[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

"Bison and deer painted by humans 2 years ago! Dionysus, the god of wine! This is probably the first dawn of human art. How can we miss such a miracle? Wait for us!"

Joy read the telegram from Vincent, overjoyed.

Word of the discovery of prehistoric human paintings in the Altamira cave spread quickly through the countryside around Santander, but not farther afield.

At the moment, only Joy knows exactly what the discovery means—she, after all, has seen the famous "wounded bison" in her history textbook.

Holding up the oil lamp in the cave, seeing the huge and lifelike murals above the head with more vivid colors than the impression, is an indescribable sacredness.

So, she couldn't help but share her excitement with her friends in Barcelona.

At the same time, the excited amateur archaeologist Don Sotura also spared no effort to share every detail of the cave with his neighbors in the countryside, and the mysterious murals became a topic of discussion after dinner.

"I had someone clean the cave the other day and it was nearly 300 meters deep. The roof of the cave was covered in incredible paintings of fifteen bison, three doe, three wild boars, two horses A horse and a wolf."

"The buffalo painted in the cave is one or two meters long! First draw the lines with black, and then use bright ocher red to paint the muscles and fur. They may have mixed blood into the paint!"

"People who lived 2 or [-] years ago could still draw—what are you kidding, it was earlier than Adam and Eve! At that time, God hadn't created human beings yet."

"Dear friends, the church also burned Bruno and judged Galileo - now we all know that it was wrong. Human cognition is constantly improving, and we should remain humble to the infinite possibilities. The theory of evolution is just a new discovery."

"Evolution! How can you say that name so easily, without blushing?"

"That's right, Galileo told us the laws of operation of the universe created by God, but Darwin actually said that there is no creator at all, and everything is the result of random generation! How can you believe this heresy?"

When Sotulla shared with them his experience of openly debating with Father Cass at the party two days ago, Joey couldn't help but feel thankful that neither he nor Antonio had any interest in the event, so they weren't there that night.

It is said that the two sides quarreled with each other that day and broke up unhappy.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, the debate between Huxley and the bishop on the "offspring of monkeys" and "descendants of angels" can still appear here in such a ridiculous way.

Although most people in Barcelona have recognized the germ theory and the theory of evolution, and they will go to a doctor instead of a priest when they are sick, but in this seaside village dominated by agriculture, the "Bible" is still the argument people use to prove everything.

"I have been invited by the Cantabria Architectural Association to give a lecture in Santander tomorrow." Antonio said, "Do you want to come together?"

"Wow, that sounds really good," Joey grinned and fiddled with Heather Ou who came in from the window sill, "but unfortunately, it's still not interesting enough compared to making blackberry jam with Tia."

"Looks like I have to work harder." Antonio shrugged. "Have fun, and next time I'll add blackberries to the pattern on the exterior of the house."

Tia is Don Sotura's wife, she is a very devout Catholic, and she always seems to be participating in church activities.

Joy also only learned two days ago that this lady is excellent at making cheese, jam and making cider, and expressed that she welcomes her new neighbors to come and enjoy the hands-on fun.

Joey naturally wished for it.

The next day, she couldn't wait to come to see Mrs. Sotulla.

"Where's Maria?" She climbed the ladder up the wild apple tree on all fours.

"The school teacher took her and her classmates to church, and she received communion for the first time today," Tia raised her head while holding the ladder, with a worried expression on her face, "Be careful!"

"It's okay! I'm good at climbing trees." Joey turned to her and smiled brightly.

With the help of the ladder, the self-preservation ability that the wild apple tree took thousands of years to evolve was defeated by human wisdom.

Wild apples grow very concentrated among the dense branches and leaves, and often there are several on one branch, each of which is bright red and shiny like coral beads, sweet and fragrant in the sun.

Joey unceremoniously plucked all the wild apples he could get on the tree.

She has been coveting these apple trees for a long time, and today she finally moved the ladder of the landlord's house as she wished, and picked these more attractive fruits than the one that Snow White ate.

Although Sotura has a fanatical interest in prehistoric human archaeology, he is actually a jurist and often goes to the city, so he is not at home at this time.

The willow basket was full of bright red wild apples. Joey couldn't wait to pick up a particularly red one, fetched water from the well, rinsed it, and took a bite——

"...This is too sour!" She frowned.

Tia couldn't help laughing: "You are too anxious, I don't even have time to stop it."

"Wild apples are all like this. They look red, but they are actually very sour. We rarely eat them directly, and even if we eat them, they are mixed with honey, but they are usually made into wine."

Brewing is a great idea.

