I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 16 The Enlarged Nightgown

"How about that? I can give you some more cheese as payment."

Owen came back to his senses and immediately said: "Of course, this is my honor. You have already given me many things, and there is no need for other rewards."

"One code equals one code. What was given as a gift before is the previous one, and what is now is the tuition fee!" Xia Qingdai waved her hand proudly.

Her small piece of cheese snack was about the same size as a human being to them, and it was enough as payment, and she definitely didn't feel bad about it.

Since you want to start studying, of course you have to go to the study room.

So the two of them moved from the living room to Owen's study. This study was heavily decorated and had a large bookshelf, but only a few books.

Seeing Xia Qingdai's expression of confusion, Owen simply explained that most of the books here had been taken away by his aunt.

To be honest, the other party was short on time, and there was no place to put a lot of furniture, otherwise they would definitely take away all the movable furniture they could.

If old Owen hadn't died suddenly, then while he was lying on the hospital bed, his family would have probably sold the furniture for money.

Xia Qingdai didn't understand the relationship between Owen and the original owner of the house, so she nodded in confusion.

I thought to myself that the owner of Lilliput was indeed not rich, a bit like the wealthy family in the Dream of Red Mansions whose family was in decline.

There was not much gossip, and the two quickly entered a learning state. Having an English tutor with absolutely standard grammar and beautiful diction to teach English is incredibly efficient.

The all-English teaching model also made Xia Qingdai's listening skills soar.

After that, Xia Qingdai concentrated on English class until there was a knock on the study door.

It turned out that the maids had finally prepared the biscuits and were going to bring them to Owen for afternoon tea.

Owen asked them to put them in the living room, and then asked Xia Qingdai if she would like to have afternoon tea together.

Xia Qingdai was also curious, wondering if she could eat or drink the food in the castle, so she nodded in agreement.

As soon as the two of them put away their things, they left the study and went to the living room.

Biscuits and black tea with lots of sugar were placed on the coffee table in front of the fireplace.

After the maids went down, Owen poured tea and distributed biscuits to Xia Qingdai.

Xia Qingdai thanked her and took a sip of the black tea. She almost spit it out - so sweet!
  "Don't you pay for sugar here?" Xia Qingdai couldn't help but complain and put down her tea cup.

Owen noticed the teasing in her tone, and understood it as soon as his mind changed, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, did the maids put too much sugar in it? I'll change it for you."

After speaking, he loudly called Lim to come in.

"What do you need, Mr. Owen?"

"Lim, I'll reward you with this pot of tea. Make another pot of black tea. Don't add sugar. Bring the sugar bowl and I'll add it myself."

"Okay, as you command, sir." Lim gave Owen a strange look, then stepped forward to take away the black tea.

The British were particularly fond of sweets. From the beginning of their maritime hegemony in the seventeenth century, they captured a large number of black slaves from Africa and sold them to the American Caribbean plantations to grow sugar cane and then manufacture cane sugar.

The sucrose was eventually shipped back to the UK for consumption by the Chinese people. The technological development brought about by the Industrial Revolution gradually made white sugar out of the ranks of luxury goods.

By the end of the 18th century, ordinary British families could also consume white sugar. Sugar has completely broken away from its status as a luxury product and has entered the common people's dining table.

But China had done the same thing as early as the Northern Song Dynasty!
  The wisdom of the Chinese people led to the establishment of a professional cane sugar industry in the Northern Song Dynasty, with a dedicated sugar cane industrial park and a large number of merchants engaged in the cane sugar industry.

The Chinese people have satisfied their demand for sweetness long ago, eight or nine hundred years earlier than the British! Of course, Chinese people, who have countless delicacies, don’t like sweets that much.

A pot of black tea was served again. This time Xia Qingdai didn't add sugar at all. She didn't understand how to add sugar to tea.

Owen hesitated when he saw this, and followed the example of the "goddess" and didn't add any sugar.

Xia Qingdai drank tea and ate sweet biscuits, confirming that she could eat castle food.

Then if she comes to the castle to eat when she is hungry in the future, wouldn't it save her family a lot of food expenses? !
  You have to know that when modern ingredients are put here, they are magnified many times!

She seemed to have discovered a throttling bug! It seems that food expenses can be saved!

Seeing Xia Qingdai's eyes suddenly light up, Owen thought she was satisfied with this snack!
  This was really a big misunderstanding. Xia Qingdai hated the biscuits that contained a lot of sugar. She could only get by with the black tea.

After eating afternoon tea, Xia Qingdai yawned somewhat sleepily.

She thought it was time to go back. She lay on the sofa thinking about how to go back, but fell asleep the next second.

Owen saw Xia Qingdai suddenly disappearing again, and he became much calmer.

Three-thirty in the afternoon in the castle is equivalent to three-thirty in the morning in the real world. Xia Qingdai stayed up all night again, it would be strange not to fall asleep immediately.

Xia Qingdai, who returned to the real world, left the warm fireplace and was half asleep from the cold. She stumbled into the bed and continued to sleep.

A girl without worries has unrivaled sleep quality.

Early the next morning, Xia Qingdai was woken up by the alarm clock. When she woke up, her head was confused.

The weather in the south always changes like a scumbag.

The highest temperature in the previous two days was still 23 degrees, and after a snowfall it dropped to minus 3 degrees.

Even inside the house, it takes a lot of courage to leave the bed.

Xia Qingdai stayed in bed for another ten minutes, until she couldn't catch the bus if she didn't get up, so she yelled and got up.

It took me five minutes to wash up quickly, grab a few handfuls of my hair, comb it into a ponytail, then grab my schoolbag and go out.

Christmas is coming soon and the streets are full of Christmas decorations.

This city may have the strongest Christmas atmosphere in China, with models of the white-bearded grandfather everywhere.

People here are also very particular about going out. It is difficult for ordinary people to tell whether a person is rich or poor based on his clothes.

But the excitement of the entire city belongs to white-collar workers and college students, and has nothing to do with the struggling high school seniors.

Xia Qingdai experienced a day of ecstasy at school and took nearly ten test papers. When she got home, her eyes were numb.

Xia Shanglu worked overtime as usual today. Xia Qingdai put her schoolbag in the room and went back to the room after washing.

Xia Qingdai, who had just taken off her school uniform jacket, suddenly discovered the nightgown on the bed that did not belong to her.

"Isn't this what Owen put on me in the castle?" She picked up the nightgown and looked at it again and again in disbelief. She couldn't believe it.

Could a nightgown that was so small in the castle grow bigger with her?

(End of this chapter)