I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

Heath looked at Brock with sympathy. No wonder Brock went on a trip with Ash later on; he probably worked for free part of the time.

"However, Larvitar's final evolution, Tyranitar, is very strong." Heath comforted Brock, otherwise what would happen if this unlucky kid gave up becoming the Gym Leader of Pewter City?

After comforting Xiao Gang, Xiao Gang left with his young Gilas because the young Gilas felt hungry and needed to eat.

Hiss looked at Larvitar with curiosity. It was hard to imagine that such a height could actually weigh 72 kilograms. When Larvitar evolved into Tyranitar, its weight would reach as high as 200 kilograms.

"Luckily, my Pokémon don't eat very much." Heath looked at her two Pokémon and breathed a sigh of relief.

If Heath had tamed a big eater, Heath felt he could postpone his plan to save money for a trip for a few more months. Fortunately, neither Farfetch'd nor Zorro could eat much.

Zoroya eats the least; one mushroom bun is enough to fill it up, so it's quite easy to raise.

"Oh, my friend, I dare say to my foolish brother, the food here is the best I've ever eaten." The familiar tone made Heath recognize the speaker without even looking up.

"Mr. Kod, what are you here for today?" Heath looked up at Alakazam in front of him and asked calmly.

“Little Heath, look at you, the way you talk is still so funny. Why can’t you appreciate the beauty of speaking?” Codd laughed so hard his beard split open. Heath rolled his eyes; he didn’t want to speak in that weird, translator’s tone.

However, just as Heath was about to say something, Cord showed a helpless expression, and then a large package appeared in its hand.

Before Heath could even see what the package looked like, it flashed in Codd's hand and disappeared.

“You know, my friend, these damn bosses always like to send you rush parts.” Codd shrugged, then mysteriously produced a small bottle in his hand and handed it to Heath.

Heath glanced at Kord suspiciously. If he didn't know that Kord was just an Alakazam, he would have thought that Kord was planning to give him some kind of head-enlarging agent.

After entertaining Codd last time, Heath received a bottle of head-enlarging serum, which he felt was completely useless, and put it in the storage cabinet of the dining car.

Heath thought maybe he could sell himself to Kod, since the Alakazam all believed that the bigger the head, the smarter they were.

Heath once saw a world record in the Pokémon world: an Alakazam, an Alakazam that was outrageously powerful, had an extremely large head.

"What is this, Mr. Codd?" Heath looked at it; the bottle contained some red liquid, not blood.

“Look, even little Heath doesn’t know this. This is stalactite.” Codd chuckled and waved the spoon in his hand.

Heath was even more confused. What exactly was stalactite? Then, with Codd's explanation, Heath finally understood. It was actually something that dripped down from a special type of rock in a cave over many years.

According to Codd, such a small bottle would take nearly a hundred years to accumulate, and he only discovered it by chance when he went to a cave.

Heath's lips twitched. Was Kod going to use this to cook?

“This is a gift for you, little Heath. I have a feeling you’re about to embark on your own journey, don’t you?” Cord winked at Heath.

Heath paused for a moment, then burst out laughing, a very happy laugh.

Chapter 46 Spicy Chicken Rice Bowl

“Mr. Codd, you’re really amazing.” Heath wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes; he would cry when he laughed particularly happily.

“Of course, my friend, Alakazam can predict the future.” Kod smiled at Heath. He looked like an elder, and in fact, Kod was indeed very old. Heath had heard from Sister Feng that Kod was over a hundred years old.

Then Mr. Codd explained to Hiss the use of this stalactite: when applied to rocks or rock walls, it can attract Rock-type and Ground-type Pokémon.

"So... do you have spicy chicken rice bowls?" After explaining the purpose, Codd patted his stomach and asked with a smile.

Heath nodded. Although he had never sold spicy chicken rice before, there was no harm in making one, and he could also check if his skills had deteriorated.

Heath quickly brought out a chicken and had Farfetch'd cut it into small to medium-sized pieces along the grain with a cleaver. He then cut the potatoes, while Heath prepared the sauce.

The simplest way to make spicy chicken is to stir-fry chicken pieces with chili peppers. The advantage of this method is that it is simple and convenient to make and can be done quickly, but the taste is somewhat selective for customers.

Customers who can't handle spicy food well, or who don't like spicy food, won't like this kind of spicy chicken. Heath plans to make a different kind of spicy chicken for Codd, which is also a bit spicy, but with a richer flavor.

"It's a pity there's no fermented bean paste." Heath sighed. If there were fermented bean paste, this spicy chicken would be perfect.

