I was a god in the 18th century

After Martin left in embarrassment, Andrew was still there howling miserably. Owen, who heard the noise and came over with his sword in hand, gave a soft drink and stopped in fear. He quickly knelt and crawled to Owen's feet, kept kissing his boots, and swore that he would never reveal any information about him to outsiders in the future.

Owen looked up at the looming face in the black and blue clouds. As soon as he met Xia Qingdai's eyes, he heard the other person say: "This guy is telling someone about you, I gave him a little punishment." , I guess he won’t dare to do it again in the future.”

Owen bowed slightly to Xia Qingdai: "Thank you."

Then he shook his feet, kicked Andrew away, frowned and said, "What did you say? Tell me honestly."

With snot and tears, Andrew explained everything about Martin's visit just now. Of course in his reorganized language, and he completely forgot about the three guineas, not even a word was mentioned.

It can be seen from this that people really dare to risk being strangled if there is a 100% benefit.

Andrew's current annual salary, including rewards for completing KPIs, is nine pounds.

1 guinea = 1.05 British pounds = 21 shillings. Three guineas is almost his four or five months' salary. This is the reason for his sudden "amnesia".

When Xia Qingdai noticed Andrew and Martin, the guineas given by the latter had already gone into the former's pocket, so she naturally didn't see them.

And Xia Qingdai didn't care that much about the money from ancient Britain. The main reason was that it was so small that she wasn't even qualified to make antiques in modern times!

Her current thoughts are not on making money, and she is not very knowledgeable about making money, otherwise she should understand the principle of adding up a little to make a lot.

Although the guinea is too small to be seen in modern times, it is still a gold coin! If one doesn't work, just use hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands. That's a lot of money!

Of course, with windfalls being so strictly controlled nowadays, Xia Qingdai would have a headache if she really took tens of thousands of mini gold coins and returned to the modern age.

Now if you go to the bank to withdraw 20,000 yuan, the staff will ask you why you are withdrawing the money; if you go to deposit 50,000 yuan, they will also ask you to provide proof of the legal source of funds.

Go to the gold store to deal with this pile of weird mini gold coins. The store may not back up and call the police. How to explain it will be a problem.

This is a digression, so I won’t mention it for now.

After interrogating Andrew, Owen disgustedly asked him to go down and change clothes. The smell of urine was so strong that he couldn't stand it.

As for whether Andrew was completely telling the truth, Owen certainly knew it in his heart.

There is no such thing as unwarranted warmth. Since Andrew would reveal his identity to a stranger, he would certainly benefit from it.

It's just these trivial things that he doesn't bother to ask about one by one.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Let the servants wipe a little oil, which is the awareness that every master must have. As long as he has the ability to complete the tasks assigned to him, he can continue to use it.

The goddess has already punished Andrew, and it will be enough for him to deduct half a month's salary from him.

After all, servants at the end of the 18th century were becoming more and more self-aware. They even refused to wear uniforms and were not so obedient and easy to manage.

If someone insists on letting servants wear the uniforms they arrange, then they must pay several times the market price of the servants in order to hire the servants - and may not be able to retain the servants.

What the footman wants is his own clothing, even if it is not as good as the servant's uniform. Most maids must not only be unique, but also gorgeous.

86% of their salary expenses are spent on clothing.

Maids are usually young girls, and dressing up well will help them find better husbands. Therefore, there are basically no maids at this time who don't like to dress up.

It's better in the countryside, but in the city, many people may not even be able to tell the difference between a mistress and a maid based on their appearance. In the eyes of upper-class people in the 18th century, no working group was more interested in dressing up than servants.

Nobles were the objects of imitation by the middle class, and their servants led the lower class in dressing fashion.

After dealing with Andrew's affairs, the people gathered around the Lotus Building also returned to their carriages, and Owen planned to go to sleep.

In the lobby of the Lotus Building, although there is no fireplace, it is still very warm to sleep on the floor because of the warm baby placed by Xia Qingdai.

As a groom, and he had just made a mistake, Andrew naturally did not have the good fortune to share a room with Mr. Irving, so he could only huddle miserably in another room in the Lotus Building.

But compared to those travelers who were crowded on the public carriage and had difficulty even straightening their legs, Andrew was lucky to be able to lie down and sleep.

Xia Qingdai had been paying attention to the people who provided her with the power of faith. She saw the child and his mother sitting sideways on the carriage, close to each other, covered with a medium-sized scarf, and the cold wind blew from time to time. The curtain hanging on the door of the open carriage.

Just think about it and you will know how difficult this cold snowy night is for them.

People who are stuck in traffic are really unlucky.

If everything goes well, even if everyone doesn't have time to go to the city at night, they can at least find a hotel to stay and sleep in. And now, everyone has to spend the night in the carriage!

Xia Qingdai pondered for a moment, then turned around and dug out a plastic storage box for clothes in her closet.

She pulled out the drawer inside and put the storage box in the snow, intending to use it as a temporary shelter for the little people to sleep in.

But imagination is beautiful, reality is skinny.

As soon as the plastic box was put down, it was blown askew by the wind below.

The snowstorm has not stopped yet, and the plastic box is not as stable as the Lotus House carriage model.

Xia Qingdai then collected the storage box again, rearranged it and put it in the closet, holding her head and thinking about what to change if this didn't work.

She looked around the room, and finally had an idea and dug out the mooncake box left over from the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The shape of this box is very unique. It is shaped like a Chinese hut. It has two layers. The height of each layer is about the same as the average height of a villain.

Although the mooncake boxes are made of paper, they are all corrugated paper that is moisture-proof, impact-resistant, and pressure-resistant. It is no problem for little ones to temporarily shelter from the wind and snow for a night's sleep.

Just as she thought of it, Xia Qingdai cut out all the partitions inside, then took out the scissors and cut out a door on the outside. Then she took out a few pieces of baby warmers and put them inside as an electric blanket.

After finishing the processing, she placed the mooncake box hut not far from the Lotus Building. She opened the box, took out the first layer, then took out four nails and nailed them into the ground, so that she would not be afraid of being blown away by the wind at night!

She doesn't feel bothered by the nails in this kind of mooncake box, but she would be reluctant to replace it with a storage box.

"Done!" Xia Qingdai clapped her hands and said to Owen, who was standing by the window of the Lotus Building hall looking at her, "Owen, there are a few people who are very religious to me. Go and call them over and let them sleep here."

"Ok."