I was a god in the 18th century

The Juan family were a group of people recruited by the villa when the snowstorm was at its worst and food was in short supply.

Under the circumstances at that time, recruiting people for the Villa was no different than doing good deeds. It was with the food distributed by the master that everyone was able to survive and survive the cold winter.

Unexpectedly, Juan would betray his conscience for a few guineas.

Overnight, all the servants in Fucui Villa knew that the good fortune of Juan's family had come to an end, and they couldn't stay here any longer.

After leaving Fucui Villa, it would be difficult for them to find a place to take them in.

Owen has not yet spared his hand to judge Juan. Currently, his eyes are completely attracted by the ancient bronze bridge standing on the lake in front of him.

Facing the fact that Xia Qingdai easily built a bridge, Owen couldn't help but feel that manpower was sometimes scarce.

He raised his head and looked at Xia Qingdai looming in the clouds, feeling like he didn't know what to say.

One word: cow!

I just heard the other party say cheerfully: "Okay, Owen, give it a try!"

"Okay." Owen pulled the reins and drove the horse back and forth on the bridge, the horse's hooves making a pleasant "tapping" sound.

Although this bridge model is made of bronze, it is not made of copper, but is made of steel like the actual Golden Gate Bridge. The bridge is also paved with a layer of anti-corrosion wood so that horses can run on it without making too much noise.

"Okay, now it's very close to Wanghe Villa from Fucui Villa!" Xia Qingdai said to herself with a smile.

Owen only understood the word "OK" and couldn't understand the rest of the Chinese language, so he looked confused.

Xia Qingdai waved her hands to Owen and said, "Go and get busy, I'm going to get busy too!"

"Oh."

With this bridge, not only the distance between the two villas is instantly shortened, but it is also much more convenient for people in Wanghe Villa to go to town.

The original plot of Wanghe Villa was more rural than Fucui Villa, and it was further away from the town, having to go around a large lake.

Now that there is this bridge, it will be much faster for people in Wanghe Villa to go to church and go shopping in the town!

For Xia Qingdai and Owen, it will be much more convenient to go from Fucui Villa to Wanghe Villa to inspect the construction progress.

While Xia Qingdai was busy making dinner for herself and her brother, Owen turned his horse around and went directly to the farm to interrogate the servant Juan.

The bridge was quiet for a moment.

The farmer who drove his donkey cart past the lake in the morning thought he was dazzled when he saw the bridge floating in the smoke. I rubbed my eyes and looked carefully, and found that it was not dazzling, a bridge really appeared overnight!
"Oh, my God! The Sky Bridge!"

He immediately shouted excitedly and didn't even rush to the town. He drove the donkey cart to the bridge, jumped off the donkey cart, then carefully touched it, and stepped on the bridge bit by bit. .

After making sure his feet were firmly on the bridge, the farmer whistled excitedly again, jumped on the donkey cart and ran back and forth on the bridge!
There were also people driving boats on the lake. They were nearby fishermen and also operated ferry boats.

Some people get on the boat before dawn to catch fish and sell them in the market. But it is not very popular. No one is interested in freshwater fish, except those who are too poor to open the pot.

When snowstorms occur and food is scarce in winter, the lake freezes and it is impossible to catch fish. Now that spring is coming and the flowers are blooming, the frozen ice on the roads has melted, making it easier for merchants to transport grain into the town. Everyone can buy grain at normal prices, but freshwater fish is useless.

This lake flows through the territory of more than ten squires from upstream to downstream. No one has yet announced that this lake belongs to anyone, and the default is that it is shared by all the gentry. Anyway, there is no share for the poor peasants or tenants.

Therefore, fishermen who come to the lake to fish and sell money have to greet and give gifts (usually fish) to all the squires along the coast, and they can only get the permission of all the squires. When Xia Qingdai drilled holes in the ground in the morning, she alerted the boatman on the ferry. But they only dared to watch from a distance and did not dare to row the boat over.

At this time, there was no movement from the gods, and Owen also left. Only then did these people row the boat over to find out.

Compared with other farmers who were looking at the bridge happily, the boatmen looked like they were mourning for their heirs!

As soon as the bridge appeared, they were immediately out of work!

After all, you can’t make much money selling freshwater fish, so you mainly make money from ferrying.

A boatman suddenly shouted: "This bridge was conjured by the patron saint of Fortress Villa. It didn't exist yesterday! I just saw Mr. Owen riding a horse and stopping by the lake to watch the bridge being conjured up little by little! He should Is there a bridge toll?"

There are currently many privately built bridges in the UK, and there are tolls for crossing them. When it comes to infrastructure, Britain cannot compare with the Qing Dynasty.

When the boatman asked, people who had been on the bridge several times immediately walked off the bridge and looked at each other.

Someone said weakly: "Will Mr. Owen accept it?"

"That's hard to say."

"I've traveled all over the country for so long, and I've never heard of such a nice bridge being built for people to cross for free!"

Everyone was talking about this, because they didn’t know if there would be a toll, and no one dared to go on the bridge easily.

Owen had just held a small trial meeting in the hall of the farm villa, and asked the rich farmer who was part-time as a policeman to escort Juan to the Correctional Institution to perform labor service.

Juan cried and begged Owen for mercy, but the latter ignored him, and even his family announced that they would be kicked out of the Fukui Grange property.

With nowhere to go, Mrs. Juan and her three small children ended up on Mr. Anderson's property. As a result, Anderson's servants drove him away before asking for help.

Spring is here, and although it is difficult for the orphans and widows, they will not freeze to death.

Owen has no sympathy for those who betray him, so he doesn't care about the whereabouts of their mother and son.

As for other people in the villa, it is even less possible for them to express sympathy to others. Everyone is trying their best to live their own lives, who cares about the lives of others!
The people who entered the farm in the same group as Juan even hated their family because they were afraid of being implicated.

When Owen rode out from the farm, Jack, the valet, rushed over, pointed in the direction of the lake and shouted: "Mr. Owen, bridge! Bridge!"

Owen said calmly: "I already know."

Jack ran to Owen's horse, excitedly helped him lead the horse, and reported to him endlessly what everyone was talking about on the bridge.

By the time Owen returned to the castle, he knew everything.

However, he did not express an opinion on whether to charge or not. He planned to wait until he asked Xia Qingdai what he meant before announcing it to the outside world.

After returning home, he entered the study and began to deal with the day's affairs.

Today's small case has been decided, but the other affairs of the Villa have not yet begun.

The wool merchant will probably come over at noon, and in the morning he will first deal with other trivial matters inside the villa.