I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

"Oh? Lava eel?!" The beautiful woman was indeed intrigued. Her beautiful eyes swept over Heath's face with great interest, and then, as if she had discovered something interesting, she leaned closer with a smile.

"Lava eel is a very rare ingredient. If you can make eel rice here, I can give you the price you want, depending on the quality of the lava eel," the beautiful woman said with a smile, seemingly enjoying teasing Heath.

"Tch~" Zoroia scoffed disdainfully. So what if she's got a good figure? Zoroia puffed out her chest, then realized she didn't seem to have that feature. She sighed, dejectedly jumping off the building. The view outside was awful; Zoroia figured it would be much more interesting to go back to her room and read comics.

“Okay, I’ll contact you then.” Heath nodded. Heath became much more serious when it came to business. As for the beautiful woman’s stunning figure, although Heath found it very exciting, it was nothing special. Heath was more interested in making money, but the price of the lava eel was also a problem.

Heath planned to ask Director Fox for advice later to see if he had any good suggestions. Heath also hoped to help Director Fox in the future, since with the ingredient identifier, he felt he had a great advantage in identifying ingredients and strange things.

However, how to do it, how to cooperate specifically, and whether Director Hu believes in himself are all questions that need to be studied slowly in the future.

Chapter 180 Is this considered a local accent?

Heath rubbed his hands together. After the morning rush hour, Heath's food truck was a bit quieter. Fortunately, the location Heath had secured was a prime spot with high foot traffic, making his business relatively easy. This allowed Heath to purchase more ingredients every day.

"Lava eel... Is it really that expensive?" Heath looked at his phone, somewhat surprised. He had previously asked the well-connected blogger, Director Fox, who said that the last lava eel that was recorded for auction was in the Galar region, where a wealthy person bought it for a high price of 200,000.

Two hundred thousand—this number left Heath speechless. However, it also made Heath even more interested in the lava eel. If he could make it, Heath felt that selling it for two hundred and one hundred thousand would be quite easy, since the chef's labor costs would also be included.

Two hundred and one hundred thousand is no small sum, but thinking about the Quartz Alliance real estate company he saw when he went out this morning, Heath calmed down a lot. After all, according to Quartz Alliance's house prices, two hundred and one hundred thousand is only enough to buy a little over one square meter of space, which is really not an expensive price, and he can't even afford a parking space.

Just as Heath was lost in thought, wondering how many lava eels he would need to sell to buy a toilet at the Quartz Federation headquarters, he saw what appeared to be a customer approaching the food truck.

"Welcome, what would you like to eat?" Heath looked up and smiled, then saw that the customer in front of him was an Alakazam.

Hiss paused for a moment, not finding anything strange about Alakazam. After all, Alakazam is one of the Pokémon most integrated into society, while Gardevoir is another.

Gardevoir is even more special. The League has a special law related to Pokémon called the "Pokémon Protection Law," which once added a new legal provision for Gardevoir: humans and Pokémon cannot marry. The reason for this is very complicated.

"Oh, look at this poor fellow. He probably has no idea what this old Hudi is after." A familiar voice rang out, and Heath instantly recognized who it was: Mr. Codd.

“Mr. Codd?” Heath was somewhat surprised; he really hadn’t expected to see Mr. Codd.

"No, Mr. Kod, it's Mr. Koto. Hello, Heath. That old man Kod keeps nagging me about you, so I came here specifically to give my ears some peace and quiet." The Alakazam named Koto smiled and then pushed a piece of paper in front of Heath with its unique hand.

Heath picked it up curiously and took a look. There was a passage written on it in very beautiful penmanship.

【My dear old buddy, old Cord has been unable to eat or sleep since you left, so could you make me a comforting meal? (By the way, Corteau is a rich guy, feel free to rip him off)】 Looking at the note in front of him, Heath was both amused and exasperated, and then solemnly put the note away.

Seeing this note was like seeing Mr. Codd standing in front of him and talking to him; that strange, translator's tone now seemed quite pleasant to hear.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Koto. Would you like something to eat?" Heath glanced at Koto, who also had two things growing on his head. However, the tastes he liked and disliked on them surprised Heath.

Mr. Koto actually prefers salty food and dislikes all other flavors, which Heath found a bit strange. After all, it's quite rare to find a customer who only likes one flavor and dislikes all others.

But thinking back to the customer who had no sense of taste they had met before, Heath suddenly felt that everything seemed normal now. After all, the world is a big place, and you're bound to encounter all sorts of customers.

