I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

However, seeing the mixture of happiness and pain on Soraya's face, Heath seemed thoughtful. Then he looked at the small bowl in front of him. There was soup in the Goubuli buns, but not much. Heath only got a small amount. Thinking of this, Heath picked up the small bowl and licked it. A strong aroma instantly entered Heath's nostrils, and at the same time, the deliciousness of the soup exploded on Heath's taste buds.

The feeling was like eating piping hot fried chicken with its crispy outer layer, or like eating roast duck with its skin dipped in sweet bean sauce. Heath couldn't describe the taste, but he could feel that the broth had a slightly... sweet aftertaste.

Strangely, Heath frowned. The aftertaste of sweetness is generally rare in dishes, unless it is a regional cuisine that prefers sweetness. Otherwise, sugar is used very little. Even when Heath makes his own pickled vegetables and stir-fried meat with white sugar, he can't taste the aftertaste.

Moreover, the aftertaste is quite strange.

Thinking of this, Heath decided to try the soup again. He felt that the secret of Goubuli steamed buns might be in the soup. But when Heath reached down to get it, he found that he had not gotten a small porcelain bowl, but a furry Zorroia.

"What are you doing?" Heath glanced at Soraya, that bastard had actually licked his soup!

"Hehehe... I... my body is not under my control either..." Zoroya laughed awkwardly. Heath took a deep breath; he felt an urge to explode.

"But this stuff is weird! It was a little bitter at first, but then it became a little sweet!" Zoroia quickly started to argue, but Heath paused for a moment. A little bitter?

Heath glanced at the small bowl; the soup inside was gone. But foxes are canines, so their tongues should be quite sensitive. Was what Zoroya said true? The soup in this Goubuli steamed bun tasted slightly bitter.

Bitterness and sweetness are seemingly contradictory flavors, but in reality, they are not. Often, to highlight the sweetness, you need to experience bitterness first, as the sweetness following the bitterness will leave a more lasting impression.

"Try it." With that thought, Heath broke off a piece of Goubuli steamed bun and handed it to Soroya.

"I'm not eating it! You've already eaten half of it... It tastes so good." Zoroia turned her head away haughtily, then ate the bun that Heath was holding. Heath's lips twitched. What happened to not eating it?

"How does it taste?" Heath looked at Zoroya seriously, and Zoroya licked his lips.

"It's a little bit bitter, but not very noticeable, and the aftertaste isn't very strong either. The other flavors are also superb." Zoroya licked his lips and gave his assessment.

Heath pondered, “Goubuli buns have a bitter taste and a sweet aftertaste, but the sweet aftertaste is most pronounced in the soup. So how is it made?”

Chapter 269 Theft Victims Alliance

Heath sat down in the chair. Heath had already finished the snow-covered Goubuli bun. It has to be said that there is some truth to the fact that Goubuli buns were praised by the most powerful woman in the Qing Dynasty of China in the past. Goubuli buns are rich in ingredients, including bamboo shoots and mushrooms. Heath even tasted a bit of seafood. It has delicacies from land and sea, but pork is the main ingredient.

It's strange. Logically, so many flavors mixed together should clash and suppress the pork's own taste, but the pork here tastes amazing. Heath felt like she hadn't had enough, but after eating, she really didn't feel like she had eaten anything. It's a great tool for weight loss!

While Goubuli steamed buns have many ingredients, these ingredients are not difficult for a chef to deduce. What is difficult to deduce is the soup base of Goubuli steamed buns. Heath did not know how Goubuli made this soup base. Eating the soup base alone is a bit bitter at first and then sweet, but you can't taste it when you eat the bun directly. You can only feel that the bun tastes better.

Many recipes are like this: you can clearly see some special seasonings or ingredients, but you can't actually taste those flavors when you eat them. These are just auxiliary roles that ingredients and seasonings play in the cooking process. Without them, the taste would be completely different. This is why secret recipes are so important.

Heath felt a little regretful. If only he had the God Tongue from Food Wars!, he could deduce all the methods with just one bite. But he didn't know if his cheat system would give him something like that. If it did, Heath would be thrilled.

“However, the special characteristic of being bitter before sweet is rare and can lead to this effect. Moreover, Zoroia later mentioned that she felt a cool sensation in her throat after eating it… Olives, perhaps?” Heath pondered.

Olives are a wonderful ingredient, known for their ability to quench thirst and relieve coughs. They are both a food and a medicine. Olive oil is also a good choice. However, there is another type of olive with even stronger medicinal effects: amla (Phyllanthus emblica).

