I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 443: Eating Seafood and Enjoying the Sea View
The seafood we caught today was on the table at noon.

Xia Qingdai didn't like oysters very much, but she didn't expect that the oysters grilled by Owen were unexpectedly delicious.

A total of six oysters were found today, all of which were grilled on a copper rack. They did not use an open flame, but the smokeless bamboo charcoal that Xia Qingdai had just obtained from Lilliput.

The minced garlic and chopped green onions in it were also what Xia Qingdai cut in small amounts from modern times.

Owen had been with Xia Qingdai for a long time, so he had learned how to make dipping sauces. Today's dipping sauce was his masterpiece. It was made by mixing oyster sauce, soy sauce and high-temperature vegetable oil, and poured over the sizzling oysters. A fragrance spread out, and just smelling it made people salivate and whet their appetite.

Owen's hands, which were calloused from years of holding guns and swords, were not afraid of the heat. He took out the grilled oysters one by one with his bare hands and placed them on the plate.

After waiting for the oyster meat to cool down, Xia Qingdai carefully took the first bite, and then put the entire oyster meat and juice into her mouth and chewed it.

"Delicious, really good!" Xia Qingdai was impressed by the sweet and delicious taste of the grilled oysters and ate three in one go.

When Owen silently pushed the fourth one to her plate, she smiled and said, "That's enough, three is enough for me! I also want to eat grilled shrimp and grilled fish!"

"Okay." Owen took back the oysters with a smile, and used a serving chopstick to help Xia Qingdai pick out the roasted shrimps.

If you ignore Irving's blond hair and sculptural appearance, he looks just like an ordinary Chinese person. He is very good at using chopsticks.

"Owen, when did you learn the barbecue skills? You grill the fish so well, tender inside and crispy outside. You can even set up a stall now! Haha!" Xia Qingdai didn't have to cook lunch herself today. Even without a chef, she could still enjoy a delicious seafood meal.

She had originally been thinking about doing it herself, but she hadn't expected that Owen had secretly learned a skill to surprise her.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingdai couldn't help but tilt her head slightly to look at Owen who was grilling seriously on the side. His golden hair like the sun fell on his forehead, mottled with intoxicating light and shadow. Although his nose was high, it was not abrupt at all, as if the proportions were carefully carved by God. He was really handsome!

As if sensing Xia Qingdai's gaze, Owen also tilted his head slightly and looked up. The two lines of sight met in the air, waves of light surged, and only a "dong dong dong" sound was heard in his ears.

Xia Qingdai quickly lowered her eyes and used chopsticks to fiddle with the small fish, of which only bones were left.

"Here." Owen tactfully picked up another piece with his serving chopsticks, "This one is cooked too."

"Oh." Xia Qingdai nodded silently, and suddenly a messy and unfamiliar emotion grew in her heart.

After lunch, the two of them each held a book and sat in a corner of the sofa, reading quietly.

At this moment, the servant Heim's voice suddenly rang out from outside the window: "Who! Who's hiding there?"

Xia Qingdai listened attentively. With her hearing ability, she could clearly hear several sets of hurried footsteps. If it was Eucommia, she could even infer the person's height, weight, gender, and age.

Owen raised his head, grabbed the bell beside him and rang it. A moment later, Heim came to report: "Sir, there were a few people peeking outside the fence just now. I ran out and saw that they looked like servants from the neighboring houses."

"Yeah." Owen understood, "It seems that the neighbors are very curious about us."

Heim seemed to be hesitant to speak. Owen knew what he was going to say, but he didn't want to listen, so he waved his hand and let him go. Normally, when a respectable gentleman arrives in a new place, he will naturally visit his neighbors and get to know them first.

But Owen didn't want to waste the rare time alone with his goddess for a distant seaside neighbor, so he didn't make any plans in that regard.

At this time, Xia Qingdai put down the book in her hand and said to Owen, "Owen, let's go to the beach again. This time we won't go fishing. We'll just enjoy the sea breeze and look at the sea."

"Don't you want to read anymore?" Owen also put down the book and stood up.

"No, the exterior walls have just been painted, and the smell will seep in. Let it air out first, and then we can sit on the balcony and watch the sea next time we come."

"Okay. Please wait a moment and let me get a cloak for you. It's windy at the seaside." Since the goddess has made up her mind to go out for a walk, how could Owen object?

"Well, thank you."

There were few servants in the seaside villa, so Owen, as a gentleman, naturally had to show his gentlemanly manners and take good care of the lady. Besides, Xia Qingdai was so special to him, so his attentiveness was natural.

April in London would be very pleasant in later times, but in the context of the global Little Ice Age, even though it was spring, the temperature was still below ten degrees, and it became even colder when the sea breeze blew.

I didn't feel it when I was playing, but I felt cold when I was taking a leisurely walk along the coastline.

Xia Qingdai felt that it was fortunate that she was wearing a cloak, otherwise she would not have the leisure time to watch the sea.

"It seems to be getting colder this afternoon." Xia Qingdai pulled up the hood of her cloak so that even her neck and ears would not get cold.

"Well, looking at the clouds, it might rain soon." Owen looked up at the sky for a while, then said lightly.

"Is it going to rain? Then we should leave early." Xia Qingdai looked at the clouds on the sea, but found nothing.

At the end of the 18th century, there was no such thing as weather forecasting in the world. It was not until the mid-19th century that the first meteorological office was established in the UK and weather forecasting began. Now if you want to predict weather changes, you can only rely on your own astronomical knowledge.

Owen could understand celestial phenomena, but Xia Qingdai was much weaker in this regard. Although high school geography classes also taught some astronomy knowledge, it was not within the scope of her college entrance examination, so it was not enough for her to predict the weather.

However, she believed in Owen's judgment, so she stopped and decided to return to London as soon as possible. Otherwise, if it rained and thundered on the way, she was afraid that Owen would be in danger while sitting on the drone.

"Owen, do you want to go back and get your luggage?" Xia Qingdai came to the beach for vacation empty-handed this time. All the luggage was prepared by Owen, and she was free and relaxed.

Owen glanced at the sky again and replied, "You don't have to take it. It's not important. It doesn't matter if you leave it here. We'll come back next time anyway."

"Okay, then we'll leave immediately." After saying this, Xia Qingdai disappeared from Owen's sight.

Less than a second later, a drone tied to a carriage was snatched down from the sky by a giant white hand.

Owen was already accustomed to flying inside, so without any hesitation, he bent down and sat in the car.