"Hmm? Me? I'm a bit picky about food, but seeing how much Cod is craving it, your cooking must be pretty good. Just make me something to eat." Mr. Cod waved his hand dismissively. He was reading a book, which Heath glanced at curiously. It was a book called "Elementary Electrician Qualification Examination Textbook".

Heath suddenly realized that he knew this book. The Lt. Surge Gym Leader of the Indigo League had such a requirement for trainers who wanted to challenge the gym: they needed to hold an Electrician Qualification Certificate. It was said that this custom came from the former Iron Swan Gym Leader of Hoenn.

The gyms in the league have all sorts of novel or outrageous challenge systems. Heath was sincerely glad that he wasn't a trainer, otherwise he would probably have to think about how to pass the gym challenge test.

Heath had once heard Brock say that the challenge requirement for the Rock-type Gym was to complete a test paper on mineral identification and achieve a passing grade or higher. Only in this way could one challenge the Pewter City Gym.

Heath hopes Ash is a top student; otherwise, given the strange rules of this world, Heath thinks it would be an extremely difficult challenge for Ash to become a Pokémon Master. He suspects that once Ash becomes a Master, he could retire and become a Pokémon Professor...

However, now that he's said that, Heath suddenly feels like he's figured out why Professor Oak is such an excellent professor.

Heath shook his head, banishing all these strange thoughts from his mind, and then began to think about how to prepare what Mr. Koto wanted to eat. However, Mr. Koto's taste preferences also gave Heath some ideas.

Heath planned to make a salt-baked chicken for Mr. Cortot. Heath had considered making dried beef with oil, but the problem was that dried beef didn't exist in the world, so Heath would have to make it herself if she wanted it, which was quite troublesome.

Fortunately, Heath has a lot of chickens, which would be a great option to make salt-baked chicken, though Mr. Koto might have to wait a while.

Heath glanced at his phone and then began preparing food for Cord. Heath made braised chicken for Cord, while he planned to have Mr. Cort come and pick up his salt-baked chicken in the afternoon.

"If you had a time acceleration function, how much would that be?" Heath exclaimed.

Chapter 181 Garbage Can Syndrome

Heath watched Mr. Koto leave with his braised chicken and rice, and pursed his lips. Heath had just wanted to try to see if he could trigger a mission on his own with his cheat ability. After all, the last time Heath sighed like this, he triggered a mission called "Chef's Eye".

However, this time there was no response. After Heath finished speaking, there was no further reaction, which disappointed Heath.

But after checking the time, Heath didn't hesitate any longer and turned around to prepare Ah Song's takeout order. There was nothing special about the braised chicken, since Heath had already cooked a big pot of it. All she had to do was scoop some of the braised chicken in, add some other side dishes, and that would be it.

Heath was making eel rice, which is a very tasty dish, and eel is also very nutritious. However, making delicious eel rice requires some skill from the chef.

Grilled eel is the most common way to prepare eel in eel rice dishes. Grilled eel is essentially grilled over a fire, but the only difficulties are the sauce on the eel and the grilling time.

Heath actually had some experience with sauces, and in this world, he found the sauce he needed. As Heath grilled the eel, a rich aroma soon wafted out. Heath smelled the tempting smell but remained completely unmoved.

A qualified chef has basically lost the eagerness to eat the food he makes; in fact, one could say that the first desire a chef becomes accustomed to or numb to is the appetite.

While making the eel rice, Heath encountered a number of customers who came to eat. Fortunately, Heath had a good grasp of how to cook eel rice, so he was able to cook it quickly without overcooking the eel.

After Heath finished processing all the orders, he used his Zubat delivery service to call a delivery driver. A Zubat quickly flew over and stood steadily in front of Heath's food cart.

Big Mouth Delivery, just like its name suggests, mainly employs either Zubats or Crobats as delivery drivers. However, Crobats are only seen very occasionally. Heath encountered Zubats both during his previous and this delivery deliveries.

"Thank you for your help, Zubat." Heath smiled and packed the order into two large plastic bags, then put them into a spatial backpack carried on Zubat's back.

To be honest, when Heath first saw Zubat come to pick up the takeout, the first thing Heath thought of was to find a mask to put on, but then he realized that this world was not the previous one.

However, the space backpacks used by the Zubats are quite interesting. Heath doesn't know how much they cost, but it seems like they're not cheap.

After checking the order information, the Zubat took off and busily began its delivery work. Zubats could occasionally be seen flitting between skyscrapers in the Indigo League. Heath thought that Zubat Delivery was probably just a company run by a Crobat.

