[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

"Thank goodness, Your Highness, you are finally back! If it's a little later, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the first dance."

As soon as Joey got out of the carriage, the maid Ada rushed up with the hem of her skirt almost like the wind, and took the bouquet of roses in her hand, "I even bought roses! You do as Romans do. Hey, where is your veil? This Where did you buy the cloak?"

"The first dance?" Joey's heart sank. Instead of answering a series of questions from the maid, he asked in thought, "I can't remember. Is there any dance tonight?"

She woke up in the middle of the night yesterday, and the memories of the past 19 years of Princess Rose rushed into her mind like a flood, leaving her in a coma for half the night.She decided to go out today, not only to get familiar with the environment, but also not to be seen by the people around her.

Now she has basically adapted to the memory of the original body, but found that the memory of the past few days back to Barcelona from France is rather blurred, perhaps because of some disordered effect at the junction of the two memories.As a result, she had no impression of the dance at all.

Sure enough, Ada was immediately distracted and seemed to be about to pass out: "Oh my God, you forgot again, I knew it! But don't you like dancing the most?"

Joey hesitated for a moment: "I don't feel well, and I have a headache. This... can I not go?" It was so sudden that she instinctively resisted.Moreover, she originally planned to plan her future way out tonight.

Ada burst into tears: "God! Your Highness, we have just arrived in Barcelona. The invitation letter from the Earl's Mansion is not a leaflet distributed all over the street! Mr. Pascal spent a lot of effort to get it!"

"Ada, don't yell outside the door." The butler Pascal Gonzalez appeared at the door, bowed to Joy, and opened the door for her: "Your Highness."

As soon as you enter the arch, you will find a porch with velvet still life oil paintings, leading to the living room with dark green Persian carpet.The afterglow of the setting sun comes in from the balcony at the back, reflecting mottled light spots on the surface of the blue and white porcelain vases on the ebony round corner cabinet.

Seeing the pair of friendly blue and white porcelain vases, Joey suddenly felt a warm current in his heart.She calmed down and asked calmly, "Pascal, who organized the dance?"

"Count Guell. When you were a child, he went to Madrid to see Her Majesty the Queen."

"...Who?" Joey asked in disbelief.Guell paired with Barcelona, ​​shouldn't it be the one she thought of?

In her day, the name Guell was world-famous—not because of the nobleman himself, but because of a park named after Guell, designed by a talented architect.

"Count Euseby Guell."

Pascal observed the princess's hesitant face, and provided more information very considerately: "The Guell family is a rookie who has developed through the textile industry and the aviation industry in the past ten years. Although he is not a pure noble with ancient blood, he is in the Barcelona has a lot of influence, you go to this dance and you meet most of the big names in the city."

All information is correct.It was only then that Joey realized that she had been in a panic during the past ten hours or so, and even forgot a potentially critical golden finger.

In other words, a dream that was once out of reach.

She took a deep breath and restrained her beating heart: "Ada, let's hurry up. And Pascal," she looked up at the housekeeper who had accompanied the princess for more than ten years, her voice was unusually firm: " I have something to ask you."

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"Ah, you don't know the architect Gaudí? Isn't there a Park Güell here? What about Casa Batllo and Casa Mila? Neither?!"

Pascal was a little puzzled, but he patiently answered the princess' inexplicable question: "The Batllo family is also very powerful in the textile industry in Barcelona. His young master Joseph has just come of age, so he may also go to the ball tonight. But his family The house is not in the city. As for Mira and Gaudí... Please forgive me, I have never heard of this family. Is it someone your Highness met today?"

Joey shook his head and sighed inwardly.

Not to mention the Sagrada Familia.She knew it was the last work of Antonio Gaudí.

Ada combed her hair, and she began to try to remember the timeline related to the architect.She only knew that he died in 1926, and remembered this because the Sagrada Familia was originally scheduled to be completed in 2026, the centenary of his death.

Of course, because of the epidemic, this goal may be difficult to achieve.

There are still more than 1926 years before 50. Gaudi should have been born, right?Should it still be a child?

Joy was so worried that she wanted to pull her hair, and had to admit the fact—she came early!

For an architecture student, Gaudí is an unconventional monument and an immortal legend.

Even if she draws pictures until her eyes are dim, and she feels that she is just a screw in the construction production line of the modern era, she cannot but be deeply moved in the face of such a genius who has led a discipline and an era.

