I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

Although Zoroark was very sleepy and really didn't want to get up so early, he got up at Hiss's insistence and followed Hiss out of the bedroom and into the living room. When they arrived, Hiss found that Charizard was still asleep, as was Snorlax, and Mew was also fast asleep next to Charizard, enjoying its warm body heat.

"This is quite rare. Usually, Charizard is already training when I wake up." Looking at Charizard, who was still fast asleep, Heath couldn't help but smile. Usually, Charizard was the first one to wake up, even more so than Heath.

So, for Hiss, seeing Charizard sleeping soundly was a rare sight. When Hiss turned on the light, Charizard's eyelids twitched, and then it slowly opened its eyes. Looking into Charizard's eyes, Hissard felt a bit of pressure. This made Hissard think that any trainer was very powerful, after all, being able to maintain a calm mindset when facing so many Pokémon. After slowly opening its eyes, Charizard saw Hissard, then blinked its eyes and got up from the ground with a surprised look.

"No rush, we just got up a little early today." Heath chuckled and showed his phone to Charizard. Then he led his Pokémon into the bathroom to start their morning routine. Mew was still asleep. Although Heath had called it, Mew wagged its tail and went back to sleep. Heath glanced at Mew but didn't say anything, since Mew wasn't his Pokémon.

After a quick wash, Heath went to the driver's seat of the food truck and set it towards the market. Heath then yawned, opened the window and looked outside. It was very dark in the city of Kurenai, with almost no other light sources besides the streetlights. Even so, Heath could still see people walking on the streets of Kurenai from time to time.

"This is outrageous." Heath clicked his tongue, because he saw that some breakfast shops were already open at this time. This made Heath sigh. It seemed that he had gotten up a little late today. However, Heath was not a professional breakfast vendor, so getting up at this time was about right. As for today's breakfast, Heath had already thought it through. He planned to make a basket of steamed buns and sell them together with soy milk and milk.

"But the weather is pretty good today." Heath glanced at his phone. According to the weather forecast, there would be a heavy rainstorm today, possibly accompanied by thunder and lightning. This made Heath want to laugh. It seemed that business wouldn't be too good today. But there was nothing he could do about it. Heath decided that if there weren't many customers today, he would close up shop early and get some rest.

Chapter 677 Early rising and a hot breakfast are a perfect match

Heath excitedly entered the market in Vermilion City, hoping to try his luck and buy some Kanto silverfish. However, to his disappointment, he didn't find any. He did, however, spot some local specialties from the Padilla region, such as the Pokémon Crab. To be honest, Heath was a little stunned when he saw Crab, but he suppressed his urge to try it and quietly bought some other ingredients to take home.

"Are Kanto whitebait really that hard to buy? I'm even thinking of contacting Dr. Sakuragi to see if he can get some." Heath sighed. Although he already knew about the existence of Kanto whitebait, he first encountered it through Dr. Sakuragi. This made Heath wonder if this special ingredient was now only supplied to certain professions. However, Heath thought the probability was not very high; perhaps Dr. Sakuragi just happened to know someone who did.

However, Heath has no intention of contacting Professor Sakuragi right now, since it's too early. So Heath plans to wait until after 9 or 10 a.m. and then send a message to Professor Sakuragi to inquire. Heath does have Professor Sakuragi's contact information; he obtained it when he entertained Professor Sakuragi earlier.

After buying the ingredients, Heath returned to his food truck. He then set his truck to his daily stall location and began preparing breakfast for his Pokémon, as well as breakfast for the guests. Heath hesitated for a moment about what to make for the guests, but ultimately decided to make a bowl of hot and sour soup. After all, having a bowl of hot and sour soup on a cold day is a very enjoyable thing.

Hulatang is a very regional food. Strictly speaking, it can be enjoyed not only in the morning but also at noon or in the evening. The ingredients it is paired with are also very diverse. Sometimes people eat it with steamed buns, and sometimes with dumplings.

However, for people in a certain region, spicy soup is indeed an unforgettable childhood memory.

