I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

"Fifteen...twenty..." Heath was counting the number of times Farfetch'd had exercised when Farfetch'd put down the dumbbells and collapsed to the ground, looking completely exhausted.

"Congcong said he was too tired and would exercise again tomorrow." Soroya translated again, and after translating, she didn't forget to tell Heath that she wanted large pieces of chicken.

Heath looked at Farfetch'd with a mix of amusement and exasperation. Good heavens, while others might work hard for three days and then rest for two, Farfetch'd was practically fishing for three minutes and then resting for a day or two!

Heath shook his head helplessly. Heath didn't know if Pokémon muscle training was useful. Farfetch'd didn't need to train, since his Farfetch'd was already very strong.

Just as Heath was about to continue entertaining the guests, he noticed that Zorua suddenly jumped up and looked warily in one direction. Heath looked down in confusion and saw that Zorua was looking at a cabinet.

"What's wrong?" Heath asked, looking at Zoroya.

“This cabinet door moved slightly,” Soroya said seriously.

"I'm not playing anymore. The kind of movement where my cabinet moves?" Heath chuckled and made a joke, but he obviously forgot that people in this world didn't know this joke, so he earned a disdainful look from Zoroya.

Heath pursed his lips, finding it uninteresting. He then reached out and opened the cabinet door, only to find a small fire dragon struggling to open the box where he kept his fitness equipment, but with little success.

Charmander tried very seriously to pry open the toolbox lid, but the toolbox was locked very firmly and Charmander couldn't open it at all.

"So focused." Heath looked at the little dragon with a strange expression. The little guy was still trying to open the box even though Heath was squatting next to it, and it didn't even see Heath.

Chapter 48 Everyone has things they don't like.

Heath stroked his chin, thinking that the little fire dragon in front of him was probably the one that Sister Feng had mentioned, the one that had run away. It had been mentioned in the Evergreen Voice program earlier today.

The trainer of Charmander has offered a bounty of 10,000 League Coins to get Charmander back, so now there are people all over Viridian City looking for Charmander.

At this moment, in Hiss's eyes, the little dragon didn't look like a little dragon, but rather like 10,000 Alliance coins dancing in front of him, its allure overwhelming.

"Hello?" Heath gestured for Zorua and Farfetch'd to stand aside to prevent Charmander from escaping, then greeted Charmander with a smile.

But the little dragon seemed not to hear, and was actively flipping the lid, even using its teeth. Heath felt a little pained, wondering if the ten thousand dollars would be less if the teeth were worn down.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Heath decided to try a different language, but the little dragon still didn't react, stubbornly biting the lid of the box with its teeth, which made Heath gasp.

Zoroah rolled his eyes in exasperation. This trainer definitely wasn't a legendary Pokémon in disguise, otherwise how could he be so stupid?

Immediately afterward, the little dragon leaped up and slammed headfirst into the top of Heath's cabinet with a 'duang' sound. Heath nodded; it seemed the cabinet was of pretty good quality.

"Hello, little fire dragon." Heath smiled and said, "You can't hit a smiling face, can you?"

But the next second, Charmander blew a puff of black smoke, choking Heath and causing her to cough incessantly. By the time Heath cleared the smoke, Charmander was gone.

"When did this little guy run away?" Heath asked, looking at Zoroah and Farfetch'd whose faces were blackened by soot.

"I don't know, the smoke just blocked my vision." Zoroia irritably fiddled with her fur. She had taken so long to groom her fur; that little Charmander was so annoying!

Farfetch'd shook his head. Heath now understood why this little Charmander was able to hide for so long despite being surrounded by a bunch of people. Its smoke-breathing technique was simply divine, and its escape skills were also top-notch.

"Tsk, ten thousand dollars..." Heath sighed. How long would it take him to save up that much?

"Heath, do you have anything to eat?" Mr. Yaning's voice made Heath stand up, and he quickly nodded. Business still had to be done.

"Pfft..." Heath didn't expect Mr. Yaning to laugh out loud when he looked at him. Heath touched his face and realized that he still had a chieftain's face. He quickly washed it and returned to normal.

"Hahaha, Heath, what are you doing? Did you go to dig coal?" Mr. Yaning laughed so hard he was clutching his stomach and short of breath.

"I burned some charcoal and got smoked," Heath offered an excuse. After all, he had indeed made charcoal before, just yesterday.

Mr. Yaning laughed for a long time before finally stopping, which left Heath speechless. Was it really that funny? It was just that his face was blackened by smoke.

