How to become a mermaid

Chapter 131
After successfully configuring the potion once, Shamanlael took the initiative to ask for it again, and completed it twice without Planck's guidance.

The results of these two times are similar to the first time. It can emit light, but there is no colorful light.

Originally, Samantel wanted to make more potions to help Planck reduce the burden, but when he thought that the potion he made was not as good as Planck's, he decided to give it up for the time being so as not to waste the whale sand.

After all, it is not every day that Mooney receives the job of cleaning up the barnacles of the whales. It is only once in a few decades that these fish cakes are still quite precious.

"A piece of whale sand the size of a fist can boil a pot, and a pot can hold fifteen tubes, and each tube can make a bottle of potion, and a bottle of potion is fifty gold coins..." Shaman Lair counted these with his fingers The value of whale sand.

"The two big lumps of whale sand Monny got can probably be divided into a thousand fists...so...after all the potions are made, he can probably earn 75 gold coins!"

"Throwing away all the costs, there are still 60 gold coins."

"So... so...?" Planck was a little puzzled, not understanding why Shaman Lair calculated this.

"So he made 75 gold coins madly, but he didn't give you a copper coin!" Shaman Lair said angrily.

"You are obviously the one who made these potions. If you want to use up so much whale sand, you will have to work without sleep for a month!"

"Surrounded by the smell of fish cakes every day, it will be marinated!"

Shamanlell put his hands on Planck's shoulders, looked at him with a serious expression, and said loudly: "I have paid so much hard work, but in the end I can't get a single copper coin. Is this fair!"

Hearing Shamanleir's words, Plank frowned, as if he had also thought of the seriousness of the matter.

Yeah, Mooney can't squeeze him like that!

Every time he worked hard to mix the potion, Mony didn't do anything, and he was blamed for his slow speed, and sometimes he was blamed for wasting materials when he made a mistake.

black heart!This dragon is really too black-hearted!
Seals also have leopard rights, and Plank wants to fight for his rights.

"Let's go! We're waiting for Moni in his room now. We want to protest and bring down the unscrupulous capitalists!"

Samantel took Planck's hand and walked to Moni's room.

"But...yes, I...today...just...made...several...ten...bottles, mo...ni...don't...know...what...when...when...came...back, now...at ...to...find...he...would...no...would...delay...time...time, finish...no...become...today...today...a...mark...huh?"

Planck still has concerns.

Money wanted him to use up the whale sand as soon as possible, so he set a target of making at least three hundred bottles of potion every day.

Planck was worried that he would be blamed by Moni for failing to meet the target today.

"Planck!" Shamanlell uttered a deafening shout and reprimanded loudly: "Your idea is wrong!"

"He won't pay you a penny, why should you obey him and fulfill his target?"

"Labor and reward go hand in hand! If you don't get paid, why do you have to work!"

"You just lost a bet with him, you didn't give your life to him! He has no right to give you such strict orders, and you don't have to obey them!"

"Awaken, Planck! Let's fight against the evil capitalists together!" Shaman Leer held Plank's hand and looked at him firmly.

"I will definitely fight for the reward you deserve!"

Hearing such sonorous and powerful words from Shamanleir, Planck's eyes lit up.

"Rise up, Plank! You are a free seal! No one can dominate you!" Shamanlael poured the last fire on him.

This fire quickly ignited Planck's enthusiasm. He patted his thick chest and shouted: "Let's... let's go!"

It was loud and firm.

A free soul awakens at this moment!

"Okay, let's go!"

Seeing myself fooling around again... Oh no, I persuaded one, Shamanleir was very excited.

He hurried Plank to Mooney's room together, sat on a chair and waited for Mooney to return.

……

evening.

"roar~"

A loud dragon chant resounded over the Moni.

Mooney landed on the deck with a happy smile, and he was still grabbing the two star spots that had just been fished out of the sea.

He negotiated with the shipbuilder today very smoothly. The design of the new ship basically does not need any major changes, and the price required for engraving is also lower than he expected.

Now he has already paid half of the deposit in advance, and he only needs to wait a month to pick up the ship.

"Hum hum ~ da da da da ~" Mo Ni hummed a brisk tune, walking quickly all the way to his room.

When he walked to the door, he found that the door of his room was half closed, and he was stunned for a moment.

However, Mooney soon realized, with a happy smile on his face, he said loudly, "My dear Shamanleir, are you inside?"

"Today's fish is star spot~ I caught it for you after searching in the sea for a long time!" While talking, Moni pushed open the door.

However, after opening the door, he saw something unexpected.

Shamanlael and Planck actually sat in his room in a precarious manner.

Not only that, there was an empty chair in front of them, as if waiting for someone to sit on it.

Seeing that Moni was back, Samantel pointed to the chair in front of him and said:
"Money, sit down."

Money felt weird, he didn't want to sit.

However, Samantel stared at him with burning eyes, which made it difficult for Moni to refuse.

He walked to the chair, sat down, and then pointed to Shamanleir and Plank, and asked, "So... are you two waiting for me?"

"Yes! We are waiting for you!" Samantel nodded.

"So...for what?" Money asked again.

"Salary!"

Hearing this word came out of Shamanleir's mouth, Mony was taken aback.

The term was foreign to him, as he had never been in arrears with his crew.

Although sometimes it will be deducted a little, but it is always sent on time.

Looking at Shaman Lair, and then at Plank who was sitting motionless beside him, Money understood.

With a smile on his face, he said, "My dear Shamanlaer, do you want to ask Planck for a salary?"

"That's right!" Samantel nodded.

Plank nodded along.

"However, he and I are not in an employment relationship, and we have not signed any contract. I have no reason to pay his salary."

"You know, each of my crew members has signed the contract in black and white. There are strict regulations on how much to pay each month, when to pay, and how much to deduct for any mistakes!" Moni spread his hands, some Said roguely.

"Then you are planning to let him work for you?" Shamanlael asked again.

"Whoever makes him lose the bet, if he loses, he must abide by the bet. This is the truth in the world." Mo Ni said with a smile.

"This is not a fair bet. He just needs a little blood from you, and you have withheld him for ten years! This should never be established!"

"Besides, you said you wouldn't pay him because you didn't sign a contract, right? Then you didn't sign a contract for your bet, so I can also think that... this agreement doesn't count!"

Shamanel looked straight at Moni and said with a serious expression.

(End of this chapter)