Making Hulatang isn't that complicated. Strictly speaking, there's no standard definition for what to put in a bowl of Hulatang or the proportions of the ingredients. The Hulatang recipes you find are actually the recipes the cooks themselves have in mind. People in different regions like to add different things to their Hulatang. I once ate Hulatang with lots of peanuts in it; you could taste a lot of peanuts in every sip. People in other places like to add lots of sliced ​​meat to their Hulatang, which makes it very meaty.

Heath's spicy soup breakfast is fairly standard, without too many peanuts or meat slices, but it tastes very good. The unique flavor makes it easy to feel warm and cozy from the inside out after drinking a bowl of spicy soup. Heath thinks this is a great breakfast option for office workers.

Moreover, having been both a student and an office worker, Heath understands perfectly what kind of breakfast these two professions crave most every morning. After all, compared to those who can leisurely enjoy breakfast, for office workers and students who don't have much time, a hot and easy-to-eat breakfast is the best choice, bar none.

"Trainer, what are we having for breakfast this morning?" Zoroark curiously poked his head in, then looked at Hiss expectantly and asked. Hiss stepped slightly to the side, and Zoroark saw a steaming steamer and a large pot bubbling away.

"Okay, I got it. I'll go tell Dream now." Zoroark scurried off, and Heath shook his head, then continued with his work. Once the food cart had stopped, Heath's steamed buns and spicy soup were ready. Heath had even prepared a sign that read "Convenient, quick, and piping hot breakfast," which he then hung at the door. Heath then began his business for the day.

"It's only 4:40 now." Heath glanced at his phone. He felt that his opening today was definitely the earliest he had ever opened since he transmigrated to the Pokémon world. Usually, Heath would not even be out of bed by this time. Even when he occasionally got up particularly early, he would still be lying in bed in a half-asleep state at this time.

For Heath, the most comfortable thing in the world was probably waking up every morning and then going back to sleep. Taking a nap was always the happiest time of his life. However, Heath hadn't taken a nap in a long time. After all, he was very busy most of the time, handling business and various tasks. Heath would occasionally think about taking a break, but considering the joy of entertaining guests every day, he persevered.

"Hey, there's a breakfast shop here?" Not long after opening, Heath welcomed his first customers of the day, two very young-looking boys. Heath looked at them wearing school uniforms and couldn't help but smile nostalgically. He used to wear school uniforms too, and back then he thought they were ugly, but now that he thinks about it, they really were pretty ugly.

However, these school uniforms generally also carry a youthful vibe, and youth itself is the best adornment.

"Would you two like something to eat?" Zoroark's conjured form, Betty, walked out with a smile. Upon seeing Betty, the two boys' eyes widened instantly, and Heath could even guess what they were thinking.

It has to be said that the Betty that Zoroark conjured up is a very beautiful girl, and she looks like a cute anime-style girl.

Chapter 678 The beautiful waitress is also an advertisement

Most boys are normal, especially boys of this age. It's perfectly normal to want to take a second look at a girl as beautiful as Betty, who is Zoroark's illusion. So Heath wasn't that strange. However, after glancing at Zoroark a few times, these boys walked up to Heath in a serious manner and then flipped their hair in what they thought was a very cool gesture.

Heath's lips twitched. He felt that this scene was indeed somewhat familiar. When he was young, he also had some moves that he thought were very cool, thinking that doing such moves would definitely attract attention. But later, Heath realized that the moves he made looked like those of a mentally challenged person with underdeveloped cerebellum.

"Boss, give me two meat buns and a cup of soy milk." The boy generously took out his wallet from his pocket, counted out the money, and handed it to Heath. Heath took it, gave him some change, and then handed over the two meat buns and the cup of soy milk that the boy wanted.

"Boss, what is this spicy soup?" The other boy's reaction was quite normal. He curiously looked at the sign that Heath had hung up. He saw that in addition to soy milk, there was also spicy soup. This made the boy a little curious. After all, he knew about soy milk, but he really didn't know much about spicy soup.

“This can also be taken away.” Heath had anticipated that a customer would ask this question, so he pointed to the large pot he had specially brought out. The boy curiously leaned over to take a look. Through the glass lid, he saw a pot of strange things, which aroused his curiosity. He had never eaten anything like this before, and now, looking at the food in front of him, he felt a strong urge to try it.

