I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

Heath quickly circled the first floor, his eyes dazzled by the wide variety of goods. However, he still bought some local specialties and ingredients from other regions, as well as some small items that interested him.

"What is this?" Heath looked at the shop in front of him with a puzzled expression. He had already arrived on the third floor, and the shop in front of him had several dark red crystals that looked somewhat like the Dark Soul Stone from Diablo.

Heath entered the small shop and soon discovered the purpose of the item. It was said to be a decorative lamp simulated by the power crystal of Eternatus from the Galar region. Heath's lips twitched. It seemed that the Psyduck Merchant Guild also offered some flashy but impractical items. Heath had no interest in this luxurious lamp. He would rather buy a few potato balls, a specialty of the Sinnoh region, which tasted quite good. Heath really liked them.

However, as he was preparing to leave, Heath suddenly had a whim and picked up a lamp, intending to use his food analyzer to see if the thing was edible.

[A deep crystal of Eternatus, inedible, containing a trace of Eternatus's power; when held by a Pokémon, it can temporarily Dynamax.]

Heath paused for a moment, then subconsciously took out his phone to check. Forty-five minutes had passed since he drank the lucky potion, and Heath was still in a brief period of super lucky mode. Heath couldn't help but click his tongue. He hadn't expected to get such a peculiar item. It seemed that his luck was indeed quite good. It was a pity that the Psyduck Merchant Guild didn't do any lotteries or blind boxes, otherwise Heath might have been able to make a small fortune.

Heath looked at the other items, none of which were the same as this one, and he didn't know how the profound crystal of the Boundless Endurance had gotten mixed into these goods.

Although Heath felt he didn't really need the power of Dynamax, he bought it anyway since it was a rare bargain. The price was a bit high, but compared to other useless lamps, it was still a good deal.

However, after purchasing the Profound Crystal of Eternia, Heath couldn't buy anything else of value, though he did manage to acquire some seasonings from other regions.

"This is pretty good luck, but I don't know about the law of conservation of luck..." Heath was a little conflicted. To be honest, he felt that his good luck today was reflected in asking about the magical conch and obtaining a piece of the profound crystal of the Eternal Tana. His luck did seem pretty good, but it wasn't good enough to win a supercar as soon as he walked in.

After returning to the dining car, Heath, who had been on tenterhooks, found nothing amiss, which relieved him. He had been worried about something like slipping on a banana peel or something else entirely.

"Looks like I'm still pretty lucky," Heath said smugly, stretching.

Chapter 300 Misfortune and Snorlax's New Job

Heath regretted his words immediately after saying them, for he was now sitting on the ground, staring in shock at the sharp knife above his head, only seven or eight centimeters away from his skull—just a hair's breadth away…

"Onion..." Farfetch'd lowered its head, not daring to look at Heath, who had just been holding the dagger in its claw.

"It's alright, it's alright... but remember next time don't use this kind of meat-cutting knife to chop ice, it's not appropriate." Heath looked at the sharp knife above his head and couldn't help but swallow again. This thing was far too lethal, it was even embedded directly in the plastic bottle.

However, seeing Farfetch'd's ashamed look, Heath wasn't angry. Instead, he reached out and patted Farfetch'd's head. This little guy had just tried to cut a big chunk of ice with a meat cleaver. He didn't know what the little guy was thinking. Before he could even hold it properly, it almost poked Heath's head.

It turns out that even a knife can't easily cut through a large block of ice, let alone a knife that wasn't specifically designed for cutting ice. Kitchen knives are strictly categorized, with knives for chopping bones, cutting meat, cutting vegetables, and so on. The kitchen knives used in ordinary households are a more moderate type, suitable for a little bit of everything, but not very specialized. However, they are sufficient for cooking everyday dishes.

If this knife were to stab someone in the head, disfigurement would be inevitable. If it were nailed to the skull, that would be quite a sight.

Fortunately, Heath wasn't that unlucky, but this only strengthened his resolve. This lucky potion was a deadly weapon, and it was best to use it with caution. Otherwise, if he won the jackpot next time, Heath felt he might as well buy a cemetery plot for himself to lie in.