"Are you delivering takeout?" Heath asked, turning his head to see Saya, who didn't want to be Miss Joey. However, Saya had never told Heath her identity, so Heath had always pretended not to know.

"Hmm, a customer has ordered takeout... Miss Saya, what would you like to eat today?" Heath couldn't help but smile as she looked at the girl with dyed hair in front of her.

"Give me something to eat." Saya's tone revealed some displeasure, and combined with her blinking big eyes and gaze, Heath couldn't help but sigh.

Heath had always felt that people in the world could be divided into several types, and one type was the talkative personality. People like this type tend to find a place or someone to talk to when they encounter something. Having been in business for so long, Heath could naturally tell that Saya wanted to talk to him about something.

“Miss Saya doesn’t seem to be in a good mood. What happened?” Heath asked calmly. He was a competent assistant. A chef’s job is not only to prepare delicious food for guests, but also to chat with and listen to them. This is a little trick to attract repeat customers, especially for someone like Heath who is both the boss and the chef.

"Um... Mr. Heath, have you ever used Ella?" Sure enough, as soon as Heath asked the question, Miss Saya spoke up immediately without the slightest hesitation, which left Heath stunned.

Heath nodded subconsciously. Of course he knew Ella. Similar to Weibo in his previous life, it was a widely used social media platform in the Pokémon world. However, Heath hadn't used it since registering an account. The messages he received every day were mostly junk messages like "[Royal Casino, sexy dealers online]" or "[Want to play something exciting? Feeling lonely at home alone, download now...]".

Of course, there are some even stranger pieces of information, but those are the kind that would be 404 or censored if spoken aloud.

"I was looking at those trending news and other things up there, and after watching them, I felt really down. I felt like the world was so dark, I wish it could be destroyed." Miss Saya lay helplessly on Heath's food cart, her face full of resentment.

Heath couldn't help but laugh; he was all too familiar with this situation.

“Miss Saya, you clearly have ‘garbage can syndrome.’” Heath smiled and placed a plate of braised chicken and rice in front of Saya, prepared according to her taste, of course.

"Garbage can syndrome? What's that? It's not a new term you learned from 'Boys Over Flowers', is it, Mr. Heath?" Saya asked Heath curiously. Heath scratched his head. There really was a book called "Boys Over Flowers" in this world, only the protagonist's name had changed.

"Actually, I made this up myself. It's just that spending too much time on forums and similar places on mobile phones can cause this strange illness. It's like seeing too much garbage, so when you look at the world, you feel like everything is garbage." Heath shrugged. It's just like spending too much time on Zhihu, Baidu Tieba, Weibo, and Douban in his previous life. He always felt that the world was too dark or life was too painful.

After all, while there are plenty of funny and clever kids in those places, there are also a lot of people taking out the trash.

"Like the granddaughter of the Four Heavenly Kings, Kikuko-sama, wasn't she also trending on social media for being criticized before? But you can't assume that Kikuko-sama is a bad person just because of her granddaughter's situation, right?" Heath added.

Chapter 182 Unknown Chapter Title

Seeing that Miss Saya seemed to have figured things out, Heath chuckled and placed a bowl of vegetable soup in front of her. Then he wiped his hands and curiously looked at Saya.

Saya must be the one in Evergreen City who didn't want to be Miss Joey and ran away from home. After all, Saya has been consciously hiding her identity and her signature hair color. However, if you look closely at Heath, you'll find that Miss Saya actually looks quite similar to Miss Joey, except for some subtle differences in her facial features.

However, Heath didn't stare for too long. After all, whether in his past life or this world, staring at a girl's face was somewhat impolite, and besides, Heath didn't want his guests to misunderstand him as a libertine.

So Heath hesitated for a moment before looking down at his phone. He was researching some of the Quartz Federation's past, trying to find out how to cook edible quartz from those stories. However, this seemed like a difficult task, as Heath had been searching for a long time without success.

"Heath~ Is there anything to eat today?" Heath looked up and saw Musashi walking over with a smile. Musashi, who had side-swept bangs, seemed to be in a good mood today. He wondered if something good had happened.

"Miss Musashi, the same as usual today, would you like something to eat?" Heath asked Musashi with a smile. Saya glanced at Musashi, but lost interest after just one glance, as if she was still thinking about something.

Musashi ignored Saya, since Saya looked like an ordinary trainer. In the Indigo League, someone like her could easily get hit by a rock.

