I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 21 This Christmas tree will light up
  Xia Qingdai studied for another hour amid the sound of prayer. It was not until the sound of prayer gradually stopped hearing in her ears that she woke up from the state of "enlightenment".

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and for Xia Qingdai, it was three o'clock in the morning.

But she was not sleepy at all, on the contrary, she was very refreshed.

At this time, Irving took Xia Qingdai to a suite on the second floor. This used to be the bedroom of Mr. Irving's youngest daughter, but it was now empty and unoccupied.

The suite is large, with a cloakroom, living room, bathroom, and music room all fully equipped, but there are not many furnitures. The place where the piano was originally placed is also empty, and the bookcases are even more empty.

Xia Qingdai didn't know why Owen brought her here, so she looked at him with confusion.

Owen met her gaze, with a hint of uneasiness on his pale face, but his tone was as polite as ever: "Ms. Xia, I have prepared a few dresses for you for the Christmas Eve dance. I wonder if you need them."

"Ah?" Xia Qingdai was so surprised. Did he prepare a dress for her?
  Owen led her to the cloakroom, then bowed slightly and exited the room, leaving the space to Xia Qingdai who was stunned.

These dresses were all custom-made by Owen himself in the town of Ifhra, a mile away.

The money spent was obtained by selling most of the ham sausages given by Xia Qingdai.

In this season of raging snowstorms, all kinds of food are in short supply on the market, so ham sausages are naturally very popular.

Without much effort, Owen sold the ham sausage, which was about the same thickness as an adult, to Bill, a big businessman in the town who often came to the city.

With this income, he not only customized dresses for Xia Qingdai and himself, but also had enough money to purchase coal and firewood, pay the window tax for the coming year, and pay the servants' wages this month.

Xia Qingdai looked at the several classical dresses hanging in the closet. They turned out to be better-looking than she had imagined, but they were much inferior to the dresses from Queen Victoria's era.

No way, Xia Qingdai, who grew up listening to fairy tales, has a special liking for dolls from the Romantic period and the New Rococo period.

The neoclassical dress was too frugal for her and did not fit the ancient European scene in her dream.

But thinking so, it didn't stop her from taking off these simple dresses and trying them on.

However, after changing into the dress, Xia Qingdai suddenly realized that there was no mirror in this room!
  It shouldn’t be. There was a glass mirror in Europe at the end of the 18th century.

She remembered that there seemed to be a bronze mirror in the bathroom in Owen's suite, but she couldn't go into his room.

Forget it, Xia Qingdai didn't want to look in the mirror anymore. After trying on two dresses, she felt a little sleepy.

There was a fireplace in this room, which was warm and comfortable, much more comfortable than her own modern room.

So she simply picked a pure white high-waisted skirt that looked more like a nightgown, put it on, and got into bed to sleep.

As I lay on the pillow, the devout prayer sounded in my ears again, like hypnotic white noise.

Accompanied by this prayer, Xia Qingdai fell asleep.

The strange thing is that this time she did not log off in her sleep, but she kept lying on the bed in the castle.

It wasn't until the rumble of a carriage downstairs woke Xia Qingdai that she opened her eyes in a daze.

Hearing the noise below, Xia Qingdai got out of bed with her bare feet in confusion, walked to the head of the bed, opened the window and took a look.

The sky outside was bright and yellow, it was dusk. Neighbors who had come to attend the Christmas Eve dance at Fortress were arriving in carriages one after another.

Huh! This time I fell asleep in the castle, but I didn't return to modern times!
  Xia Qingdai, who came back to her senses, was shocked by this incident. She couldn't go back on her own!
  She immediately closed the window and was so anxious that she wondered how she was going to get back!
  Just when she was thinking about going back, the world was spinning and everything in front of her eyes became blurry. When it became clear again, she returned to the bed in her room.

In the winter in Jiangnan, there is almost no difference between indoors and outdoors, and the feeling of dampness and coldness comes.

Xia Qingdai shivered from the cold and quickly got into the bed that was as cold as ice.

Now if you just think about it, can you come out?

Xia Qingdai was a little confused. She stayed in bed until she warmed the quilt, and her mind finally became clear.

She poked her head and looked down at the old castle in the bay window connected to her tatami bed. The yard was full of people and cars coming and going, making it very lively.

The two solar-powered Christmas tree lights she had given to Owen had begun to light up, and there were a lot of people circling around them.

At the end of the 18th century, although Franklin had already discovered electricity, it was still a hundred years before Edison invented an electric light that could actually be put into use.

At this time, the courtyard of the castle was equipped with solar lamps of modern technological civilization. For the ancient people who still lit oil lamps and candles, they were just Pokémon. It would be strange not to be watched.

When Owen first discovered that this huge Christmas tree glass house was a light that could shine, he was just as surprised as everyone else.

But he soon remembered that when discussing physics with Xia Qingdai, the other party mentioned the story of Edison and the electric light.

So after the initial shock, he immediately calmed down and told everyone that this was not a miracle, but an electric light.

The gentlemen and ladies who came to the ball were confused as to what electric light was.

But looking at Irving's indifferent appearance, they didn't want to act too country bumpkin.

So after being astonished, everyone restrained their curiosity, stepped onto the steps in front of the gate of Fucui Villa, and entered the house.

Xia Qingdai lay on top and watched with great interest. This kind of solar lamp is so beautiful and convenient! No need to plug in, and it’s environmentally friendly!
  As long as it absorbs four hours of solar energy during the day, it will be bright for twelve hours at night without any problem. If it's too bright, you can turn off the switch.

This kind of solar garden light, which is ordinary in modern times, becomes a beautiful treasure when placed in front of the ancient castle!
  The glowing Christmas tree brings endless topics to this rural Christmas Eve.

Not only the gentlemen and ladies who came for the appointment were talking, but the farmers and women on the edge of the village were also looking around.

Another miracle appeared in the Greenland Villa, a Christmas tree that could glow at night. No wonder it had to be covered with a glass house. Mr. Owen was really a lucky man protected by the gods.

The guests who walked into the house and passed through the entrance were shocked again when they saw the snowman candle that was taller than a person.

However, due to the comparison with the solar Christmas tree lights outside, the snowman candles looked ordinary.

The former is a black technology that everyone cannot understand, with a price but no market, while the latter only represents wealth.

Didn't it say that the new heir to the villa was a retired poor military officer? Why does it seem that this is not the case now?

(End of this chapter)