[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

Joy has tried many materials to make tea bags.For this reason, she racked her brains to recall the little knowledge of physical chemistry and biology in high school, especially the experimental methods.

While setting up the control group, she thought bitterly: It seems that this thing is called a control variable in physics, and chemistry is called a controlled experiment, right?

If she came here immediately after the college entrance examination, and knew astronomy and geography, she might be better off than she is now.

Of the materials that can be considered, the best to look for are linen, cotton, yarn, and silk.

Silk and yarn are superior in lightness and softness, but the cost is relatively high.

Linen is cheap and easy to buy, but the filtration efficiency is a bit poor.Joy noticed that Ida usually used sackcloth to filter the coffee grounds when making coffee, but Antonio used to use a metal mesh filter.

When she asked Ada, Ada complained: "I want to use a filter too! Every time I wash the linen after I use it, I have to rub it hard, otherwise it won't be clean, it smells like Boqueria Aunt Basso’s pickled fish in the market. But look at the hole in the strainer, it’s so big that even pickled fish can get through! How can the filter be clean? Lazy people use that.”

understood.Of course Antonio didn't bother to wash the linen, Joy thought.No wonder the last time she drank coffee in his studio, she always felt like she had eaten sand.It turned out to be unfiltered coffee grounds.

"Ah, that's really troublesome for you, Ida." Joey didn't know that drinking a cup of coffee was such a trouble, and felt a little sorry.

"What are you talking about, Your Highness! You don't usually drink coffee. It's much easier to drink tea, and you don't even add milk and sugar!" Oh, what a little angel her Highness Rose is.

Joy also considers filter paper.However, after she found a professor of chemistry at the University of Barcelona through the relationship of Count Guell, she discovered that the filter paper in the laboratory had not yet been invented.

Fields that have not been covered by the frontiers of disciplines, let alone civilian technology.

The filter paper can't be obtained from the laboratory, she has to find a way from other directions.

For some reason, she always had the impression that authentic tea bags should be made of paper.Or is it corn fiber, or something else?

Anyway, it is some kind of high molecular polymer that has not been invented in this era.sigh.

Cotton cloth is not bad, and the advantages in all aspects are relatively average.Especially in recent years, the textile industry in Barcelona has been booming, and the price of cotton cloth has been falling steadily.

Joy circled "cotton cloth" in his notebook.

The sealing method is also particular.It is most convenient to seal with glue, but the glue will also be soaked in boiling water.Although the way of stitching is troublesome, it is an entrance after all, so you should be more cautious.

In addition to the material, she found that the size and shape of the tea leaves can also affect the effect of brewing tea.Because of the barrier of the tea bag, the high-quality tea leaves with a complete shape cannot be fully stretched in hot water, and the brewing effect is far inferior to that of more broken tea leaves.

Joey thought about it.She seems to understand why many people say that the tea in the tea bag is inferior tea.

Time slipped away in the cycle of searching for materials-experimenting-participating in socializing-experimenting.

In fact, Joy also wanted to go out for fun, but she pressed a piece of paper on the edge of the table with "143,000,000" written on it.I learned it from a master who got up early in engraving tables.

Every time she doesn't want to work hard, she will see this series of shocking numbers, and then realize that she still has one and a half small goals, so she has to honestly press the impulse and return to the life of three points and one line.

At times, she felt like she was working hard to earn money and pay off her debts, as if she was a student again-the mode of striving to achieve a definite goal within a definite time frame.For example, sprinting for the college entrance examination, or completing the liver set and preparing for the defense.

Those days of staying up late in the past seemed like a lifetime ago, but sometimes she couldn't help but look out the window in a daze.

If she was still in the original world, she would have passed the defense with trepidation and graduated with a bachelor's degree in engineering.If I'm lucky, I might be admitted to a design institute, and then I'll live a life of drawing toilets and residential buildings, and using my liver to provide for the elderly.

The future life can be seen almost at a glance, and she has even imagined how she will secretly get a hair transplant ten years later.

But she came here and became a huge old lady.Uncertain future.

It was as if fate suddenly jumped out and shouted "Surprise!", and threw a huge gift box "Bang Dang" in front of her—until the moment the gift was opened, she didn't know what was in the box.

Joey put down his pen and stared at the blue sky outside the window for a while.

If she remembers correctly, Spain has a Mediterranean climate, right?Summers are hot and dry, and winters are mild and rainy.

The sea breeze blowing in from the balcony is indeed getting warmer and warmer, even gradually becoming hotter in the sunny noon.The rainy weather is gradually decreasing, and the blue sky is gradually becoming the mainstream.