Unless it's a mission assigned by Team Rocket executives, Jessie isn't particularly interested in other trainers.

"Give me a braised chicken rice, and if possible, a cup of milk tea." Miss Musashi sat down casually. She was dressed in a very formal outfit today, just like an office worker.

Heath nodded, then turned around and began preparing what Musashi wanted to eat. Since everything was already prepared, it was relatively quick to make. Soon, Heath had finished making the braised chicken, and all that was left was to heat up the milk tea.

"Heath, besides opening your business and entertaining guests, what other hobbies do you have?" Musashi asked curiously. She had a good relationship with Heath and could be considered a friend. Moreover, having come to the brightest place in the Quartz Alliance, Musashi, who was used to the darkness, felt a little uncomfortable. Seeing Heath made Musashi feel like she was back in Evergreen City.

"Hmm... cooking and researching recipes?" Heath scratched his head. He didn't have any hobbies. He had thought about playing video games before, but the idea fell through because he was too strapped for cash.

Musashi couldn't help but cast a complicated glance at her, and even Saya, who was absentmindedly eating, looked shocked.

"Sigh, Heath, you're so young, you should have some hobbies, right? I heard there's a really nice haunted house in Quartz City, do you want to try it out?" Miss Musashi sighed, then picked up her spoon and took a bite of braised chicken rice, squinting her eyes in enjoyment, her toes practically curling up in bliss.

Eating Heath's food is a pleasure, according to Boss Giovanni. Musashi once went to Mr. Giovanni's house for a meal with his subordinate Apollo. It was then that Musashi learned that Mr. Giovanni also liked to cook, and even liked Heath's cooking. This made Musashi feel that he and the boss had some common ground.

I heard that there's another high-ranking, more secretive executive who also enjoys Heath's cooking. However, that executive has been acting strangely lately, which makes Boss Sakaki's expression less than pleasant when he talks about it, while the Apollo executive has a suppressed laugh on his face.

The reason Boss Giovanni summoned the Apollo executives that day was to emphasize that when conveying missions or intelligence within the organization, the words must be clear and concise to ensure smooth comprehension and avoid any strange misunderstandings. Only in this way can unpleasant incidents be avoided. Boss Giovanni spoke very seriously that day, and Musashi took careful notes.

Later, Musashi heard a rumor circulating in the organization that a high-ranking officer had almost sent Boss Sakaki to the hospital after listening to slanderous words. Although she didn't know if it was true or false, Musashi, with her girlish heart, still imagined some wonderful things.

"Haunted house? I'm not interested." Heath shook his head. This world was basically the same as his previous life. The only difference was that because of the existence of Pokémon, this world had become slightly different. And haunted houses really were haunted, since Ghost-type Pokémon were very good at scaring people.

Heath had even read news reports about a very talented director who had specially bred a succubus to give horror movie enthusiasts an incredibly realistic terrifying experience, which reportedly scared those distinguished guests so much that they wet their pants.

It's clear that Ghost-type Pokémon are basically masters of horror. No wonder horror movies in this world are generally less popular. If you want to find a thrill, wouldn't it be more realistic to go for Ghost Pokémon?

"Hmph, I feel like you're almost an old man, even though you're still so young." Musashi curled her lip, and Miss Saya nodded in agreement. Heath touched his nose. When did he become an old man?

Heath felt that her life was very regular, just like Sister Feng's daily life. However, Heath didn't like watching melodramas, so she had never had the experience of lying on the sofa watching TV series.

However, Heath still considers himself a young man. After all, he is not very old, and the term "old man" is too exaggerated. Even the kindergarten children would only call Heath "brother".

"Who said I'm old? I still have some hobbies, and cooking is one of them, isn't it?" Heath said seriously.

"..." Then Heath saw a girl with black hair, whose face was full of murderous intent and embarrassment, Miss Naz, suddenly appear in front of him.

"Eh? Miss Naz? Would you like something to eat?" Heath was a little surprised; he really hadn't expected to run into Naz.

Chapter 183 The thing about your homeroom teacher eating across from you during lunch break

Sabrina stared coldly at Heath, her face filled with murderous intent and shame. This puzzled Heath; what was wrong with him? But he was wearing casual pants, and there was no way he had forgotten to close the zipper.

"Miss Sabrina?" Heath looked at Sabrina with a puzzled expression, but Sabrina remained silent. Sabrina's appearance also drew curious glances from Musashi and Saya. Just as Heath was wondering if Sabrina was daydreaming, he saw a familiar face.