“Mr. Yaning, would you like something to eat?” Heath asked, looking at Yaning.

"Hmm...you changed the food truck, so do you have any new dishes? I mean, the kind we have for lunch." Mr. Yaning, now serious, thought for a moment and then asked.

Heath nodded. He noticed that Mr. Yaning still had a smile on his face, but as long as he wasn't smiling, he couldn't take orders. Heath found it quite interesting to make others happy.

"For lunch... I recommend spicy chicken." Heath thought of the spicy chicken she had made before; she still had some seasoning left, so she could make more.

Mr. Yaning immediately became interested. He had been eating at Heath's for three years, always having jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes). Occasionally, when he got tired of it, he would switch to egg fried rice. He had also heard Heath mention things like spicy chicken.

I've always been curious, but Heath hadn't done it before because she had to pay off her debts. Now she can finally enjoy it.

So Mr. Yaning decisively ordered a plate of spicy chicken. After Heath cooked it, he served it to Mr. Yaning. Mr. Yaning took a few bites and his expression became a little strange.

"What's wrong, Mr. Yaning?" Heath asked, looking at Yaning.

“No… I don’t really like this taste…” Mr. Yaning said somewhat awkwardly. Heath wasn’t surprised, as he had been prepared for this when he started making it.

Although Chinese cuisine is renowned worldwide, people from different provinces within China may not like the food from other provinces. Moreover, this is not a single world, and it's impossible for everyone to like the same food.

It seems Mr. Yaning doesn't like to eat this.

Heath sighed inwardly. If only he could get something that showed the guests' preferred flavors...

Heath paused for a moment, then secretly took out a magnifying glass and glanced at Mr. Yaning.

[Humans who consume this product may contract prions, increasing their risk of developing insanity; consumption is not recommended.]

Heath was somewhat disappointed, not because he was disappointed that the magnifying glass was inedible, but because it could only identify races, not identities, and he couldn't see what he wanted to know, which greatly reduced its usefulness.

[Trigger Special Mission: Chef's Eye]

[Chef's Eye: An excellent chef can always observe the tastes and requests of each guest. If you can satisfy 100 guests with the dishes you make, you can obtain Chef's Eye (Beginner) and activate the next task.]

Heath was stunned for a moment. This task couldn't have come at the right time. If he had this "chef's eye," his ability to entertain guests would have been elevated to an unimaginable level.

"Mr. Yaning, may I ask what kind of food you prefer?" Heath looked at Yaning with shining eyes. He was determined to entertain a hundred guests!

“Eh? Me? Me... I like to eat... um…” Mr. Yaning fell into deep thought for a moment before giving an answer.

Something a little salty.

Heath was taken aback. So Mr. Yaning had a taste for strong flavors after all. But a bit of salty food really could be a problem...

Heath glanced at the leek duck that was playing happily with Solomon, and he suddenly thought of a dish from his previous life that should meet Mr. Yaning's requirements.

However, that thing is quite complicated to make, so we can't give it to Mr. Yaning right now, since it will take a long time.

So Heath still made a plate of fried rice for Yaning, and told Yaning to come over after get off work to try the new dish, saying that an afternoon should be enough time.

"Mr. Yaning, you must come!" Heath waved with a smile.

Chapter 49 There's no time to explain, get on the bus!

Heath originally wanted to go to the market as soon as possible to buy the ingredients she needed, but as lunchtime approached, she became busy and could only go after entertaining her guests.

"Heath, give me three of these mushroom buns and a cup of soy milk, as soon as possible." A hoarse female voice rang out, and Heath subconsciously replied, "Okay."

Then Heath put three steamed buns and a cup of soy milk in a bag and handed it to the woman in front of him. The woman left the money and left immediately. She walked very fast, as if she was in a hurry, eating as she walked, which made Heath feel a little nauseous.

"Miss Fangyu is still the same as always today." Heath shook his head as he watched Miss Fangyu walk into the office building a moment later. Even though this regular customer had been eating here for over a year, she was always in a very hurry.

The other customers were used to it and continued to buy various foods from Heath's shop. However, occasionally someone would start discussing other things, and Heath overheard some interesting things.

"Last time I got my Pikachu a beauty treatment at Fangyu Beauty Salon, it cost so much!" Two working women were waiting for their fried rice in front of Heath, discussing it as they waited.

Heath wasn't interested in the topic the two girls were discussing. Of course, there were beauty salons in the Pokémon world, and the husky-voiced but beautiful Ms. Fangyu was the owner of one of them.