Every morning when Joey woke up, the rosebush buds on the balcony seemed to grow a little more.The sun rises earlier and earlier.The golden sunshine tiptoes through the streets and alleys of Barcelona from behind the mountains surrounding the city, gently smelling the sweet smell of snail bread, milk coffee and madeleines.

Summer is coming.

Just as the roses on the balcony were blooming, the paper clip factory, a joint venture between her and Joseph, started.She voted 500 million, and Joseph also voted 500 million.

Joseph displayed the qualities of an ideal partner—quick to pay and quick to let go.The start of work is completely in accordance with Joey's idea, try to be low-key and low-key.

"We want to produce secretly and then occupy all the markets." Joey explained to Joseph in this way.

"Okay. I believe in the vision of little lotus. My dad is very happy that I have started to learn how to do business. This is for me to accumulate experience." Joseph said with a smile.

Joey couldn't help sighing, it's great that Dad has money, and he can use 500 million pesetas to "accumulate experience".Her 500 million is her lifeblood.

The scale of the factory is not large, with only dozens of workers, it can almost be called a workshop.However, these workers were quickly trained to quickly operate the machine, bend the thin iron wire cut into a standard length into a specific angle at the required position, and make paper clips with a very low defective rate in batches.

At Joy's insistence, the factory also allocated a team of engineers composed of several people to study the use of machines to complete this operation process.The current research has made some progress, but the defective rate of machines is still much higher than that of manual labor.

"Trust me, these steel guys learn fast," Joey said.

Of course Joseph had no objection.He was running around, trying to complete the tasks Joey gave him.

Production is proceeding in an orderly manner, and the key to the next step is to find offline sales outlets.Simply put, it is to give people the opportunity to see it and buy it.The more exposure you have, the more likely you are to be bought.That means more income.

So Joey added another item to his three-point-one-line schedule, building relationships with department store and stationery store owners in the city, sending them paper clips for trial use, and paving the way for product launches.

This time, she learned her lesson.After she rolled her eyes and confirmed that the law does stipulate that married women cannot obtain independent legal person status and cannot sign contracts, these public affairs are basically handed over to Joseph.

Perhaps it was because the well-known Joseph was born to be a salesman. Of course, it was more likely that everyone was willing to give this young man a chance to exercise for the sake of his father.The first orders came in like snowflakes in no time.

"I can't tell, you're pretty good." Joey looked at the order and exclaimed.

"After all, the blood of the Batllo family flows. Our family's business geniuses are as flooded as the fountain on the Aragon Square. If I lose all my money on my first investment, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?"

Joseph was very proud, "Just wait and see. The Bartello family has a sharper nose for money than a dog."

"What a reliable Mr. Bartello." Joey joked in a good mood.

etc.She blinked, Mr. Bartello?

Most of the huge projects she signed the contract with Joseph were done by Pascal, and she was only responsible for signing under the pseudonym of Miss Fernandez.Even if she had carefully studied the contents of the contract, she had never seriously looked at Joseph's name, which looked like a colorful Mary Sue.

His last name is Bartello?

The last name seemed, as if, really familiar.

"...Is there any other Bartello family in Barcelona?" Joey couldn't help asking.

"Are you kidding? Of course not. I'm my dad's only son."

Joseph spread his hands exaggeratedly, "There are many rich people in our family because everyone has money, not because there are many people."

Well, Joseph is still the only son of old Mr. Batllo.Counting his age, it seems that he is just right for a rich man in history who loves to buy houses and loves to be unconventional.

Joey silently closed his mouth, deciding to treat Mr. Batello, who knew nothing, better in the future.

Because she was about to do a bad thing.God forgive her, Amen.

Tuk tuk, the door knocked three times.

"Please come in."

"Miss," Pascal walked in, bowing gracefully, "Count Guell sent someone to ask if you are free to visit his house now."

Mr. Housekeeper is very used to calling her "Miss" in front of outsiders.

"Now?" Joey was a little surprised, looking at the bright sky outside, "It's not time for the dance yet."

"I'm afraid everyone can't wait to see the little lotus in Barcelona." Joseph winked beside him.

Joey gave him a blank look.

She is now a frequent visitor to the earl's mansion, and the earl seems to wish to invite her to every ball.Joseph once said with a smile that the seemingly honest and loyal Mr. Earl probably regarded her as the goddess of luck to attract distinguished guests.

A male servant wearing white gloves came in and bowed deeply: "Miss Fernandez, Mr. Earl is in a little trouble, please help me."

His expression was very serious.Count Guell is indeed not the type to joke around with others.Is he in any trouble?

Joey was a little worried, so he couldn't help standing up: "Is Mr. Earl okay?"

She also pointed to him and her carrying the banner of financing new buildings in Barcelona.

"Monsieur Count is all right. Please don't worry."

"It's just...your young architect seems to have clashed with the construction experts of the city hall."