"Then give me a meat bun, a vegetable bun, and a serving of this spicy soup." The boy immediately bought them. Heath glanced at the boy's head to confirm his taste and found that the boy did indeed like spicy and numbing food. Heath thought that this spicy soup should satisfy the boy.

"Okay, please enjoy your meal." Heath brought out the dishes the boy needed, packed them up, and handed them to him. After buying their breakfast, the two boys quickly ran out, playfully teasing each other as they ran. However, Heath noticed that both boys couldn't help but glance at Zoroark as they ran away, which made Heath want to laugh. He felt that Zoroark might have been quite popular back in Vermilion City.

Heath had once been a boy himself, so he knew very well that if two boys saw such a beautiful girl, it would be virtually impossible to keep it a secret at school. Heath could even foresee that by tomorrow, many students would deliberately walk over, come in to buy breakfast, and at the same time take a look at Zoroark. However, Heath thought this was quite good, since Zoroark saved him some money on advertising.

Heath figured he could take advantage of the free advertising, especially since he was very confident in his cooking. He was confident that these students would become his most loyal customers after eating his breakfast. Although there's a saying that good wine needs no bush, proper promotion is still very important for a shop. However, whether or not customers can be retained after promotion depends on the shop owner's own abilities.

Heath was very confident in her culinary skills.

After the two boys left, more customers entered Heath's food cart one after another. Heath warmly welcomed these customers and provided them with what they wanted to eat. However, compared to the novel hot and sour soup, most customers chose to buy soy milk or milk, which they were already familiar with. This was exactly what Heath had expected.

After all, people tend to order things they've already tried before, and unless there are customers who like to try new things, there aren't many customers willing to order spicy soup.

However, Heath knew that if the customers who ordered Hu La Tang liked the flavor, they might become loyal customers. So Heath wasn't in a hurry. While Heath was serving the customers, she heard arguing coming from Zoroark's side. This surprised Heath, who looked up. Zoroark was known for her excellent service, so why was there arguing?

“I’ve explained to you many times, sir. This is a restaurant, and we don’t offer free services.” Zoroark’s telepathic message reached Heath, who roughly understood what Zoroark was saying. It has to be said that Zoroark’s mastery of her telepathic abilities was becoming increasingly proficient. However, Heath couldn’t help but frown as she looked at the old man standing opposite Zoroark.

Although Heath hadn't gone there yet, he roughly understood what had happened. After all, Heath had experienced similar things in his previous life. Sometimes when he was eating out, he would encounter people like this who would come up to the restaurant owner and say something, or ask for money, or even ask you to buy them a meal. It has to be said that these people were really shameless. If they were disabled, Heath might have considered it, but most of the people who did this were able-bodied.

"What's wrong?" But to avoid being wrong, Heath went over and asked. As soon as he got there, the old man grabbed Heath's sleeve.

"Young man, have pity on this old man. I haven't eaten in a long time. I don't want anything else, just give me some money so I can buy some food." The old man looked to be in his fifties. His temples were a little gray, but some of his hair was still black. Apart from that, Heath noticed that the old man's clothes were normal.

Chapter 679 Heath's Rejection

This left Heath somewhat confused about his methods, but Heath still felt a sense of wariness towards the old man in front of him. After all, the old man was incredibly strong, and when he grabbed his clothes, he didn't look like someone who couldn't even kill a chicken. Heath even suspected that if they were on a crowded bus, Heath might not be able to overpower the old man.

"Grandpa, are you out of money for food? Or what?" Heath looked at the old man in front of him. He had to admit that encountering this kind of person was quite annoying. At first, Heath was actually a very conscientious person. Whenever he encountered someone who came to him for help, he would take the initiative to give them something or help them. But later, Heath heard from a colleague next door that these people often came every day, asking for money and food. If someone like Heath gave them some food or money, then even more people like this would come to his door.

At first, Heath didn't believe it. He thought it was better to be a good person. But later, Heath found that more and more people were coming to the store every day asking for money and food. The old man that Heath had helped before also came frequently, even to the point of coming every day. This annoyed Heath to no end. So later, whenever Heath encountered such people, he would simply refuse them coldly. This doesn't mean that Heath was a cold-hearted person. On the contrary, his passion had just been slowly worn away.

