Durin's Diary

Chapter 313 Knowledge is indeed power

After chatting for so long and getting to know such a Dante, Dulin paid for a pot of wine for the young poet, then paid and invited all the guests present to have a drink.

Du Lin said goodbye amid their thanks - he should have run away after knowing this information. If he didn't run away, if Xia Li knew that his master went to the bar to fool around, Du Lin didn't dare to imagine how anxious the little cat girl would be.

She will definitely tell old Ish, and then the old man will transform into a monster saying "I am your grandfather" and teach Du Lin a lesson with the most terrifying words.

She will definitely tell Anta, and then his girl will transform into the monster that says I am your ally and look at Durin with the saddest eyes.

To be honest, Du Lin couldn't bear to see the old man go crazy, nor could he bear to see the girl cry.

Back at Old Jim's mansion, Xia Li was teaching Maria to read poetry as usual. Seeing Du Lin coming back, the little kitten sniffed the air and said, "Master, you smell like alcohol."

"Yeah, I just passed by the bar and saw the workers' picket team dragging the drunks out. I stopped by to take a look and listened to the gossip for a while." At this point, Du Lin walked upstairs: "I'm going to take a shower first."

"Okay." The kitten didn't doubt it and meowed happily.

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After taking a shower, Du Lin went downstairs.

Now, only Dulin and old Jim are left in Jim's mansion - his two children have gone to the front line in Venice. Etta is the commander of the artillery regiment, and her responsibility is to fire the cannons at the city walls every day. The defensive weapons on the walls of Venice have been blown to pieces, but some of them will still have an impact on the subsequent attack.

Femi is now the commander of the military police company, responsible for handling disciplinary issues among the Millerson family's private soldiers.

Old Jim is now also keeping an eye on his arsenal - in his words, every gun and every bullet carries his anger towards the Church of the God of Nobility.

So, when Du Lin went downstairs, he saw him coming back.

"Thank you for your hard work." Du Lin greeted him.

"It's not hard. Sicilians have suffered a lot. Compared to that, I'm pretty lucky." At this point, Old Jim took off his coat and handed it to his butler. "Mr. Dulin, I have a small question for you. Do you have time?"

"Go ahead, sir." Du Lin sat down.

"You know what kind of person I am, and I also want to know what you think of Northernism." Sitting opposite Du Lin, the old man rolled up his shirt sleeves.

"The most insane fighter, idealist, martyr," Dulin replied.

"That's right! In my military factory, those young people were even willing to work fourteen hours a day! They didn't even ask for overtime pay, just to produce more supplies for the front line. In the end, I got scared and asked the political commissars in the army to do some ideological work, and then I let those young people go back and rest."

"Today's rest is for better work tomorrow." Du Lin smiled.

Old Jim also smiled and nodded: "You are absolutely right."

"This is the romantic sentiment of revolution. Humans are rational creatures, but they have emotional hearts. The saying 'United will makes strength' is exactly what it means. Just don't be nervous."

"I always feel like I should offer them a higher salary, but they just don't want it."

"You could use another approach, like providing these young people with food vouchers from the markets you own, as well as benefits for health care and children's education."

"Welfare... could you elaborate?" "For example, regarding medical care, you could tell them that any worker injured on the job will receive medical assistance from you, and you'll cover a certain percentage of their medical expenses. When young people have children, their life pressures multiply. You could hire some kind-hearted women, for example, by donating to the Church of the God of Mercy, and have the nuns there take care of the children of the young people in your factory during the day. Food vouchers can help young families find a little relief, giving them more food to eat, which in turn can help them better serve the factory and Northernism."

As Durin explained, Old Jim's frown gradually relaxed, and a smile returned to his face. "Yes, I can do that. Since these young people are unwilling to ask for higher wages for the sake of Northernism, then as the factory manager, I should help them. I think Sora and Ace will understand my approach."

"I believe both secretaries will understand. When Northernism's financial situation improves, we can even promote this method to all state-owned factories." Having said that, Du Lin smiled and shook hands with Jim.

"You are truly a wise man. When I was your age, I could only fight on a boat with a knife."

"I am just a grassland elf standing on the shoulders of giants. I am guided by the wisdom of my predecessors." Du Lin said modestly and watched the old man go to his restaurant for dinner.

Northernism has good luck, and I believe their future will be even better.

Yes, the foundation is so good, and there is also the belief in the true God to consolidate their beliefs. Dulin began to feel that if Northernism could really win, it might really give Dulin a different future.

Human beings still have desires for a future of unity and cooperation, but this desire will be more centered around competition and development, rather than the human history that Dulin saw in history books, which was filled with all kinds of infighting and harm.

The slave trade, the triangular trade, the massacre of Indians, fraud and deception... It would be great if these bad desires could be eliminated from human genes or curbed to the greatest extent possible.

Just as I was thinking this, the security guard of the mansion came over with a box: "The messenger outside the door said that it was delivered here at full speed from the north."

Du Lin nodded and asked Daju to check it again and confirm that there was no problem before opening it.

There's a cake inside.

There is another letter.

It's Tanya.

Dear Du Lin, I only remembered that your birthday had passed after I finished training. Please forgive my negligence. This is the cake I made by myself. Please try it.

Love you Tanya.

The cake has a good selling point, the cream is very sweet, and there are even strawberries on top as decoration, which is also very sweet and delicious.

The craftsmanship is much better than before. Although the cake itself is still a bit hard, it is much better than before and can be used to hit people.

Du Lin felt that this silly girl probably made sure that the cake was tasty, so she sent it over in a hurry.

It was a white lie, that was good... Du Lin accepted it.

So Du Lin was very satisfied.

He cut two pieces, one for Xia Li and one for Maria, and then stuffed the rest of the cake into his stomach.

Then Du Lin wrote an enthusiastic reply letter, praising Tanya's craftsmanship, and asked Hemer to personally take the letter away.

As for Tanya's birthday present, he had already prepared it and it would be taken back by the messenger who delivered the cake.

(End of this chapter)