She had visited the unfinished Sagrada Familia, and of course bought a ticket to go in.Looking up at the Nativity Facade while queuing outside, I felt that this church might not be as famous as it should be.But after entering the church, she felt what a miracle was for the first time.

Even if she doesn't want to design anymore, she still wants to pay homage to the master.

Forget it, don't worry.Joy comforted himself that she had only been here for less than a day.

Be optimistic, she might be able to discover this genius earlier than others and let him design a house for her in the future!The future is long, as long as she stays in this city, she will always see him.

After all, more than a century later, Barcelona was known as - the city of Gaudí.

"Pascal, have I finished counting my assets?" Joey decided to focus on business first.

She mentioned this to the butler before she went out in the morning, and the butler's reply at that time was very confident: "According to your instructions, the inventory has started a few days ago. I can report to you when you come back."

It takes several days to count the assets, it should be quite rich, right?Joey looked forward to it.

"The order is over. You have 200 acres of land in Valencia in the south, 63 tenants, mainly growing citrus and grapes. In Barcelona, ​​​​it is this house on St. Belle Street."

Sounds really good.There is a house and land.The evil old society, it leads people to degenerate.

Because of his major and the city he is in, Joey is obsessed with real estate.After all, she once complained to her roommates that when she graduated, she would have to move out of the dormitory with a land price of 10 yuan per square meter, and she would never be able to afford a house again.

The scene of talking nonsense with her roommate while finishing the game seemed like yesterday, but she came to another time and space that was completely unfamiliar, and everything was like a dream.

"Any more?"

"There is also ... a debt of 1.43 million pesetas."

"How much?! Hiss—" Joey trembled, and was stabbed in the head by the ruby ​​hat needle in Ada's hand. "Sorry, Your Highness!"

"1.43 million pesetas. Mainly the debts you have lent as a royal guarantee."

Joey held his head, and couldn't even tell whether it was a headache or a heartache for a while: "How can there be so many debts?!"

Searching the memory carefully, the little princess seemed to have borrowed some money from the custodian before, but the exact amount was not known at all.After all, how could the princess herself, whose ten fingers were not in the sun, settle accounts.

Pascal looked at her face, and slowly explained: "It's mainly used for holding various dance parties and salons, as well as hunting...the other is compound interest. Bankers are black-hearted."

Well, she remembered.With the hedonistic spirit that young hand-chopping youths in the 21st century should respect, Princess Rose tore down the east wall to make up for the west wall, and her debts piled up.

calm down.In any case, she now has a house and land, and she is not without skills.There is always a way out.Joey calmed down and asked, "If you sell all the 200 acres of land, can you pay off the debt?"

"This... I'm afraid it's a little bit worse."

Joey closed his eyes in pain.She couldn't sell the house and sleep on the streets.And it may not be enough to sell.Can she file for personal bankruptcy protection?

"However, the bulk of the debt is for half a year, and there are still more than three months left. Don't worry, Your Highness, there will always be a solution." Pascal comforted him, feeling a little surprised and a little sad in his heart.

The little princess grew up and began to worry about money.

In the past, she would just lazily fiddle with the tassels on the brim of the hat and order: "Pascal, I want to hold a ball, and I need to borrow money to do it. Just guarantee it in the name of the Spanish royal family."

Joey experienced the pain of falling from heaven to hell.

Definitely can't continue to repay the loan with the loan.Even in her time, it was a bottomless abyss, let alone the 19th century, when banking was not yet standardized?Sooner or later, the loan sharks will come to your door.

But what can I do to get such a large sum of money within three months?Could it be a 19th-century Ponzi scheme in Barcelona?Not so good.

After all, she comes from a society ruled by law, and the education she has been exposed to since she was a child still has a bottom line.

Pascal couldn't see how depressed the carefree princess was, so he quickly came up with an idea: "Actually, there are many big names in Barcelona at the dance Your Highness is going to tonight. If we get on good terms with them, there may be another way out."

Joey nodded, that's all he can do now.It is not difficult to make money, the difficulty is to make a lot of money - the most important of which is poor information.The previous princess was a pretty douchebag who was all about flowers, dresses, and balls, but she had a mother who was a queen.

However, on the bright side, she also has more than a century of information gap.Believe in the power of knowledge.

"By the way, I won't just go to the ball with the title of princess?" A princess of a royal family that has been overthrown.Hmm, that doesn't sound like celebrity-worthy befriending at all.

"Don't worry, a reasonable identity has been arranged for His Highness."