Kital's face was a little thoughtful. Hearing the devil's urging behind him, he had to let him go. He didn't go far. He just watched MEG collect the shrimp and pay for it.

Now there are so many people catching shrimps. He takes so much effort to catch 20 shrimps in one night, and the less he catches, the less he catches. He is sure that one day he will not catch shrimps, so he has to be a hard-working fisherman again and barely get enough to eat.

But if you learn how to make crayfish, it's not the same. Look at the boss. He collects thousands of crayfish a day, and each crayfish earns 50 copper coins, but he earns tens of thousands a day.

Although he doesn't understand business, he can understand who makes more money.

When McGonagall finished collecting all the fishermen's shrimps, kittal came forward and helped McGonagall pour the shrimps into the pool, saying, "boss, do you think I can do it? I want to learn to be a crayfish from you

"You?" MEG put down the shrimp cage and looked at kittal carefully for a while. This young demon fisherman is the first group of shrimp catchers with high enthusiasm. The number of crayfish caught in these two days is far more than that of ordinary fishermen. He nodded and said, "if you are interested, you can have a try."

"Really?" Kittal's eyes brightened, but he just wanted to have a try, but McGonagall really agreed to him.

"If you want to learn, I hope you come here with a serious attitude. I don't want to waste time on a demon who is not serious." MEG looked at kittal and said seriously.

"Well, I'll study hard." Kittal nodded, touched his hand in his arms, took out his purse, counted five gold coins from the side, and solemnly handed them to MEG.

"You go back and take a shower, and then come around ten o'clock." MEG took the gold and said.

"All right." Kittal nodded, but he didn't hurry. Instead, he helped MEG pour the rest of the prawns into the pool. Then he left. His clothes were all soaked in sea water and full of mud. It's really time to go back and clean them.

Four or five more demons came to inquire. McGonagall declined two of them, and then asked the other three to come back at 10 o'clock after paying the tuition fee of five hundred copper coins.

"Boss Hades, are you really going to teach others how to make crayfish?" Ivan poked his head out of the yard next door and looked at MEG in surprise. How could Hades be willing to teach others such a good business.

"Yes." McGonagall nodded with a smile. "It seems that people like crayfish very much. If more demons are taught to make crayfish, more demons can taste delicious crayfish."

Ivan looked back into the room, then looked at MEG and whispered, "can I learn that? Do you think I can do it? "

McGonagall looks at Ivan. He has a good impression of the three members of the rock Troll family next door. However, although the rock troll is powerful, it is known for its clumsiness. Although it is not difficult for Ivan to operate this big pot, it is a question whether he can meet the requirements.

"I'm not quick to learn, but I'm very patient. As long as you are willing to teach me, I'll certainly learn." Ivan patted his chest and promised. He looked back at the room and lowered his voice. "My son and I are in love with the crayfish you made now, and after eating the crayfish you made, we all begin to change our shell. If I can learn, my family status will rise straight up and stand up in front of my wife."

MEG looked at Ivan, in pity for a poor man who had no family status, nodded with a smile and said, "well, it's also ten o'clock. You can come later."

"All right." Ivan looked happy. Then he bent down and fumbled for a while under the stone of the first pillar of the fence. He quickly took out a stone. He broke the stone and several golden coins rolled out of it.

"You know, it's not easy to hide some private money." Ivan counted out five gold coins, put the remaining one in his pocket and handed it to McGonagall, who looked surprised.

"I understand, I understand." McGonagall took the money, but he was still a bit of a jerk. He was also a talented man, but... Why did he feel pitiful?

"Well, boss, you are still young. While you still have some family status, you must remember to save more money for yourself." Ivan sighed and said with some serious words.

McGonagall wanted to laugh and had to bear it, thinking about how to respond.

"Hey, come in and help me dry the clothes!" A violent voice came from the next room.

Ivan and McGonagall waved their hands, turned and walked towards the house. As soon as they got to the door, their faces changed into smiles, and their steps were light.

Looking at Ivan's back, McGonagall muttered to himself, how sometimes it seems better than alone.

McGonagall's notice has attracted the attention of many demons. The crayfish business is very popular these days. On crustacean Island, there are demons. The crayfish restaurant can earn at least 50000 copper dollars a day, which is a huge sum of money. No restaurant has ever made so much money.

McGonagall, in the spirit of "rather short than excessive", had only six apprentices before ten o'clock.

"Wife, the boss next door has a class. I'll go and have a look. Maybe the people who saved us rock trolls will fall into my hands." Ivan pinched jimina's stout calf and peeped at her face carefully.

"You want to learn how to cook? Do you think my turtle stew is bad? " Jimina's sharp eyes fell on Ivan.

"How can it be? My wife's Stewed turtle soup is the most delicious food in the world." Ivan quickly shook his head and said with a straight face: "but I think if we go to boss Mai's place to eat crayfish, we'll get 100 copper coins for each one. If I can learn how to do it, we'll get a lot of money whether we catch it ourselves or buy it from those crayfish catchers in the future. If we can call on the people to catch shrimps together, and then let me cook, won't it be easy for us rock trolls to embark on the road of rejuvenation? "

"What you said seems to have some truth." Jimina had a sort of thoughtful look on her face.

"Father, take me with you. I want to be a cook, too! I want to learn how to make shrimp, too Justin, who is in charge of pressing jimina's shoulder on one side, put his head forward with some excitement.

"You are not allowed to go." Jimina knocked Justin back with a chestnut, then looked at Ivan and said, "you go."

"All right." As soon as Ivan's face brightened, he quickly got up and walked out of the house. As soon as he got to the door, he regretted and said, "I knew my wife was so easy to promise, so I shouldn't have used my private money to teach my tuition. Now that the money is gone, I have to think about how to explain the money later..."