"Farfetch'd, why are you cutting ice?" Heath looked at Farfetch'd with a strange expression. He didn't quite understand why Farfetch'd was cutting ice. Was he planning to make a "Frozen Sea Bream Mountain"? But that didn't seem quite right. Making that kind of thing would require a lot of ice, at least enough to have the grandeur of an iceberg. Otherwise, if it was too small, it wouldn't be suitable to call it a "Frozen Sea Bream Mountain".

This piece of ice is too small; using it to make a frozen sea bream mountain would be laughable. At best, it's only good for freezing sea bream meat.

"Onion, onion..." Farfetch'd was a little embarrassed, but still pointed to the side. Heath looked over curiously and saw a cookbook there, which Heath had bought for Farfetch'd. It was in the dessert category and had the word "shaved ice" written on it.

Heath's lips twitched. Goodness, so it turns out it's for making shaved ice. But you don't need to use a knife like this to make shaved ice, do you? This thing isn't suitable for making shaved ice, and aren't there special tools for making shaved ice?

Heath looked at his food cart and didn't see any utensils for making shaved ice, which explains why Farfetch'd would think of using a sharp knife to cut the ice.

"You need to learn to rely on your companions, Farfetch'd." Heath shook his head with a wry smile. Shaved ice used to be very common, but it's less so now. On one hand, the introduction of other competing products has made shaved ice lose its market competitiveness. On the other hand, the profit margin for shaved ice is relatively low. It's not as profitable as making ice jelly, where you can just throw in some random ingredients and sell it for a high price of 22 Alliance Coins. The reduced market demand for shaved ice has also made it harder to sell shaved ice machines.

However, Heath had his own methods.

It's rare to see Farfetch'd want to learn how to cook, even if it's just shaved ice. But the effort is still worth encouraging, so Heath took Farfetch'd to the lounge and found Snorlax sleeping there.

Looking at the Snorlax in front of him, Hiss felt a little guilty. When he first brought Snorlax out, Hiss thought that Snorlax would live the life he wanted, but now Snorlax does nothing but sleep and practice singing all day. Hiss decided to find something for Snorlax to do so that Snorlax could have a more fulfilling life and not develop any psychological problems.

"Snorlax." Heath pushed Snorlax's big belly, which was soft and cool. Speaking of which, summer is here, and the dish Farfetch'd is going to make today has given Heath some ideas. He might try having Snorlax make shaved ice or some other cold drink, which would make Snorlax's life more fulfilling.

Furthermore, it can hone Snorlax's abilities, which can be considered another unique training method.

"?" Snorlax slowly sat up, looking at Hiss with sleepy eyes. Hiss looked at Snorlax's squinty eyes and couldn't help but stroke his chin. If Snorlax were to play staring contest with someone else, it would probably make that person question their existence, since Hiss couldn't tell at all whether Snorlax had its eyes open or not.

"Snorlax, do you know how to use Snowflake?" Hiss looked at Snorlax and asked softly. Snorlax paused for a moment, then nodded.

Heath smiled slightly. As long as it's fine with fine snow, that's fine. Heath just wanted Snorlax to make a unique shaved ice with fine snow, but he didn't know if it would work.

Thinking of this, Heath took a basin and had Snorlax use some fine snow on it. Although it was called fine snow, it was actually countless tiny ice particles, but it was still a bit coarse compared to the kind of shaved ice used to make shaved ice.

Hiss picked up Zoroa, and with Zoroa as a translator, communication between Hiss and Snorlax would be much easier.

“The big guy said this is the smallest piece of ice he can fit into.” Zoroya scratched his head and then dutifully translated. Zoroya hadn’t wanted to translate, but seeing the coercive look in Hiss’s eyes, he gave up the idea of ​​complaining.

"I see..." Heath pondered, could it really be impossible to use Snorlax's power? But then Heath had another idea. Although Snorlax couldn't make smaller ice shards, it could use other moves to break them.

