Chapter 1176 - Scolding a pig's head

Not counting in New York, the door frame of the shed here is only two meters high, and the two brothers have to bow their heads before entering and exiting the house.

Every time I go out, I encounter more trouble when resting, and the quilt should be lengthened and the bed should be lengthened.

Like this time, the beds on the construction site are all two meters long, or the kind with railings at both ends, and you can only sleep with two beds horizontally.

Fortunately, each model of the boss's cars is spacious, otherwise it would be difficult to stuff it in, and it is really a big man who also suffers from a big man.

Xiao Nizi hung up her exemption card today, and she couldn't go skiing anymore, so the group simply went to watch the downhill competition, and there were many masters who will go to Albertville, France next month to participate in the 16th Winter Olympics.

Luckily, today's project is a thrilling super loop, and it's quite enjoyable to watch from afar. When I returned to the construction site after watching the game, I planned to go to a booked restaurant in town for dinner in the evening, and Jerry Goodencowen, who was dragging a flight box and dusty, arrived.

This girl is a workaholic, and she wants to refuse Zhang Nan's invitation to ask him to go out to dine together, so she wants to work overnight.

Don't be in such a hurry, go eat first.

As a result, I ran into His Royal Highness the "60-year-old prince" who was forced to do so: Western high-end restaurants are so virtuous and open, and they don't know what a private room is.

Say hello, the two sides of this trip can't nod to each other in the audience like the day before yesterday, and both sides have to greet each other politely and more formally, and then not salty and light greetings.

And then...

Everyone eats their own food, and several tables around them are filled with security personnel brought by themselves.

When they met by chance in the restaurant, the same was true in the kitchen, and the security guards on both sides watched the chefs in the restaurant cook, and even brought a lot of spices by themselves.

The restaurant didn't know who the person who had booked the table today, and as for letting people into the kitchen, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the British Empire was on one side, no problem, and although there was a wealthy businessman on the other side, the restaurant manager didn't dare to refuse the request of the bodyguards to enter the restaurant.

First tried to refuse the other party's polite request twice, and then was the request to be put to the head with a gun, how many people can afford to refuse?

The crown prince's people can enter, but we can't enter, you are playing discrimination, do you want to get mixed up!

When the manager agreed, he told Mr. Manager by the way: their boss has another identity, a member of the Council of Chiefs of Botswana, who is a distinguished chief.

Well, the restaurant manager complained in his heart: why didn't you say it earlier!

Chief, this title is sometimes nothing, but after figuring out which chief it is, Mr. Manager really can't be angry anymore - this is a chief, but he is even more bullish than a bunch of cow fork chiefs in the Middle East!

As for the two chiefs from the Middle East, not to mention the bodyguards in the kitchen, they just borrowed your place, from the ingredients to the cooks, and even the waiters were brought by themselves.

The restaurant manager was no longer angry, and the chefs and gentlemen who were very unhappy at the beginning in the back kitchen also turned into smiling faces after a while: it was very unpleasant to be stared at cooking, but it would naturally improve when I saw the extra green dollar tip.

The Yankees are more generous than the British.

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There are three questions to be answered about the underground treasure trove on the top of the mountain, Austrian law, whether it used to be a monastery or a church, and the last one is what is still in it.

If you dig something, you will know if it is a monastery that you can check and see, and as for the laws and regulations, then call.

To build such a large project, of course, there is cooperation with the relevant Austrian law firms, who makes the construction of a house a virtue in the world - there is a lot of trouble!

The trouble is that in some places you can solve problems with fists and connections, and in other places you have to rely on the law and let the lawyer do the tricks, and in Austria it is the latter.

The news is good, the lawyer has checked all the necessary relevant information in one day, which will give Zhang Nan a very positive answer to the employer: it is clearly written in the land purchase contract and all Austrian laws, even if Zhang Nan sends out more shocking treasures in his own private land, except for one case, Zhang Nan is the legal owner of these treasures.

As for the only case outside the door, it is simple: Nazi treasures.

If Nazi treasure is found, then the found object needs to be temporarily kept by the state, as for what to do next...

Nobody knows, and the regulations don't say it.

In this regard, Zhang Nan's words were: "Return it to the original victim, if the victim and their descendants are still alive, they have to come up with definite evidence."

And the Switzerland next door is a virtue, the benefits are stuffed into the pocket, and a memorial arch is erected as a signboard!"

Those who knew what it meant laughed.

As for whether it was a monastery or not, Jerry Goodencowan climbed to the top of the mountain, and after carefully inspecting the remaining buildings on the surface, he didn't even go to the basement, so he gave Zhang Nan an accurate answer.

"Boss, this is supposed to be a castle for military defense. ”

"By what judgment?"

Just now, Jerry drew something with simple lines in a notebook, which he handed to Zhang Nan to see: "This is a Romanesque castle, and the monastery was not built like this..."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Nan understood the proof of judgment.

The castles of Western Europe are actually a product of the European Middle Ages, and the heyday of castle construction was from 1000 to 1400 AD, when European nobles fought for land, food, livestock, and population.

Intensive warfare led to the construction of more and more castles by the aristocracy to defend their territories, and in the process of the development of the architectural art of castles in Western Europe, there were mainly two representative styles: Romanesque and Gothic, and the two styles were chronologically related.

Jerry's Romanesque is also called Romanesque, not that the castle was built by the ancient Romans or the Eastern Luo Empire, but that it meant "the shadow of Rome", which was mainly popular in Western Europe in the 11th and 12th centuries.

The popularity of Romanesque castles was also the period when the defensive function of castles was most emphasized, due to the fact that it had previously summarized the 700-year history of wars in Europe.

The architectural style of these castles is mostly borrowed from ancient Roman and Byzantine architecture, and the ruins in front of you are missing the main feature of Romanesque architecture: the barrel vault inherited from the ancient Romans.

However, there are some remnants of the narrow windows, semicircular arches, and partially broken columns.

The dome is gone, but the remnants of the narrow windows still form a strong contrast with the vast interior space, which is characteristic of Romanesque castles.

“... Boss, according to the analysis of the preserved buildings and archaeological excavations, the original churches and monasteries basically did not adopt the Romanesque castle structure, which was too expensive.

And, with all the currency you find, it's possible that the castle was destroyed in the 13th century, and if it were moved 400 kilometers to the west, I'd think the Mongols burned it..."

If the news of the death of Ogedei hadn't reached Europe, Batu would have gone back to grab the territory, and even Venice would have been ruined - at that time, all the armies that could be assembled in Central Europe had been slaughtered by the Mongol army, and the three major knights had been killed to the point of being an empty shell!

Whether the Mongol army has been to Kitzbühel or not is not Zhang Nan's business, he only cares about whether this ruin will damage his own feng shui.

Jerry Goodencowan gave the final verdict, and was a little embarrassed: "Boss, it's unlikely that there will be a golden dinar in the monastery and in the church." ”

Well, Zhang Nan really wants to scold himself for being a "pig's head"!

According to the virtues of the Crusades of that era, which church or monastery would have kept the intact golden dinar in its cellar?

Anyway, you have to take a hammer and smash the words on the Golden Dinar, otherwise it's not an invasion of heresy?