However, with the resentment of being deceived by the superficial fruit, Joey took a fancy to the dense blackberry vines on the nearby fence.

Nearby blackberries stretched out their leafy vines, and clusters of shiny fruit clattered noisily, while bees buzzed ecstatically among them.

This is a human territory, and wild boars and deer usually don't dare to go nearby to munch on fruit—although Joey occasionally hears the grunting of wild boars not far away when the yard is very quiet.

If people don't pick them, wouldn't these sweet berries be so lonely?

"Wait," Tia saw that she was eager to try, and quickly pulled out a coat and handed it to her, "The blackberry vine has many thorns, put on this long-sleeved coat and pick it off."

The growth method of blackberries is very similar to that of mulberries. They also hang on the long branches one by one, but they are full of wildness. up silk.

After taking a bath in the cold well water, the blackberries rolling down the water are plump and juicy, shining with the crystal and gorgeous luster of black agate. One can't help but imagine its sweet juice bursting between the teeth satisfaction.

These tender berries are so fragile they are almost impossible to store and must be made into jam right away.

Joey helped Tia pour the washed blackberries and water into the cooking pot, then added fine sugar and freshly squeezed lemon juice, and there was a sweet and sour fragrance in the air.

Soon rose-colored bubbles bubbled up in the pot, and Tia began to add sugar to it again, one spoonful, two spoonfuls, three spoonfuls——

With constant stirring, the sugar water in the pot gradually turned into a rich wine red color, and the rich sweet aroma filled the entire kitchen.

When the heat is almost ready, the freshly cooked blackberry syrup is poured into transparent glass bottles and inverted. When it cools to room temperature, it becomes thicker visibly to the naked eye.

"It seems that blackberry jam is not difficult to make." Joy sighed.

"It's really not troublesome." Tia smiled, and turned around to bring a plate of curdled cheese and a plate of bread.

"Try my favorite way to eat it - the jam is too sweet and goes well with tart cheese and bread."

"I made the mozzarella this morning, and the leftover whey I used for tart cheese. That's how I learned it from an old Italian neighbor."

Made with whey scraps, Ouchi Tart is soft and moist.Cut off a ball with a small silver knife, and spread a warm and pure white on the bread with just a few strokes.

Strings of air bubbles are sealed in fresh blackberry jam, giving it a crystal jelly-like texture.

When the spoon was dug out, the transparent jelly fell on the white cheese tremblingly, and even the soft purple-red flesh was clearly visible.

Joey carefully picked up the bread and took a bite.

The rich milk flavor and the sweetness of the berries hit the tip of the tongue together. The soft and mellow cheese mixed with the crispness of the toast is an unexpected surprise.

The jam and cheese are so smooth that they can be swallowed immediately, perfectly neutralizing the sweetness of the jam itself, with rich layers, making people want to stop.

"Oh my god," Joey couldn't help but took a few more mouthfuls, "I dare say, I've never eaten such a delicious combination!"

Tia watched her eat with a smile: "You take a few more bottles of jam back home, and I will call you next time I make Oz Tart."

At this moment, the maid suddenly ran in with her skirt, out of breath: "Madam, madam! Maria got into a fight with someone in the church!"

"Maria?!" Tia stood up in a hurry, her face turned pale.

Joey suddenly remembered that on the way back from the Altamira Cave that day, the little girl grabbed her skirt and asked her father, "Daddy, can I not go to church?"

"Why?" Sotura was a little surprised.

"Sister Reina said I asked too many questions." Maria said sullenly, "Should I not ask questions?"

The nuns taught them that God created everything.

She couldn't help but ask, why did God make people live on the ground, but let whales and dolphins live in the sea?Did God remember to create man while he was swimming?

——Then the nun made her stand in a corner.

"Of course not!" Sotura replied earnestly, "When people discover the unknown, they will ask questions and then look for answers—it is precisely because we are constantly looking for answers that we have become the intelligent human beings we are today."

Joy thought that the nun probably wouldn't like a child who went to a dark cave to watch prehistoric people draw.

When they rushed to the church, the white veil on Maria's head was torn, and the white holy robe of the first communion was stained with mud, but her body was not damaged.

On the contrary, the little girl raised her chin because of anger, but she looked stubborn and airy.

A tall black-robed priest shook his head at Tia: "Mrs. Sotura, we are sorry to inform you that Maria cannot receive communion."

Tia felt as if she had been hit in the head, "Why... why? What mistake did Maria make?"

"As you saw, she pushed Ferry to the ground and broke his knee."

"He was the one who talked nonsense first!" Maria said loudly angrily, "He said that archaeologists who study prehistoric humans are grave robbers who betrayed God!"

