few people contribute their faith.

Xia Qingdai lay in the sky and carefully identified the people who had contributed their faith to her.

The child and her mother at the beginning, an old woman holding a baby, a young man who didn't know whether he had just fallen or was lame, and several grooms from the car rental company and others.

Each time she travels after leaving the castle, at least a quarter of the energy in Xia Qingdai's dantian will be consumed.

The added power of faith was too weak to be consumed by her traveling back and forth, but it was better than nothing.

Xia Qingdai turned her attention to the sky above the castle again. This was the base camp of her power of faith.

No matter whether she is staying in her modern room or an old castle, it only takes a day and a night for her depleted energy to be restored.