Arranged literacy classes, spent a sum of money, and with Mr. Klein''s care, his daughter was very attentive. In this world where capital is king, the rich should enjoy people''s respect and social privileges. After all, money is people''s father.

    During the day, Du Lin has been busy watching the blacksmith make a large distiller, buy some necessary equipment and appliances, and take part in literacy classes with his fellow countrymen in the evening. I have to say that compared with the square words in the dream world, the words in this world are really not difficult to learn. Just as people can speak, knowing enough letters and then knowing how to spell them is basically no problem.

    The rest is to increase the amount of reading, recite more words, and write. Every member of the association knows that such opportunities are hard won, and knowledge is as expensive as money. For such fast literacy classes, everyone needs to pay 15 yuan for tuition. This money is really an astronomical sum for these teenagers, at least before joining the hometown Association.

    As long as they have a little money in their pockets, they will take it home to their parents, improve their lives, add one or two clothes for their brothers and sisters, or buy them something delicious. Therefore, every teenager is very serious about literacy, writing and reading. They don''t need anyone''s advice. They absorb knowledge like a sponge.

    Except Graf.

    "God is up, I think I''m going crazy!" Graff, who secretly hid a bottle of wine into the classroom, sat in the last row and looked at the crooked letters on the blackboard. He felt his brain was big. He looked at the very serious Dulin around him and asked, "can I make more money after learning this?"

    Turin glanced at him, thought seriously, and then shook his head, "no, learning to read and write can''t make you more money!"

    Graf belched and spewed out the unpleasant smell of wine. "What am I doing with it?"

    "At least you can live with dignity and dignity."

    Graff smiled again. "Didn''t we say before? When we make money, it''s not more dignified to let those college students be our deputy, and then hire several female secretaries with high degrees?"

    Dooling nodded this time. He couldn''t wake up a drunk person who didn''t want to wake up, nor did he have to change other people''s ideas. In the dream, there is a saying that is very right. Don''t do to others what you don''t want. Simply put, he is not a person who is willing to be controlled, so he will not easily control those who are not willing to be controlled by him, except under special circumstances.

    Graf doesn''t want to be a literate, at least a fluent reader of newspapers. That''s his business. After getting along with Graf these days, Doolin felt that he had seen through Graf. This is a man with no ambition. His most suitable job is to be an apartment, and then wander the streets all day, boasting, farting and drinking. But I have to say that Graff helped himself, especially the 40 yuan and some other small things.

    For friendship, Du Lin is still a little heavy. Before Graf owed him, Graf would be his friend.

    On the contrary, he is very, very optimistic about the young man called dufo these days. Perhaps this has something to do with dufo''s imprisonment. It is precisely because after tasting helplessness and bitterness that we can understand the value of opportunity. Whether doing things or sitting here learning to read and learn some words, Buddha is the most serious.

    A serious person may not succeed, but if he is not serious... He glances at Graf, he is doomed to failure.

    On the fifth day, Doolin asked duffer to watch the construction of the farm shed, while he supervised different blacksmiths in the city to build different parts of the distiller. Just then, dufo suddenly ran over. This is something that has never happened before. No matter what Turin tells Buddha, he can always finish it meticulously. He will never leave what he should do like this.

    Well, something must have happened on the farm.

    After a few words with the blacksmith, he walked out of the blacksmith''s shop. The cold air outside came to his face, making him feel like drowning and suffocating for a moment at the moment of alternating cold and heat. He took out a cigarette, threw it to dufo and lit one himself. When they came to the side of the road, Du Lin asked, "what happened in such a hurry?"

    Dufour leaned over after taking a smoke, lowered his voice and said, "Morris brought someone. He made a noise for a while and said that Hoon had mortgaged the ranch to him. He also said he wanted to see you."

    Dooling''s eyebrows caught up at once, and the last thing he wanted to see happened. Before, he praised Dover and said he was very clever. After seeing Hoon go to the deli, he knew to go in and confirm whether Morris was there. In Dooling''s opinion, since Hoon has gone and Morris can''t get the money, he will never let him go, but the problem still arises, but what link is wrong.

    When he closed his eyes and meditated, Buddha took the initiative to leave a distance, so as not to disturb Turin''s thinking.

    After about four or five minutes, Du Lin threw the cigarette end burning to his butt on the ground. The cigarette end bounced on the ground and sparks splashed everywhere.

    He figured out that Hoon must have taken part of the money to Morris, appeased Morris temporarily in this way, and then lied about giving Morris the ranch. After Morris got a certain amount of money, plus the value of the ranch, there must be more, so he admitted this way. After settling the debt, Hoon returned to his hometown four days ago with his family and some humble possessions.

    Damn it!

    He kicked the lamppost around him and made a dull noise, which made the passers-by look over.

    Durin took a deep breath and called dufo. He took out a roll of money from his pocket, counted out 50 yuan and stuffed it into dufo''s hand. "In this way, immediately arrange someone to find out where Hoon and his wife''s hometown are, and then find them and get our money back. In addition, you tell Morris to meet at the golden crystal bar in the evening. I''ll wait for him."

    He took another step forward and almost stuck with dufo. He put his hand directly on dufo''s shoulder and pressed it on his shoulder, "take your weapons, just in case!"

    Dufo nodded hard, turned around and ran.

    Du Lin stood in place alone, and a nameless fire rose in his heart again. He kicked the lamppost several times.

    He was really angry. He felt that he had done very well. He knew that Houn''s ranch would belong to Morris by the end of the month. He knew that he could buy it from Morris at a lower price. But he thought he should give the hoons a way to live and a chance. So he paid a premium of $300 for that piece of shit like wasteland.

    But what did he get for his kindness?

    In exchange for deception and lies!

    That damn guy must be proud now? With hundreds of thousands of dollars, get rid of the burden of debt and go back to your hometown to live a natural and unrestrained life?

    I''m stupid!

    Dooling slapped himself, which also made him realize that in this cruel world, anyone who has a trace of kindness can be used!

    At this time, a policeman came by the side of the road. He frowned and looked at Du Lin, "boy, you kicked the lamp post? According to the imperial law, breaking official business is punishable, you know..."

    Turin looked at the policeman as if he were looking at a grinning dog. Before he could finish, he took out a roll of one dollar bills from the other pocket of his pants impatiently, ordered five and threw them on the ground, and turned away.

    The policeman originally wanted to teach the impolite young man a lesson, but he looked at the five notes on the ground that had begun to float with the wind, immediately gave up his previous idea, bent down, picked them up one by one and put them in his pocket.

    He straightened his police cap, and then continued to patrol his territory with a proud face as before.

    It''s like... A dog circling around its territory!