"God." Tia seemed to be fainting, and Joey quickly supported her.

The little girl flushed with anger, "I won't allow him to say that about my dad! What he did was great research!"

"Those big and sharp stone axes, those bison that look like life, you have never seen before—you don't know that it has taken so long for human beings to evolve to this day, what a remarkable thing it is!"

"Maria!" Tia's voice suddenly increased.

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, as if the little girl had touched some unspeakable taboo.

Tia sobbed and lowered her head, crossing her chest: "I'm sorry, Father Cass, I think Maria's father told her about Darwin's nonsense... I clearly told him not to tell her Yes, I will definitely go back and educate her well..."

Father Cass looked down at her with pity, and said unhurriedly: "Tia, you are my good boy. I know that your heart has always been very pious."

He heaved a long sigh, "But you need to remember that you are also a mother. As a mother, how could you let your child be harmed by such terrible heresy? She should have been a little angel."

Joey finally couldn't help but speak.

"Maria is now a little angel too."

She looked at the priest coldly: "With all due respect, she is braver than all of you, because only she dares to uphold the truth in front of authority!"

Only then did Father Cass notice her existence: "Are you?"

"I'm...a friend of Mr. Sotura." Joey replied quickly.

She still had a bit of reason, thinking that if she said she was Tiya's friend, it would probably make her situation more difficult here-although this gentle woman would realize sooner or later that if she didn't change her ideas, she would eventually face the conflict of faith and Torn between love.

"Oh." The priest snorted contemptuously. "It seems that there is another poor person who has fallen into the abyss of materialism and atheism in our town. She is still a woman, and her sins are doubled."

Joey sneered and said, "Mr. Sotura is doing the research. You don't have the courage to confront him face to face, but you come to bully a little girl of a few years old. Aren't you ashamed?"

The priest was poked at the center, and his face suddenly darkened: "Miss, we are saving souls that are about to get lost."

Of course he didn't want to argue with that man face-to-face—the man could always come up with endless theories, and he was tall and burly.Even if others hear their arguments, their faith may be shaken.

"A lost soul." Joy couldn't help laughing, "She's closer to the truth than any of you."

"Is the word 'evolution' some kind of monster? If you are really defending the truth, there is no need to cover people's mouths. Only a naked emperor can force people to say that he is wearing the most magnificent clothes."

The children wearing white robes receiving communion for the first time suddenly opened their eyes and looked at each other—they all knew this well-known medieval story.

The nun once told them that they should be honest and brave children, and they should tell the fact that the emperor has no clothes.

The priest raised his voice: "The Bible tells us that it is the omniscient and omnipotent God who created all things in the world! The theory of evolution is just a few lunatics trying to interpret the inviolable God's creation with absurd theories!"

"Then please tell me," Joey said unhurriedly, "Why is what the Bible says true? Logic has at least taught us that when you want to use one thing to prove another, it is best to first Prove that this thing stands."

The priest gritted his teeth and said, "So, are you trying to use the so-called 'logic' to challenge the divine majesty of God with the insignificant human mind?"

He took a step forward, like a huge crow with sullen wings: "Can you imagine the dire consequences this would have on the moral foundation of human society?"

Joey spread his hands and couldn't help laughing: "Father Cass, I noticed that the angle of your argument has changed from 'my theory can't be true' to 'if my theory is true, it will bring to serious consequences'."

"So can I understand that you have admitted that my theory is true?"

At this moment, the priest had lost his usual solemnity and calmness, panting heavily and staring at Joey, his vicious eyes seemed to want to tear her apart.

Tears were still on Tia's face, she hugged Maria and shrank aside - she had never questioned her belief like this.

The shock caused her to lose her ability to speak. Instead, Maria wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with her small hand, hugged her neck and said softly, "Mom, you have to trust Dad."

No one spoke, and the whole room suddenly fell into a tense silence.

At this time, a nun in a gray robe hurried over and whispered something to the priest.

The priest's face suddenly changed.

When he turned his head again, his expression became as cold as a stone, "This is the end of this shameless debate, miss. Please get out of here. We have invited a distinguished guest today, and we will never allow you Disrespectfully disturbing him."

"Oh?" Joey couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Which distinguished guest is this?"

Is it honorable?Then maybe she knew it.

Father Cass folded his hands reservedly in front of his chest, and glanced at her with great disdain.

"It was Count Antonio Gaudí, architect of the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona!"

The author has something to say: Joey: Oh, it's quite impressive.

Antonio: (The back is chilly, and there is an inexplicable bad feeling)

Thank you for the tea-flavored little salted fish and the nutrient solution of the white elf~