Even after arriving in this world, Heath maintained the same attitude. However, since Heath was now relatively well-off, he would help those who genuinely needed assistance most of the time. But if it was someone like the old man in front of him, Heath would feel somewhat resistant.

"Give me some money, kind man, please give me some money." The old man kept repeating this sentence. Heath couldn't help but roll his eyes. If this old man was really hungry, he wouldn't be asking him for money. After all, this was a restaurant, and a place that sold breakfast. If he was really that hungry, he might as well have just asked Heath for steamed buns. So Heath was now certain that this old man was basically a fake.

"Excuse me, please don't disturb my business, otherwise I'll have to contact Miss Officer Jenny." Heath resisted the urge to roll her eyes, looked at the old man in front of her, and shook her head. The old man sighed. He wanted to say something, but seeing how clear Heath's attitude was, the old man slowly left Heath's food cart. Heath didn't feel guilty at all. After all, Heath had seen many people like this. At first, she might feel a little embarrassed, but later she didn't care anymore.

"Trainer, this is really unlike you." Zoroark looked at Hiss with some surprise. Zoroark knew his trainer very well. In Zoroark's eyes, Hiss was a kind old man, a very kind person, the kind of person who would make you feel very at ease in his company. Zoroark had previously wondered if Hiss would take out 100 League Coins to give to the old man, but he didn't expect Hiss to decisively refuse the old man this time.

"Zoroark, although I tell you most of the time to be a good person, being a good person actually depends on the situation. In the current situation, if you want to be a good person, then you might have to bear some troublesome things." Heath shrugged. Even in the Pokémon world, there are scammers and other illegal professionals. This is unavoidable. As long as there are people, these things cannot be avoided. After all, you can't expect everyone to be a good person.

Heath once believed that the world was full of good people and full of light. But the more people he met, the more he realized that expecting everyone to be good was simply wishful thinking. Over time, Heath came to understand that while there were good people and bad people in the world, there were many more who were neither good nor bad—the so-called ordinary people. Sometimes, these ordinary people displayed a brilliance that was even more dazzling than that of absolutely good people, and sometimes the malice they unleashed was chilling.

"Huh?" Zoroark was a little confused, but she nodded blankly. Heath didn't say anything more, because new guests had arrived and Heath was busy entertaining them.

"Heath, Heath, do you still have breakfast today?" Heath had just returned to his kitchen when he saw Miss Musashi rushing in. This made Heath a little curious. Miss Musashi was usually a very elegant person at night. Heath rarely saw Miss Musashi in such a hurry in front of him. And wasn't Musashi with Sabrina?

Although Heath was very curious, business had to be done, so Heath answered Musashi's question with a smile. After learning that Heath had plenty of breakfast left, Musashi decisively ordered a whole basket of steamed buns, thirteen cups of soy milk, and even five servings of spicy soup. This made Heath even more curious. What could have made Musashi buy so many steamed buns?

Could it be that the Rockets are about to make a big move?

Heath tried hard to recall, but he realized that he didn't know much about what happened before Ash embarked on his journey. However, according to Heath's deduction, Mewtwo, this special legendary Pokémon, should not have been born yet. So what was Team Rocket's purpose in appearing in Vermilion City this time? Heath was increasingly convinced that Team Rocket might have some inexplicable connection to the bird egg he had given to Ho-Oh.

After all, in the entire Kanto region, only Team Rocket has the capability to do something similar.

"Thank you so much, Heath. I'll be going now." After paying, Miss Musashi rushed out. She walked so fast that Heath didn't even have time to say anything before she disappeared at the door of Heath's food cart.

"Oh dear, I feel that one shouldn't be too curious."

Chapter 680 Ralts' Gift

Heath rubbed his hands together. The steamed buns and soy milk he had prepared for breakfast were all sold out. As for the spicy soup, he still had quite a few left. After all, spicy soup was a brand new food, so relatively few people were willing to try it. Although Heath could see what flavors his customers liked, he didn't intend to recommend spicy soup to them. In Heath's opinion, it was better to let the customers make their own decisions about buying breakfast. Heath didn't want to interfere with their decisions.

"Zoroark, go and take down that breakfast sign hanging at the restaurant entrance. We're not selling breakfast anymore." Heath glanced at his steamer; all the buns inside were sold out. If any customers came in to buy breakfast now, all Heath could offer was spicy soup; there were no other breakfast options.