Thinking of this, Hiss had Snorlax use a physical move, and Snorlax immediately used Brick Break, successfully turning the tiny ice particles into shaved ice. Hiss nodded in satisfaction; it was ready to be made into shaved ice.

Heath glanced at Snorlax, deciding to hand over the task to it from now on. As the head chef, Heath couldn't do everything himself, and with Pokémon around, building the team would be much easier.

"Snorlax, would you like to be the chef in the dessert bar?" Heath smiled at Snorlax; Snorlax's abilities were perfect for the position.

Snorlax nodded happily. Although it didn't know what the Ice Cream Club was, it knew that its trainer had asked it to do it, and Snorlax was glad to be able to help its trainer.

Chapter 301 Moderation and a Little

With a touch of honey and some fresh seasonal fruit, Heath made a pretty good fruit shaved ice. It would definitely be very popular to eat in the sweltering heat. However, Evergreen City is still at the end of the humid season, so it will take some time before the shaved ice becomes a hit.

After all, not many people enjoy shaved ice in the dead of winter. When the weather warms up and the sky clears up, that's when shaved ice will truly shine.

However, the problem is that the profit is a bit low. Shaved ice is positioned as a regular food. If it is made too expensive, it loses its original meaning. It's like drinking milk tea. In the early days, nine-tenths of a cup of milk tea was milk tea, and the rest was toppings. But now, milk tea is almost entirely toppings. If you didn't know better, you might think you were drinking porridge.

However, calling it drinking porridge is an insult to porridge, since drinking porridge is quite good and good for the stomach. But drinking these milk teas that are just like porridge is probably like reopening your home prematurely, and things like high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar will come knocking on your door.

"This price... well, let's just make two League Coins per serving. Small profits but quick turnover will do." Hiss hesitated for a moment, then looked at Snorlax, who was overjoyed at being able to help him. Hiss sighed. Even if it was just to bring back Snorlax's smile, Hiss felt that he was determined to sell his shaved ice. Although the profit wasn't much and it was a bit troublesome to make, it wasn't impossible.

The idea of ​​"small profits but quick turnover" is not just a slogan. Moreover, Heath has visited many places recently and found that there are fewer and fewer places selling shaved ice. Even if there are, they are very expensive. Heath feels that launching his shaved ice is a game-changer for them.

Just as Heath was about to return to Officer Jenny's dormitory, she noticed another person in front of her. The black-haired Sabrina was looking at her with her arms crossed, her indifferent eyes revealing a hint of coldness.

"Miss Naz? What would you like to eat?" Heath looked at Naz with surprise and asked with a smile. Naz was a big customer and always paid very generously, giving the impression that 'Mr. Zhao is paying for everything today'.

However, Sabrina's personality is much better than Zhao Gongzi's. Although she doesn't show much expression most of the time, she only shows a slight smile when facing Mr. Sakaki. If Heath hadn't been good at observing people's micro-expressions, even Heath himself wouldn't have been able to see Sabrina's smile.

“…I…don’t understand this.” Naz took out a cookbook and handed it to Heath for a look. Heath looked at it curiously. It was a handwritten cookbook with neat and elegant handwriting. Compared to Heath’s messy handwriting, it was much more sophisticated.

However, Heath didn't pay much attention to the wording; he was looking at the cookbook that Naz had handed him, and this was what Naz had pointed to.

Add a pinch of salt and a suitable amount of MSG for seasoning...

It was a very simple sentence, but Sabrina kept pointing here, showing that this sentence was making Sabrina very conflicted, to the point that she came to ask Heath for his opinion.

"Is there something you don't understand?" Heath looked at the recipe in his hand. This recipe was for seafood fried rice, which Heath considered to be a foolproof dish. After all, as long as you follow the recipe, there shouldn't be any problems.

"...How much is 'a little' and how much is 'appropriate'?" Sabrina spoke normally for the first time. Heath was stunned for a moment, then laughed. So that's what this question was all about.

