I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 184 It seems like you can make a fortune

The more Xia Qingdai talked, the more excited she became, and her eyes shone brightly at the thought of this scene, shining like stars in the sky.

Owen lowered his long brown eyelashes and said calmly: "Do you like listening to others playing the piano that much?"

Xia Qingdai tilted her head and smiled at him: "I only like to listen to good people playing, and you play the best."

The little people in your own family still need to be given adequate emotional value.

Owen's snow-white face turned red immediately when he heard this, but his voice did not change: "Oh, I can play it to you again when I get back."

Xia Qingdai smiled and said: "Cousin, you don't have to use honorifics when you talk to me. We are cousins!"

After saying that, he winked playfully at Owen.

Her skin color is different from that of Caucasians, as well as her plump and shapely figure, and her lively and lovely personality, which always makes her burst out with a wild beauty that is different from most conventional ladies.

Owen's Adam's apple moved, and he said "hmm" calmly, turning his face to look at the bustling pedestrians outside the car window, his heart beating like a drum.

When they got home, the guests had all gotten up, and Lily had prepared breakfast, so the two of them caught up just in time.

It was already eleven o'clock in the morning, and Xia Qingdai felt that there was no problem in saying it was lunch.

After happily finishing their meal, while Xia Qingdai and Jane Austen huddled on the sofa in the living room, reading and chatting, Owen sat down at the piano again and started playing.

Jane glanced at him strangely, sensitively sensing that Mr. Irving was a little different today.

Usually she rarely heard him play the piano. Even if she heard it occasionally, it was mostly the kind of very freehand and comfortable music.

But today he was actually playing a particularly difficult etude. It felt like he was showing off his skills, and it was so gorgeous that it made his ears feel uncomfortable.

People in the living room who were originally playing their own games were gradually attracted by the sound of Owen's piano and put down what they were doing.

After playing the song, Owen saw the others sitting upright, then stood up, bowed slightly, and left the piano bench.

Xia Qingdai was aroused by Owen's piano sound and took Jane over to play.

Her piano skills are naturally only at the level of an amateur player, but Jane is not too clever either. When the two of them play, the elder brother does not laugh at the second brother, and they are very harmonious.

The bell rang at one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time for the ladies to take a nap. Everyone put down their books and went upstairs in groups.

As for men, of course there is no need to take a nap. They can sit, lie down or chat in the backyard, corridor, lawn, etc. at noon. In short, there are many things waiting for them to consume their energy. Only weak ladies must take a nap.

This is the definition of gender given by the times.

Xia Qingdai went back to her room, of course not to sleep.

After treating Mozart, she is now in a good mood.

Because the other party didn't look like he was about to die. He didn't have any serious illness that could be cured.

Perhaps the reason for his premature death in history is related to the extremely poor garbage Western medicine in this era.

If Mozart had not died young in this world, with his talent, wouldn't he still be able to write many gorgeous movements that would not be seen in later history?

Wow, will she be able to make a fortune by reselling Mozart's scores?
When I have money, I will buy a river-view mansion for my brother and myself! Buy another one specifically to collect rent and be a housekeeper!

"Hiss~" Xia Qingdai quickly wiped her saliva and couldn't think any more, otherwise she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to close her mouth.

It seems that she needs to brush up on the basics of music!
She had learned piano music from both her tutor and Owen, but she was only scratching the surface. If you want to get Mozart's score, you have to work harder.

These two time-spaces should be parallel time-spaces, because the past cannot be changed!

So she took the new score written by Mozart that she had saved and returned to her modern era without having to worry about her conscience.

Yes, this is very reasonable. If this kind of human treasure in the palace of art is born, how can we bear not to spread it!

She is not a thief, she is just a porter of human art!
After thinking about this, Xia Qingdai happily took out the treasures she had stuffed in from modern times and began to sort them into categories.

Vitamin AD drops, probiotics and sugar candies can all be given to the little people here.

A man like Owen, who likes to ride horses in the countryside and get close to nature, has enough sun and does not need vitamin AD supplements. But it doesn’t hurt to eat a little bit of probiotics and pagodas.

After the distribution, Xia Qingdai took the basket and went downstairs to find Owen who was reading in the study, and explained to him what these things were, how to take them, etc.

Xia Qingdai ignored the rest of the distribution and let Irving take care of it.

Then Xia Qingdai waved her hand, walked upstairs and into the room with brisk steps, consuming the power of faith to return to modern times.

At this time in modern times, it is late at night, when everything is silent. Her brother was sleeping soundly, so she walked quietly to the living room, dug out the medicine box, and took it into her room.

Xia Qingdai put the things directly on the mat, took out the traditional Chinese medicine bag that she had divided last time, and began to weigh and cut the medicinal materials and prepare the medicine for Mozart.

After doing this, she once again used up the power of faith to return to her room in London, summoned the servant at Earl Walstein's house, handwritten a handwritten instruction for making and taking the medicine, and asked him to take it back quickly.

The reason why Xia Qingdai did not hesitate to use the power of faith to travel back and forth was because she hoped to get Mozart to take medicine as soon as possible and recover his health.

Now he is not only the Mozart in history, but he might also be able to get her the "treasure" of Jinshan!

After Mozart was cured this time, she became his sponsor. Let him immerse himself in the artistic palace of music with peace of mind, write beautiful music, no longer have to worry about the trivial matters of life, and no longer be impoverished.

After giving the medicine, Xia Qingdai returned to modern times, took out the pagoda sugar and probiotics she packed in glass bottles, and put her hand in front of the castle door of Fucui Villa.

The servant who was cleaning the yard was startled by two glass bottles that were taller than a man and fell from the sky.

But he reacted immediately, raised his head to the sky and thanked the sky, then threw away the broom and ran in to report the situation to the butler David.

Xia Qingdai took out her mobile phone, opened a wap document, and wrote in extra large font the dosage of pagoda sugar and probiotics.

When David walked from the castle to the glass bottle, Xia Qingdai stretched out the phone screen to show it to the little man below.

David raised his head and looked at a luminous rectangular object that appeared in mid-air. He was so shocked that he made the sign of the cross twice before he could clearly see what the words floating in the air were.

Seeing that David understood, Xia Qingdai took back her phone and happily entered her room in the castle, planning to take a nice nap.

In the evening, she was going to attend a picnic hosted by the royal family. She needed to replenish her spirits (most importantly, to replenish her faith) and have fun.

She didn't know yet that the address on the invitation was the address of Buckingham Palace, otherwise she would probably be happier.

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