However, while hot and sour soup is a great choice to eat with other breakfast items, it doesn't taste quite right if you just drink it alone. Although Heath can make some adjustments to the soup based on the guests' preferences.

“Okay, Trainer.” Zoroark nodded immediately, then ran to the door to take down the sign hanging outside the food cart. As Zoroark went out, she noticed that Vermilion City was already getting a little light, but even so, it was only a little past seven in the morning. In summer, it would have been daylight long ago, but because it was winter, it was still somewhat dark.

"Phew... Looking at the darkness outside, I feel like I want to sleep." Zoroark rubbed his hands together, then shivered and crawled back into the dining car.

After the morning rush hour, Heath's food truck became quiet. This was partly because Heath no longer displayed a sign indicating that it offered breakfast, so people going to work or school or looking for food during this time of day didn't bother with it. On the other hand, many shops in the shopping street where Heath was located had already opened, so with so many other options available, it was quite normal for Heath's business to be slow.

After all, although Heath's food truck occupies a prime location, it is ultimately just a newly opened restaurant with no established reputation. Although Heath thinks that the customers who have eaten in his food truck before will come again, since Heath is very confident in his culinary skills.

"Hiss..." Just as Hiss was yawning and looking at the recipe on his phone, he felt his sleeve being tugged. Looking down, he saw Ralts standing obediently beside him. However, because Ralts wasn't very tall—even shorter than the average Ralts—it could only reach Hiss's sleeve. Hiss quickly picked up the little guy.

"What's wrong, Ralts?" Hiss smiled and ruffled Ralts's head. Ralts's head was very soft and pleasant to touch, but there were also some problems. Ralts's head felt lighter and lighter to Hiss, which made Hiss feel a little bad.

"Heys, here you go!" Ralts smiled happily, radiating a joyful emotion. Hiss sensed Ralts's happiness and took the item from her hand with some curiosity. He then discovered what Ralts had given him: a pair of gloves, poorly made, even somewhat rough gloves, the kind made of wool.

Heath stared blankly at the gloves in his hand. The gloves looked really badly made. Heath didn't think they could fetch a good price if he sold them. They weren't even suitable as a product. In a factory, these gloves would be considered defective products, completely useless, the kind that would be discarded as soon as they left the factory.

But at this moment, as Hiss held the glove in his hands, he still felt a warmth. Of course, he knew where the glove came from. After all, Hiss had noticed that Ralts seemed to be doing something behind his back, but Hiss had never interfered before. After all, Hiss wasn't someone who liked to interfere with others, especially his own Pokémon. Hiss gave his Pokémon the utmost respect and privacy. Even though Zoroark often bought some strange things, Hiss had never said anything.

"Did you hit her?" Hiss asked, looking at Ralts in front of him. Ralts immediately nodded. Her small body didn't seem to have much strength. Hiss didn't know how Ralts did it. After all, she was underdeveloped and died at a young age, so Ralts was really small.

If a normal Ralts is about 0.4 meters tall, then Hiss thinks the Ralts in front of him is probably less than 0.3 meters tall.

"Thanks a lot. The weather has been a bit cold lately, so a pair of wool gloves has been a real lifesaver." Hiss chuckled and ruffled Ralts's hair. Ralts squinted its eyes and smiled happily.

Ralts rushed back excitedly. Hiss felt that perhaps his recent recognition and gratitude had awakened some strange quirks in Ralts. Would this little guy go and make something for him again? This time it was gloves, so what would it be next time? A scarf or socks?

Hiss looked at the gloves in his hand, then tried them on. He then realized that the gloves were quite large; Ralts must have made them very carefully, as they weren't too small. However, it was just that these gloves...

Heath stretched out his fingers, both amused and exasperated. He could only extend four fingers at a time; the third was stuck out because his glove only had four finger covers, while his left hand had six. If Heath didn't become the Six-Fingered Harp Demon, it would be impossible for him to use the glove completely.

Chapter 681 My Turn! Doro!