As we all know, in the realm of cooking, adjectives like "a little," "appropriate amount," and "about" can be incredibly confusing for beginners. How much is "appropriate amount" of salt? One or half a spoonful? How much is "a little" of vinegar? Ten milliliters or one milliliter? It's a very perplexing question, but in reality, these terms like "appropriate amount" and "a little" reflect a chef's experience. Beginners are often better off buying cookbooks that clearly indicate the exact quantities used.

However, the advantage of that kind of recipe is that if you follow the recipe, the taste will be average. But a qualified chef will adjust the dishes according to the guests' and his own habits. For example, when Heath cooks, he will cook in different ways depending on the guests' tastes. The same egg fried rice may be half a spoonful of salt for Mr. Yaning, but a spoonful of salt for Mr. Akong.

While formulaic recipes may not have problems, they are like mass-produced dishes, with identical tastes and colors. Eating the same thing repeatedly can become tiresome, and since other ready-made meals are made in the same way, it can be quite discouraging for chefs.

"Well, generally speaking, it depends on the amount of ingredients. But according to Miss Naz's recipe..." Heath estimated in her mind. Having cooked for a long time, Heath could now guess the approximate taste of a dish based on the recipe.

Heath wrote down the amount of salt and chicken bouillon to be added for Miss Naz, which was Heath's personal version, resulting in dishes that tasted like Heath's.

“Miss Nazja, although I’ve marked the quantities you need to add, the best way to cook is to do it yourself. Only then will the food taste the best and have your own unique flavor. Otherwise, if you follow my instructions, it will just be my dish.” Heath handed the recipe back and said this to Nazja. Nazja nodded silently, left over a thousand Alliance coins, and then left.

Heath happily put the money away. Although Heath no longer needed to pay off her debts, she felt that the more money the better. After all, there were still many things she wanted to buy, and living in Sister Feng's dormitory all the time wasn't a good idea. Sooner or later, she would have to buy a house.

"It's about time to head back to the dorm. We should be heading to Pallet Town tomorrow." Heath stretched. It was about time. Heath started his food truck and drove towards the dorm area. Thinking about Pallet Town, which he would be going to tomorrow, Heath felt a little excited. That was where his dream began. Heath was curious about what Pallet Town would be like at this time. Would Professor Oak still be the same as before?

However, Ash is still the same Ash who dreams of becoming a Pokémon Master. Unfortunately, when Hiss traveled through time, Ash's journey was still going on and he didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. Moreover, time didn't seem to have passed at all. This is truly a terrifying story.

"Pallet Town and its specialty mushrooms? Now would be the perfect time to go," Heath said thoughtfully.

Chapter 302 Grilled Fish and the Eyes of an Intermediate Chef

Heath stretched, then pushed open the dormitory door, lay down on the sofa with practiced ease, and yawned.

"Sister Feng hasn't gotten off work yet? Isn't it a bit too early to be back?" Heath checked the time on her phone. It was only a little past three in the afternoon, and there weren't many people in the Officers' dormitory area. Heath planned to go to the cafeteria at 4:30 to prepare dinner for the Officers.

"Speaking of which, where is my Chef's Eye quest progress?" Heath scratched his head, and just as he was thinking about this, he found himself looking at the Chef's Eye quest log again.

[Chef's Eye (Intermediate): Serving 1000 guests and getting them satisfied with your food: 998/1000]

Heath paused for a moment, only two short?

This discovery made Heath a little restless. If just two customers expressed their satisfaction, Heath would be able to complete the intermediate chef's eye task. Heath was very much looking forward to it, but it was too late to go to the city now. However, there was another place Heath had not yet been to, and that was the nursing home in Evergreen City.

Heath opened her phone's map and checked. She found that the nursing home in Evergreen City was very close to the Officers' dormitory area. It was said that this was decided by the mayor of Evergreen City, with the aim of ensuring the safety of the elderly in the nursing home. Nothing felt safer than living near the Officers.

However, cooking for the elderly is a troublesome task. The elderly often have unique tastes, and some elderly people need special research and customization for what they eat every day. Heath has served some elderly guests, but those guests were all healthy and able to come to Heath's place to eat on their own. Most of the elderly in nursing homes are people with mobility issues.

