I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 437 Seaside Town
When Xia Qingdai appeared in front of the villa, she found that Owen had been waiting there for a long time.

Although he didn't have to work from nine to five and should have no concept of weekends, because of Xia Qingdai, weekends had a special meaning to him.

Every weekend, his goddess would come to this time and space.

He had figured out the pattern: since coming to London, the goddess' arrival time in this space and time had been pushed back by a few hours. And she would go upstairs to sleep at 7 o'clock in the evening without fail - although he had never entered the goddess' room at night, he knew some things.

The goddess's so-called going upstairs to sleep was just an excuse to leave this world.

Owen felt a little lost when he thought that the goddess had less and less time left in this world, so he couldn't bear to miss every minute with the goddess.

"You're back." Owen took off his hat and saluted Xia Qingdai, then asked, "You said before that you wanted to see the sea, are you still going?"

"See the sea in London?"

"It's in Dartford, on the edge of London, not far away." Owen looked up at the sky. "If you're worried about the time, maybe we can fly?"

Although he couldn't see it, he knew there was a black flying vehicle in the sky.

When Xia Qingdai heard what Owen said, she was immediately moved: "Okay, then we'll fly over there."

The travel luggage had been prepared long ago, and the servants were not surprised that the cousin was leaving right after returning.

This elusive cousin loves traveling around the world the most. So what's so strange about her not being at home?
In front of all the servants, he got into the carriage tied to the drone that landed in the villa yard.

After closing the car door and the drone took off, Xia Qingdai left as usual, leaving Owen sitting alone in the car.

She just lay at the edge of the glass tank with great interest, waiting for Owen on the drone to open the map.

It takes about an hour to travel from London to the nearest seaside town by horse-drawn carriage, but the time can be greatly shortened by flying by drone.

Although the flying speed of a drone is far from comparable to that of a real airplane, after all, we have to consider the pressure-bearing capacity of the carriage tied to the drone.

But no matter what, flying in the sky is definitely much faster than running on the ground. At least when flying in the sky, there are no detours to go around, and you can just take the fastest straight line.

Therefore, less than half an hour after departure, the drone carried Owen to the seaside town.

There are quite a few people scattered on the mudflats here, all bending over to catch seafood and filling their stomachs with some seafood.

This season is the most lean time of the year, and there are many hungry families, even in London.

Xia Qingdai asked Owen to fly directly to the seaside before landing, and then she transformed herself into a little man and came to Owen's side.

She kicked off her shoes and quickly took off her socks. Then, using the magic of the "Monkey King", she drew a circle on the beach and put her shoes and socks into the circle.

"Owen, take off your shoes and socks and put them in too."

Owen looked at the circle on the beach in confusion: "Is this circle really magical?"

Xia Qingdai smiled: "Maybe."

After saying that, she ran towards the coastline barefoot with her arms open, shouting, "Atlantic Ocean, here I come!" Owen followed closely after her. Although he did not shout like Xia Qingdai, the smile on his face also told of his joy.

"Owen, come and chase me!" Xia Qingdai was as happy as a child. The sea can make people forget all their worries.

"Okay!" Owen agreed, controlling the distance, and playing the game of soldiers catching robbers with Xia Qingdai.

People who were fishing on the mudflat nearby heard the laughter coming from the beach and looked up curiously. They saw a young man and a woman dressed fashionably, running one after the other on the beach.

"Who are they? They look like a young couple on their honeymoon." A middle-aged woman with a high, curved nose like an eagle's murmured, looking at the figures chasing each other on the beach with envy.

She seemed to recall her youth when she and her husband also ran freely on the beach in such beautiful weather.

"They look like they are from the city. The clothes they are wearing don't look cheap."

It was common for the city's nobles, who had nothing better to do, to take a horse-drawn carriage to their seaside town for vacation, where they would swim, sunbathe and take walks on the beach. This was nothing strange to anyone.

"It's good to be rich. We don't have to worry about getting hungry quickly." For a group of poor fishermen like them who live in a seaside town, how can they run so wildly for no reason? They can't even replenish the calories they consume.

Only the upper class can exercise without restraint. The poor dare not consume their physical strength at will. After all, they do not have enough food to fill their stomachs.

Life is hard, and the poor always have to work hard to survive. This is true even for the poor living in the country that first experienced the industrial revolution. In the world of capital, the gap between the rich and the poor is always huge.

If you go to the textile factories in the town, you will find that there are still many six or seven-year-old girl workers there. Their families cannot afford to support them, so they are sent to the factories early to make a living.

Child laborers were not only found in textile factories, but also in the chimneys of large households. This work was usually done by boys.

The chimney was small, so only a clever and thin boy could get in and clean it.

Whether it is the girl child workers in the textile factories or the boy child workers cleaning the chimneys, they are all a group of very pitiful people because they basically will not live to see the day when they grow up.

The harsh working environment and the cruel reality of lack of medical care and medicine meant that even if they were able to earn some bread to fill their stomachs through their labor for a short period of time, they would often die early from lung disease.

Of course, Xia Qingdai, who was running and jumping happily on the beach as if she were Monkey King, didn't know about this.

In the vicinity of the old base at Fucui Villa, in the area where Owen served as sheriff, the industry was not well developed, there were no textile factories, and there were no child textile workers.

As for male smokers, there were some, but they would avoid their masters' activities when they worked. Therefore, Xia Qingdai had never seen one in the long time she had been in the castle.

Fortunately, since the establishment of Fucui Welfare Home, there are no more such pitiful little smokers in the surrounding area of ​​Yivra.

Those children who have no food to eat will naturally all flock to the welfare home. There is no need for them to work hard by climbing up and down in the gray and black chimneys.

What's more, if you rely on working for food, you will inevitably go hungry. It is not possible to find work every day in rural towns.

If you don't go if someone is supporting you, you must be stupid.

Even though there were a group of exploitative parasites in the welfare house at first, the treatment was much better than outside. At least they could be given a bowl of milk diluted with a lot of water, a mouthful of thin porridge, and a few slices of dry bread every day to fill their stomachs.