It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

"Yes, yes, gentlemen. It's time for a walk."

When the mermaid tells him, the children reply that they are well. Even when the scales are starting to solidify, land travel needs practice, so they're letting them take walks in this way. Because even if we rest on land, if the threat approaches, we have to flee to the sea quickly.

When Mr. Tiger gets up tight, he gets behind the kids. When you start walking like an escort, it feels like the kids are on their backs but they don't want to, and you keep walking.

"Stay, children, stay!!

"Hey!!

Taro and Hime are also impressed by Mr. Tiger, who arrives later in an upbeat mood. When the child strokes him, he is rubbing over and wiggling his love. Well, I'll take a walk and drop you off.

Looking up at you a little thirsty, you have just the right fruit with a little green tint in the cocoa palm tree, so you grab it with caution power, blade the wind magic, and cut off the top. Drink warm, slightly sweet liquid directly from the nuts. When I was naked in my upper body and was blown by the sea breeze, I could say that it was kind of luxurious to speak directly of coconut juice, or even when I was in Japan, I smiled bitterly. I soothe my thirst and when I peek inside it was immature fruit so I break it in two and enjoy the sweet pulp as well. Unplug the tub, flush the hot water, and clean the inside with cloth and hot water. You can also stand up in a collision later and take an open-air bath. I made it near the pool, so if I have more kids again, I don't mind having it as pool number two. With that in mind, I reweave my jacket.

There is still a little room in the evening, and it will take some time to procure food. I started walking on the beach to see how the salt mill was doing first.

Say hello to the guard at the gate opened inside, surrounded by a precisely high stone wall, and ask him to open the door. Looking at the patrol soldiers that the security system is getting tighter, I head toward the cauldron house. When the door is opened, the annoying steam leaks. A subtle temperature change also affects the quality of the salt, so open it in detail and dive in. As it hits, it moves further into the scorching heat that exceeds the heat. In time, it would be in the middle of rough cooking and book burning. I miss it when I look inside and I hear my head yelling.

"Long time no see"

Speaking to his head, he turns around with a surprised face, but smiles sumptuously.

"Lord, are you there!!

"Yes. Earlier. It seems to be going well, most importantly. I have received a report, but the quality is stable, and I think it's great."

When I talk to Nico, the people in the work taking care of the cauldron also break their faces, but they yell at me to do it seriously. However, those who yell are in a good mood, so I wonder if it will do much good. It makes me tickle and laugh zero.

"Is your time okay for just a moment?

"Yes, I'm in the middle of a burn right now, so I'm fine."

When his head speaks to everyone, he responds. Ask them to guide you to a small office space and put it on the couch. Control the head (or head) that tried to prepare the beverage to produce the cup and cold water and float the ice. Raise the cup and drink.

"Ha. Cold. I'll be back."

"Hydration is important. People are dead, aren't they?

"Ha. I'm careful, but it's a hot place, so I can't drink cold water inside. Is it cold enough to drink in the river?"

Laugh at your heels, put the cup down.

"First of all, thank you for the mass production of salt. We are gradually on the market within 'Lisatia', and we are increasing our usage."

"Well, most importantly"

The snort returns.

"How about the addition of a cauldron shop and the personnel?

"Yes, as things stand, four are officially starting to run. As far as equipment is concerned, up to six have been finished, but the development of personnel has not caught up. Those are the newest guys you saw earlier. He's a soldier. He's got strength, and he understands his contract properly. After that, it's a form of gradual increase in operation."

Is it still impossible to call it a massive increase in production to one foot? Happy to hear the answers as reported.

"There seems to be no accident, and most importantly. I thought it was harsh because it tends to be irregular living on a shift basis..."

"I'm sure they're letting me take the day off, and they're all hanging out to feed my family."

I smile refreshingly, but I'm a soldier caught by Mr. Mermaid. I sigh a little behind my smile wanting the budget I spent back.

"In terms of equipment, it will still double, but to what extent do you forecast full operation as the staffing growth continues as it is?

"It's about two months. For a month, I will be able to use it as a person for burning books. Identification is confirmed by the ancient ginseng, so gradually the room is created."

Yes, it's a shifting system, so I can't get it to work unless I make a lot of room for the personnel. That's a bit of a rush part there, but, well, do we have to go along with the flow...

"Do you have any requests?

"The status quo is manpower, right? There is room for firewood, and we are still discarding the seawater of the ingredients. Can you handle the final twelve bottles or not?"

Come up with a few ideas and answer them. Let's start by maximizing the occupancy rate here and see what happens......

It becomes a joke out of practice from here. But everyone seems serious because Mr. Mermaid's husband has no choice but to live around the ocean anymore. Enjoy the long-headed verse and think about fine-tuning the plan, thinking it's a good trend.

"Now, just the accident and the fire. Please be careful. Because it is now the lifeline of 'Lisatia'."

"Well, I know it very well. What will the lord do now?

"As always, I'm the cook. Come and eat if you want to be a handcuff."

When I tell him that, happily, when he takes turns to eat, he drops me off outside. Can the tour of the equipment itself be tomorrow? It was time for the sky to start to slightly mix.

I was wondering if it was time for Liz and the others to come home, and when I head over to the cooking area, there's kind of a line of mermaids on the beach. I don't know, I'll ask the mermaid who was pimping nearby.

"Oh, is that it? A child is waiting for her husband after work."

Wait for my husband? Leaning his neck, Mr. Mermaid points his finger. Seeing, after work, a man approaches the beach and stands in front of one mermaid. Chilled around, she holds a mermaid in her princess's arms and heads toward the village.

"Oh, do it, it's been fashionable these days to give me a ride home. When I saw him jump, it started when a gentle man told me that the fin was going to hurt."

He says shyly as he shakes his head, turning red like he says all the time, and he leaves.

Yeah, I think I'm gonna throw up sugar. That's a sweet sight. Well, I can guess both the mermaid and the working man.

Is it time for the villagers to finish their work, one after the other, the husbands come to pick up Mr. Mermaid.

Hold the mermaid princess. Try not to turn me into a bubble, men. With that in mind, I proceeded to the cooking area.