Heath was a little conflicted, but then he saw another place displayed on his phone, the reservoir he had visited last time.

There are Officers stationed next to the reservoir, on a rotating basis, but Heath would never go and collect money from Officers. In Evergreen City, Heath never takes money from Officers, although no Officer would come and eat Heath's food for free.

"Should we go check out the reservoir? I remember there's a fishpond there; there should be some people fishing there." Heath pondered. Although the nursing home had many guests, it was also troublesome. First, the elderly people's daily meals were researched and planned by a nutritionist, and there was also a cafeteria. If Heath wanted to achieve satisfaction, he would have to get the guests to pay.

This was very troublesome, so Heath felt that the chances of entertaining guests at the nursing home were not very high. So Heath hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Zoroya, immediately ran back to the dining car, set the destination, and quickly headed towards the fishpond.

Soon, Heath arrived at the fishpond. Although it was a weekday, there were still some anglers fishing there. About a dozen people were sitting quietly in chairs with fishing rods, intently watching the water. Heath's arrival only attracted their attention for a moment, and then there was no further activity. Heath didn't pay any attention to it.

Even in the world of Pokémon, fishing is a very popular pastime. There are even forums about fishing in Viridian City. Heath had looked at them when he came here, and the posts there gave Heath the feeling of going back to his previous life to look at fishing forums on his mobile phone.

Heath knew very well how these anglers felt. Some anglers could sit by the reservoir all night fishing, while others went even further, renting a motorboat to fish in the middle of the lake. The wealthier ones would even charter a boat and then go fishing in the ocean. They would go to any lengths to catch fish.

However, this had nothing to do with Heath. All Heath planned to do was attract two guests to dine and then complete his own task.

Heath didn't intend to waste too much time here; his time was precious and he didn't have much time to waste. So, Heath planned to attract customers in a clever way. The method was simple: Heath planned to attract customers by making some flavorful dishes. Speaking of fishermen, Heath thought grilled fish would be a good choice.

So Heath first found the owner of the fishpond, then bought a grass carp from him, and then carried the grass carp back to his food cart to start preparing it.

The world of Pokémon naturally includes ordinary animals, including fish. However, these fish are completely powerless against those ferocious carnivorous Pokémon fish. Therefore, most edible fish on the market are artificially bred. Of course, there are also some Pokémon fish farms that have obtained permission from the League.

However, Heath remembered that obtaining the necessary documents for Pokémon fish farms was extremely difficult and had very high requirements. It seemed that only two or three farms in the entire Kanto League had obtained the qualifications.

Heath put aside his complicated thoughts and began to concentrate on processing the grass carp in his hands. Grass carp have a lot of bones, and because they are freshwater fish, some of the bones are very small and embedded in the flesh. Heath could not completely remove the bones, even after drinking the sensitivity potion.

This is unlike eels and some other marine fish, which have mostly large bones and relatively few small bones, making it easy to remove them with practice. Grass carp, however, are different.

Fortunately, grilling fish doesn't require removing all the fish bones, so Heath simply used Dialga's cleaver to process the grass carp, removing the internal organs, then cutting it in half lengthwise. The fish body was still connected by the skin and the tissue on its back. Next, he rubbed on the seasonings for a simple marinating, a very important step.

To ensure the grilled fish is flavorful, this step is essential, and there are usually requirements for the marinating time. However, Heath doesn't have much time right now, so he has to resort to a trick. The trick is very simple: just use a bamboo skewer to poke the fish meat to create holes, which will allow the flavor to penetrate. However, there are requirements: the bamboo skewer needs to be thin and long so as not to damage the appearance of the grilled fish.

Once everything was almost done, Heath summoned Charizard and had it use Ember to light a pile of firewood for him.

Although Heath has a dedicated electric grill, he never uses it. Sometimes, the key to barbecue is that smoky flavor; without it, it's less satisfying.

As Heath turned the grill, an enticing aroma slowly spread out. Heath was cunning; he deliberately chose an upwind spot so the aroma could spread further.