Moreover, she was the most famous one. Every day when Heath set up her stall, the Fangyu Beauty Salon building was right across the street. The entire building belonged to her family, making her a very wealthy woman.

Furthermore, the fees at Fangyu Beauty Salon are extremely expensive. A simple Pokémon skin care treatment can cost more than 3,000 League Coins, which is half a month's salary for an average office worker.

Even so, when people in Viridian City think of Pokémon beauty treatments, the first thing that comes to mind is Fragrant Beauty Salon, which shows how dominant Fragrant is in the beauty industry.

Heath had even seen trainers from Pallet Town and Pyrenees City come to Fangyu Beauty Salon for beauty treatments, as well as wealthy ladies from big cities like Goldenrod City, all of whom praised Fangyu's services highly.

What Heath didn't quite understand was why Miss Fangyu, despite earning so much money, was still so frugal every day, showing no signs of being a rich woman. If it weren't for her expensive clothes, Heath thought people would believe Miss Fangyu was just an ordinary office worker.

Heath thinks this might just be everyone's hobby.

After serving one group of guests after another, the lunch break finally ended, and with the afternoon workday approaching, things became much more relaxed at Heath's place.

"Let's go, Farfetch'd, let's go to the market and buy some other things today." Heath chuckled and ruffled Farfetch'd's hair. If he hadn't seen Farfetch'd, he wouldn't have remembered that dish for a moment.

"A green onion?" Farfetch'd looked at Heath expectantly, hopping around incessantly.

However, looking at Zoroya, who didn't want to move after eating his fill, Heath sighed. This little guy was practically a pig, eating and sleeping all the time. Heath thought it was hard to say whether Zoroya's weight would continue to skyrocket in the future.

When Heath hosted Mr. Yaning before, he had thought about what kind of salty food he should make for Mr. Yaning.

Upon seeing the leek duck, Heath thought of a very famous dish from his previous life: saltwater duck. However, considering that he had been cooking duck for a while, Heath was getting impatient, so he decided to make another dish.

Salt-baked chicken.

Salt-baked chicken tastes quite good, and it has a slightly salty flavor. Combined with tender and fragrant chicken, it's the perfect treat to serve it with a bowl of white rice.

Of course, Heath had heard that some people would eat salt-baked chicken with alcohol, but Heath himself rarely drank, so he didn't know much about it.

Just thinking about having to go to driving school to learn to drive later gave Heath a feeling of desolation. He was very resistant to Officer Jenny, who was an experienced driver, but unfortunately, Officer Jenny happened to be the best driver.

Ms. Jenny, who also serves as the driving test supervisor, is someone you can't avoid if you want to learn driving skills, no matter what.

"I really just want to learn to drive properly..." Heath sighed, then bought a butchered rooster from the butcher and took it back to the food truck.

"What is this? Trainer, what delicious food are you going to make this time?" As soon as Hiss got into the car, Zorua immediately revealed his true form and asked.

"This is a chicken, but it's not for making spicy chicken." Heath took out the salt; there was plenty, enough for him.

However, Heath's expression became somewhat strange when he looked at the griffin on the sign.

"I have to say, this is truly the world of Pokémon." Heath clicked his tongue. This bag of salt was high-grade salt from the Kanto region, supposedly extracted from salt extracted from Primarina after surfing, and it cost ten dollars more than regular salt.

This bag of salt was not bought by Heath; he wasn't extravagant enough to use such salt. He got it from Mr. Sakaki.

Despite being the leader of Team Rocket, Giovanni has a hobby of cooking, so his house has a lot of strange kitchen utensils, including this bag of salt.

"So, does that mean we can release a Kyogre Salt, Groudon Flight Suit... no, Groudon Fertilizer?" Heath complained as he added salt.

But no matter how strange the name of this bag of salt was, its quality was indeed excellent, as Heath could tell at a glance.

After marinating the chicken he bought, Heath drove towards the driving school with a bitter expression on his face. He calculated the time and realized it was time for him to go to the driving school to learn to drive.

The driving school in Changqing City is located on the outskirts of the city, which can be considered a suburban area. This was Heath's first time going there. Fortunately, the food truck had an automatic driving function, otherwise Heath probably would have had to push it there.

As the food truck moved along, the scenery around Heath gradually became more natural. The tall buildings that had been there before were now lush trees and a large lawn. Heath couldn't help but take a deep breath.

“So clear…” Heath sighed.

"Get out of the way! The car in front! Get out of the way!" Just as Heath was exclaiming, a desperate voice came from ahead.

Heath instinctively peeked out and saw a lucky egg driving towards him.

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