I was a god in the 18th century

Owen looked at Xia Qingdai's eyes that lit up instantly and smiled slightly. He had known that she must be interested in this matter, so he simply took over the investment contract.

The two of them sat next to the fireplace, and we looked at each picture together.

Brutner's wife was curious and asked the two of them what they were looking at. When she learned that it was about investment, she was instantly not interested.

She is a true housewife of this era. She has been thoroughly brainwashed and thinks that it is very unseemly for women to go out to work. Naturally, she has no interest in these things. She has a headache when she sees the dense words on it.

Brutner's wife's English is very poor, and she has to rely on guesswork in daily communication.

Xia Qingdai actually had a hard time reading this kind of contract. Her English was not good enough to understand so many professional business terms, so she simply treated it like an English test paper.

Owen was as patient as giving her an English lesson, and kept explaining to her in a soft voice the meaning of the contract and some British laws at that time.

Finally, Xia Qingdai felt that this business was feasible and she wanted to participate. Now that she has her own estate and her legal status in the UK, it is easy to invest.

She really wants to bring British high technology to China through the fleet. Even if it can be changed a little bit, it would be good.

Owen naturally had no problem with her thoughts and told Xia Qingdai that when businessman Bill comes tomorrow morning, we can discuss the details together.

When it comes to investing in the fleet, another problem facing Xia Qingdai is insufficient funds.

The money Owen helped Xia Qingdai sell the mirror had been spent on buying the land in the manor that once belonged to Richard.

Moreover, the subsequent reconstruction of the manor will require continuous investment of money.

Owen's small money for holding dances and buying costumes was more than enough after selling the lettuce, flour, butter, potatoes and other ingredients that Xia Qingdai put into the castle every day.

But rebuilding the manor and investing in the caravan are not a small sum of money. Relying on reselling food to raise money will be very eye-catching, because this requires reselling a lot of ingredients.

Owen, who had only inherited the castle for two months, had little money.

The reason why a businessman like Bill came to seek investment cooperation was because he was completely fooled by his superficial arrogance.

After all, in this snow-stormed winter, Irving could still sell him food, and he could also sell it with a full-length mirror that was clearer than the mirrors used by London nobles. He didn't look like he had no money.

To take a step back, even if Irving doesn't have any cash on hand, he must have a lot of treasures. It's like he has a large amount of unknown wealth.

Judging from the fact that none of the tenants of Fortress Villa fled to the city during this period, people's judgment of Owen at the beginning was completely wrong. He was not poor at all.

Maybe he had some adventure while serving as a soldier in America. He heard that there was gold everywhere overseas.

Owen's wealth, like the origin of his beautiful cousin, is very mysterious.

The latest version of Xia Qingdai's origin in the town has changed from a purely conjectural oriental princess to a romantic affair left in the East by a distant relative of Owen's ancestor.

Owen's ancestor did have a youngest son in the seventeenth century. He became a naval officer when he grew up and later went on an expedition to the East with a ship. However, he encountered a storm at sea and was never heard from again.

Owen used this relationship when applying for Xia Qingdai's household registration, so this matter came out.

Otherwise, no one in the small town would remember the people who lived more than a hundred years ago, and even the longest-living people would not be able to know the people who lived more than a hundred years ago. Xia Qingdai was not worried at all about the original funds.

In modern times, she is just a miserable high school student with little money.

But in this little country, she can't afford anything short of money!

If she opened up the supply of mirrors, she could overthrow all the mirror merchants in Europe in an instant!

Modern mirrors are far from comparable to the ordinary mirrors on the market in Europe at the end of the 18th century!

In addition to mirrors, she can also directly exchange grain for money. During snowstorms, it is too easy to get rich with food. There are many food merchants who have made a fortune by hoarding food.

However, after all, food and mirrors have to be sold to get money, which is too troublesome!

People who are about to take the college entrance examination in five months said they don’t want to do any chores that take too much time and energy for the time being!

After discussing the fleet investment with Owen, Xia Qingdai made a plan in her mind. As soon as she got the money from selling Lolita skirts, she would go to the bank to buy gold bars.

Although Xia Qingdai has never owned a gold bar, she lives in a modern era where information is so developed, and it is too easy to obtain knowledge.

She has never been to the United States, how could she not have eaten a hamburger?

At the current price of gold, her 20,000 yuan would probably only buy about 50 grams, which is not as thick and long as an adult’s little finger.

But it’s different in the castle!

Owen, the tallest person in the castle, is only slightly longer than Xia Qingdai's middle finger, while most people are shorter than Xia Qingdai's finger.

So fifty grams of gold bars should definitely be enough to invest in the castle as starting capital!

Just as I was thinking about the start-up capital, a maid came into the reception room to announce that dinner was ready.

Today's dinner staple was mashed potatoes as usual, except Xia Qingdai's bowl had a croissant with jam.

These jams were made from the creamy strawberries and cherries that Xia Qingdai brought to the castle at the beginning of the month.

Xia Qingdai was not very interested in jam or bread, but there was nothing she could do about it. Fruits had a shelf life. No matter how big the fruit was in the castle, it would not be stored.

Cherries are a bit better. Like strawberries, they break when touched. What else can we do besides making jam?

Xia Qingdai looked at the things on the plate with a bit of disgust. She really had no appetite. She might as well go back to modern times and eat the frozen dumplings in the refrigerator!

Just do whatever comes to mind, if you can't do whatever you want here, then what fun is there!

Xia Qingdai put down her knife and fork, saying that she had no appetite, and went upstairs to her room.

The remaining people in the restaurant looked at each other in shock, and the maid serving next to them was even more silent.

I was thinking about the misfortune of those working in the kitchen. Today's KPI will definitely not be completed.

After returning to the room, Xia Qingdai's thoughts returned to modern times. At this time, modern times were just dawning, and Xia Shanglu was still sleeping.

Xia Qingdai walked lightly through Xia Shanglu's study room that had been converted from the corridor, and came to the kitchen. When she opened the refrigerator and was about to get the dumplings, she suddenly saw a cod fish frozen under the ice.

Eating fish seems to be a good thing, and it tastes better than dumplings.

So Xia Qingdai took out the fish, cut it into a small section, poured a cup of oil, ran back to the room, put it in front of the castle, and then called Owen.

Owen, who was a little unable to eat because of Xia Qingdai's sudden departure from the table, immediately put down his knife and fork, nodded apologetically to everyone, and then ran out.

In the clouds, Xia Qingdai pointed to the fish and oil she just put down, and said with a smile: "This is fish and oil, let's change the pattern for dinner today!"