Although Hiss didn't intend to become a Six-Fingered Harp Demon, he still kept the gloves. After all, apart from the finger covers having some issues, Hiss thought they were pretty good. Moreover, they were a gift from Ralts, which made Hiss quite happy. He also didn't want to throw them away and upset Ralts. Hiss felt that the gloves were perfectly fine to use in the cold winter.

Just as Heath put the gloves away, a customer entered his food cart. Heath glanced at the new customer and saw that he was a stranger to him. This customer had blue hair, and what attracted Heath most was that the customer looked like he was a very skilled card player. After all, the person's hairstyle was almost identical to Yugi Muto's from Yu-Gi-Oh! This very distinctive starfish-shaped hairstyle left a deep impression on Heath. If it weren't for the fact that the person's hair was blue, Heath would have wondered if he had traveled to the wrong movie set.

"What would you like to eat, sir?" Zoroark immediately greeted him with a smile, serving him with impeccable service. Heath eyed the man curiously, feeling that this man might pull out a deck of cards from his pocket at any moment and start a card duel or something...

"Huh?" Heath was taken aback because he saw that the man actually took out a deck of cards from his pocket and placed it on the table. However, he did not intend to duel with Zoroark. Instead, he asked Zoroark for a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a plate of oyakodon (chicken and egg rice bowl).

The boy spoke quite loudly, so Heath was able to understand what he was saying. This made Heath raise an eyebrow. Tomato and egg stir-fry was easy to understand, since the deliciousness of tomato and egg stir-fry was recognized even in this world. In fact, because of the existence of Pokémon in this world, the tomato and egg stir-fry here had undergone some strange changes. However, Heath's version was still the very traditional tomato and egg stir-fry.

But the oyakodon (parent-child rice bowl) is quite interesting. Not many people like this special kind of rice bowl, but it does have a group of loyal fans. It seems that the customer in front of us, who looks like he is very good at playing cards, is a fan of oyakodon.

Oyako Donburi (chicken and egg rice bowl) might seem like something unhealthy, but it's actually a very ordinary dish. Simply put, it's made by stir-frying chicken and eggs together and then pouring it over rice to make a rice bowl. So, in essence, it's not that difficult to make. It's just that the taste is relatively unique, and because of the creator's quirky naming method, it might seem a bit strange.

"Trainer, that guest said he'd like a tomato and egg stir-fry and a chicken and egg rice bowl." Zoroark repeated the sentence, although she didn't actually need to repeat it, since she could communicate with Hiss telepathically. However, to avoid letting some guests notice anything amiss, Zoroark had developed the habit of coming over and saying it herself.

"Okay... but did you see what his cards were?" Heath asked with some curiosity. Actually, Heath was quite confident about the answer to this question. Although he was a little confused at first, he quickly figured out what the cards might be.

First, we can rule out Yu-Gi-Oh! cards, since this isn't the world of Yu-Gi-Oh!, and there aren't any obsessed card players who would chase each other all the way to the underworld just to play cards. There are also no Egyptian God cards or various powerful card Pokémon. However, in contrast, this world is the world of Pokémon, so naturally there exists a very special type of card: Pokémon card battles!

Sheath had encountered Pokémon cards before, but now she thinks they were probably pirated. Back then, it was the first time Sheath had ever seen Pokémon cards. Later, Sheath heard that Pokémon card battles were becoming more and more sophisticated, and that there would be multiple gyms in a city. These gyms had some cards that could only be found in gyms and could not be obtained elsewhere, which increased the possibility of players battling in gyms.

Even a rarer card can fetch an astonishingly high price at auction. Although Pokémon cards are not as well-known among non-card players as the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, which was once sold for an astronomical price, the prices of Pokémon cards are actually quite high. Some particularly rare cards can even be worth the down payment for a house, and it's not impossible that a single card could be worth the price of a house.

Therefore, in the Pokémon world, there are naturally Pokémon cards as well. Moreover, the Pokémon cards in this world are much more advanced than in the previous one. In this world, Pokémon cards are hailed as a national game. So, conversely, there are also many card players in this world. And unlike a certain Konami company that was inactive in the previous world, Pokémon cards in the Pokémon world have developed virtual projection technology, which means that people can actually watch the Pokémon come out of the cards to help their card players in battle.

What does it mean to be a national card game?! (Leans back tactically)