"What are you doing in the morning?" Roy inadvertently raised her mouth during lunch.

This made Zell recall what Vigus saw in Bander City and was speechless.

"I don't know what the hell I've seen." Zell could only describe such a nonsensical experience in broken words. He didn't know how much these Yoder people were if they didn't see it with their own eyes.

"You said Bandell City is like a fairy tale world that is full of imagination." If it weren't for knowing that Zell didn't need to lie to him, Roy would have thought he was

"That's right, those little Yodels are like children." When talking about them, Zell couldn't help but smile: "If I have children in the future, I will definitely keep them away from the Yodels."

Roy saw it, took a bite of the dish as if nothing had happened, and then looked to the side.

Why did I suddenly talk about the child’s affairs? Although it is too early to think about this now, it is not impossible to prepare for it.

She was wondering whether to tell Zell about the fact that she didn't want her children for the time being and be responsible for the children. She wanted to continue to wait... and then consider giving birth until the crystallization disease has the opportunity to be cured.

"Shopkeeper, is Bandel City really that amazing?" Compared to Roy, who was skeptical, Gwen seemed very interested.

"It's much more interesting to see with my own eyes than I said. If you have the chance, you should go and take a look."

"But isn't that place not for outsiders to enter?"

"You can turn into a doll and go in, no one will find it."

"The smuggling matter is enough. A little green has passed through our house." Roy knocked on the table and said majesticly with the hostess: "Where is little green, why didn't you bring it back?"

"I was borrowed by Weigus. I have to continue following up in the afternoon. She is going to get the last piece of material," Zell said.

"I'll leave a copy for it, forget it, let Xiaolan solve it." Roy lowered her head, and Xiaolan was sitting at her feet and looking up at them.

When he heard someone talking about himself, he stomped his feet excitedly, licked his mouth and showed a flattering expression.

Ball, give me some food~

"You go and eat Xiaolu's portion, don't waste it."

It's not food on the dining table, but it's good to eat some. Xiaolan is not picky at all. She slipped under her feet and went to the glass room to have a feast for a meal, for fear that Xiaolu would come back suddenly if she eats slowly.

"It's so easy to deal with." Zell looked at it with a smile.

Greedy pets always stay at the dining table, trying to exchange hard waiting for their master's charity. Those who treat themselves as their master will come and take a few bites no matter what you eat.

Zell used to have a friend who often had stomachache since he raised a cat. At first he didn't know why, but it wasn't until later that his cat owner stole the water from his cup in front of him. After drinking, he put his feet in and washed it a few times that he realized that the water he usually drank was not clean.

He has changed the cup several times since then, but every time the cat owner kept the water in the basin and insisted on drinking the water in his cup.

After a few times, he finally understood. It turned out that the cat owner was afraid that he would poison him after drinking unclean water for a long-term meal ticket, so he tried the poison with his body every time. He was very moved and since then he used a thermos.

There is a reason why pets stay at the dining table, either because they are not full, they are greedy, or they think they are eating better.

Valley Sauce

"By the way, the store manager. In short, Gwen has been working with us for more than a month. It's time to pay her a salary."

Hearing Roy say this, Gwen, who was shaking his legs and sucking milk tea, opened his eyes wide open, and swallowed the pearls in his mouth in a hurry without chewing them. He wanted to say something, but suddenly forgot what he said.

This is her first pot of gold in her life. Although it only took more than a month for her to become a human being, it doesn't matter. What's important is that she has experienced the joy of making money.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity made her come alive, and she wanted to take advantage of this hard-won opportunity to experience every feeling of living.

"Then let's open the last month's one first." Zell nodded and looked at Gwen: "Gwen, what do you plan to deal with this money?"

"Ah? I... help me replace all of them with Poluo snacks and send them to the owner."

"Don't you leave some for yourself?"

Zell frowned slightly, and Poluo dim sum only cost a few dollars. This was said before, and Gwen and the others have been back for a while, and it seems that she has not planned how to distribute her salary until now.

Money is closely related to life, just like blood, connecting individuals and society, while her simple thoughts are still a bit out of reality.

"No, I have some food and some accommodation here, but I don't have any money." Gwen didn't think anything was wrong.

"Gwen, I told you that money has several denominations. It is not a whole, but can be distributed. You don't have to use it all to do one thing."

"But I have no other places to spend money. I'm happy to help everyone repair clothes and hair, but others have to give me money in this way."

"Do you know how much your monthly salary is? I can't finish all the snacks in April. Who can I give you the extra ones? Do you want to eat them? "Zer paid her a salary that is much higher than the average salary of the waiter, which is a huge sum of money for her who has just entered society.

"That's really a waste." Gwen began to realize that he hadn't thought about these things carefully.

"I'll make arrangements for you. Poluo's food is small. As long as you pay 20% of the salary, it can meet its daily expenses. You can also buy many small toys. You can save the rest and buy some clothes for changing. You can't wear this skirt all the time. You can also buy some materials to make your own clothes or dolls. As long as you sell them, it will be a lot of money. By the way, Drizzt seems to be asking you to customize the clothes for Poluo. You can take this opportunity to practice your hands. After practicing, you will give you all the clothes and styles of Poluo."

"no problem!"

Zell went to the counter and counted the money and put it in the envelope, "Give it, this is the salary that has been deducted from the ingredients, you can control it at will."

He handed the envelope to Gwen, who solemnly took it and weighed it in his hand, and asked, "Can I open it?"

"Of course." Zel smiled.

Gwen opened the envelope in front of him and was immediately confused by the cash inside.

"Shopkeeper, teacher, is this money enough for me to treat you to a meal?"

Roy sneered: "What do you think of us? Why isn't it enough?"

"But I think Miss Doom costs a lot of money every time she treats her, and it seems that my little money is not enough."
Chapter completed!