"Doubanjiang? What's that?" Kod asked curiously. Alakazam loved novel things, and he had never heard of Doubanjiang before.

"Hmm... it's a very salty sauce. It makes spicy chicken taste even better." Heath thought for a moment about how to explain this to a Pokémon before answering Kod's question.

Codd looked at him with a half-understanding expression, but Heath's expression changed, and he quickly lowered his head to pretend that he was seriously cooking, which made Mr. Codd close his mouth again.

Heath knew Kord too well. This guy wouldn't give up until he found out what he didn't know. To avoid having to be a popular science communicator about Chinese cuisine in the Pokémon world, Heath wisely chose to run away.

Soon after, Heath brought a fragrant bowl of spicy chicken rice to Alakazam. Watching Kod eat the rice, Heath thought of a question.

Although he now has a food cart, there's no place for guests to sit down and eat. It seems he'll have to go to the furniture store later to pick out some portable tables and chairs that are easy to carry.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Codd was holding a spoon, scooping up a piece of potato and rice and putting it in his mouth. The salty and savory flavor immediately burst forth, followed by a spicy taste, which made Codd stick out his tongue.

"Not bad," was how Cod felt after eating the potatoes.

Codd scooped up another piece of chicken and put it in his mouth along with the rice. Then Codd's eyes widened in surprise. The chicken tasted absolutely amazing.

Heath's spicy chicken is slightly different from regular spicy chicken. The difference is that other spicy chickens are usually fried until the chicken meat is quite dry, which makes it easier to add aroma, but the taste is not very good.

Heath's spicy chicken, on the other hand, features tender and juicy chicken with a savory and fragrant flavor that bursts forth with the taste of the chicken, followed by a surge of spiciness that balances out the lack of flavor that can easily occur with smaller pieces of chicken.

The rice neutralized the saltiness, and Codd ate it quickly, finishing it in no time.

“Phew… Good heavens, what am I going to do once you embark on your journey, little Heath?” Mr. Codd said with a worried look on his face, while Heath was both amused and exasperated.

However, looking at the bustling and familiar Evergreen City nearby, Heath felt a little reluctant to leave. It's not just a saying that it's hard to leave one's homeland. Although Heath was a transmigrator, Evergreen City held Heath's memories of this world, as well as those of his friends and family.

“We’ll meet again.” Heath smiled and nodded, pondering whether to go to Pallet Town or Dark Grey City next.

Heath was curious about what the special ingredients of each city were, since the Golden Finger mentioned. If Evergreen City was the Evergreen Fruit, then what was Pallet Town?

These curiosities, along with the various unknowns encountered during the journey, somewhat diminished the longing for home.

“That makes sense. By the way, when you go to other towns with post offices, please tell the staff there my name, Codd, and they will deliver my meals.” Codd’s eyes lit up as he thought of a solution.

Heath was stunned for a moment. Goodness, sending several hundred Alliance Coins at once, Mr. Codd is really generous.

This also made Heath somewhat proud that his cooking had received such recognition from Mr. Codd.

“Mr. Codd, you’re really generous. If I go to Lavender Town or somewhere else, your delivery fee will be too expensive,” Heath couldn’t help but sigh.

"Look, little Heath still doesn't know that we don't need to pay for food delivery when we're transporting things between Alakazam." Kod gave Heath a strange look, then waved and left.

Heath was stunned for a moment. Good grief, so you guys are abusing your power for personal gain?

Heath shook his head, both amused and exasperated, then took back the bowls and chopsticks that Cord had finished eating and began washing the dishes.

"Onion, onion!" Farfetch'd poked Heath's kidney with its wing, making Heath jump and almost drop the plate on Farfetch'd's head.

"What?" Heath glared at Farfetch'd, didn't he know you can't poke a man's kidneys? Even though Heath was only seventeen, it didn't mean he didn't need that organ.

"Green onion!" The green onion duck waved its green onion as if it were saying something.

Hiss pursed his lips. He didn't understand Pokémon sleep talking, so he could only lift the sleeping Zoroa up.

"Zoroah, what's Farfetch'd saying?" Heath asked, looking at Zoroah.

"Hmph, you foolish trainer, you have to ask me such a simple question." Zoroah turned his head away arrogantly, with an expression of non-violent non-resistance.

"You were really craving spicy chicken when I was making it, weren't you? I'll make you some in a bit." Heath was a little annoyed, hoping that his cheat system would quickly provide something to communicate with Pokémon.

"Hmph~ Don't think that just because you're trying to tempt me with spicy chicken, I'll agree. But since you're my trainer, I'll reluctantly help you out." Zoroar flicked its tail and proudly raised its little head.

Chapter 47 The Salted Fish Itself

“Hmm… Farfetch’t said he’s curious why the man he met this morning was so strong, and he wants to ask if being strong is helpful to him.” Zoroya translated diligently, and Farfetch’t nodded while hugging Farfetch’t.

Heath looked at Farfetch'd strangely. Farfetch'd, what a nice name! He wondered how these two little guys communicated. So, was Zoroah called...?

"Lolo, do you want to explain this to me?" Heath asked Zoroya with a smile, and Zoroya rolled his eyes at Heath.

However, seeing Farfetch'd's curious eyes, Heath decided to explain it to his Pokémon properly. After all, as a trainer, shouldn't he be able to answer his Pokémon's questions? Especially since it was about getting stronger.

“Well… Farfetch’d, muscles are naturally useful for increasing strength. After all, you see, if two Charmanders were to fight each other, the Charmander with more muscles would definitely have a better chance of winning.” Heath ruffled Farfetch’d’s hair and explained earnestly.

Farfetch'd looked at Heath with a half-understanding, but Heath didn't care. He knew that it was troublesome to explain such things verbally, and it was quite difficult to get a Pokémon to understand the concept.

Heath looked up and saw an office worker. Heath remembered that the person worked in a nearby office building as a designer at an advertising company, a very grueling job.

“Look, Uncle Fujiyama could probably take on five… no, ten of him.” Heath pointed at the office worker and whispered, and Farfetch’d nodded instantly.

Then it started calling out "farfly, farfly" and waving its arms and legs, but Heath still couldn't understand what "farfly duck" meant.

"Roro..." Heath called out, but Zoroya didn't react at all, as if he had already fallen asleep, and even drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Heath's lips twitched. Damn, this little guy is pretty vengeful.

"Cute little Zoroya, what would you like to eat?" Heath smiled at Zoroya, regretting that he had spoken too quickly and was now paying the price.

However, Zoroya remained completely unresponsive, showing no change in expression whatsoever, like a heartless killing machine.

“Look, actually my name isn’t Luo Luo, it’s Luo Luo. Doesn’t it sound nice?” Heath thought of another solution.

Soroya moved slightly, and Heath was overjoyed. Could it be that it worked?

But the next second, Heath heard Zorua snoring loudly. Heath helplessly covered his face. This little guy was really shameless, pretending to be asleep to this extent.

No wonder people used to say that you can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep, since they are pretending to be asleep to avoid talking to you.

"Sigh, looks like this spicy chicken is better off being fed to the green onion ducks." Heath sighed, and Zorroya instantly jumped up from his chair.

"You scoundrel! That's mine!" Seeing the excited Zoroia, Heath smiled and hugged Zoroia, lifting her up. Zoroia shifted her body slightly in surprise.

"You! What do you want to do!" Zoroia looked at Heath in panic, but Heath noticed that Zoroia seemed to have some expectation? What was she expecting?

"If you help me translate, I'll make you a bowl of egg drop soup, how about it?" Heath shook his head. He couldn't be bothered to think about what Zoroya was expecting. Dealing with Zoroya's tantrum was the most important thing right now.

Zorua hesitated for a moment, but then nodded.

"Hmm... Farfetch'd said he wants to build muscle and become the strongest Farfetch'd." Zoroya quickly finished translating. Heath looked at Farfetch'd and thought that Farfetch'd was already the strongest as it was now.

"Hmph, Trainer, don't forget what you promised me. If you don't keep your word, I'll bite you!" Zoroah threatened angrily, while Hiss nodded with a smile.

But then Heath looked at Farfetch'd, who wanted to train...

Upon hearing this, Heath suddenly remembered that he seemed to have received a set of fitness equipment before. Heath rummaged through his cabinet and took out the box.

It was a toolbox, but when Heath opened it, he found that the box was ridiculously large and contained a lot of miniature fitness equipment.

Heath tentatively took a dumbbell out of the box. As soon as it left the box, the dumbbell suddenly grew larger and heavier.

"Wow, cutting-edge technology..." Heath clicked his tongue. This fitness tool module is simply unbeatable.

"Farfly Duck, try this." Heath handed the dumbbell to Farfly Duck; it was a five-kilogram dumbbell, very light.

Farfetch'd nodded, then picked up the dumbbells and started working out. Since there were no customers around, Heath sat in a chair and watched Farfetch'd exercise.