Amla, also known as Yunnan olive, is a more special type of olive. It has the effect of clearing heat and relieving cough. Most importantly, I have eaten this stuff before. It was used to help treat pharyngitis. It tastes bitter at first and then sweet. To be precise, it is sour and astringent at first and then sweet.

However, whether it was actually the effect of amla was something Heath had to try, and whether amla even existed in this world was also a question. Heath could only experiment with olives and other ingredients for the time being.

"This stuff is good, but it's a pity there's not enough. When can I get some more?" Heath looked at the half-empty jar of snow with a pained expression. This stuff really is a good thing. Heath felt that he could even use it to make some completely lost dishes.

Many cuisines from China's five-thousand-year-old culture have actually been lost. At the very least, the standard recipes have not been passed down. After all, in ancient times, chefs were considered a profession looked down upon by scholars. As the saying goes, a gentleman keeps away from the kitchen. Moreover, China has a tradition of passing down recipes only to sons and keeping them secret. So sometimes, before the master chef could even tell the recipes, he might have died, and these recipes would naturally all be lost.

what a pity.

"Oh, my Arceus! Isn't this our lovely little Heath? Look at him, he's back without even telling old Mr. Codd." The familiar tone, the familiar voice. Heath's lips twitched. Mr. Codd was here again.

“My dear Mr. Cord, I swear if you ever speak to me in that damned translator’s tone again, I’ll kick your ass with my shoe,” Heath said irritably, as Cord walked over with a grin.

Mr. Kod is clearly a Pokémon, but most of the time Kod feels like a normal human to Hiss, with nothing strange about him, except that his appearance is a bit odd.

"That's a real shame, Heath. What delicious food do you have for dinner today?" Mr. Codd's mustache twitched with a smile. Heath nodded and then recommended to Mr. Codd the pickled vegetable stir-fried meat dish that he was planning to promote recently. In fact, Heath was also making another special dish, but that dish required some unique ingredients.

Heath has already started marinating, but it will take some time.

"Pickled vegetable and pork rice bowl? Sounds good. Give poor old Kod one." Kod paid with a smile, and Hiss took the money. Then he started preparing what Kod wanted to eat, and Kod watched curiously. Hiss had no objection to this. Alakazam is a famously curious Pokémon. They are very interested in unknown knowledge, so it would be strange for Hiss not to be curious when it saw that Hiss had taken out an ingredient it had never seen before.

"What is this?" Mr. Codd was indeed intrigued.

“Mr. Codd, this is some pickled vegetables I made myself. It’s one of the ingredients, and you can eat it on its own, but I suggest you eat it with rice.” Heath said without looking up, of course he knew what Mr. Codd was asking.

Actually, pickled vegetables need to be eaten with other staple foods. No normal person would eat pickled vegetables directly, but Mr. Cod is obviously not human.

“I’ll buy some.” Mr. Codd paid, and Heath took the money and scooped a spoonful for Mr. Codd. It was a generous portion, since pickles weren’t very expensive.

Mr. Codd didn't pay any attention. Its eyes lit up with a purple light, and superpowers surged around it. Heath glanced at it enviously. Heath wished she could acquire a superpower-related technique. Meditation would be nice too. Superpowers looked so cool.

However, Heath also thought that the Cliff Sword and the Origin Fluctuation were quite good. Thinking about this made Heath feel better. He was really curious about what rewards he would get after completing the mission. This was very exciting.

……

"What? Your things were taken too?" Deoxys held the phone in shock, and Dialga's furious voice came from the other end.

Ever since Deoxys had its meteorite stolen by a group, it has been searching for similar things to find the culprit. However, it unexpectedly encountered Dialga, a poor legendary Pokémon whose pressure cooker had been stolen.

“However, our experiences are different. I saw that circle appear.” Deoxys frowned, but Dialga’s words excited him, because Dialga had found a clue!

Chapter 270 Dialga's Trial

"Achoo!" Heath sneezed, then rubbed his nose, and Mr. Codd gave him a concerned look.

"Are you sick, Heath?" Heath felt a force circling around her, making her feel much more comfortable. She knew it was Mr. Codd casting a healing wave on her, but because she was human, the effect wasn't very good.

Mr. Codd is very knowledgeable. He has mastered many techniques, including the Healing Wave. Heath is curious about what Codd was thinking when he decided to master the Healing Wave.

Heath smiled gratefully, then glanced up at the sky. It was summer, and although Evergreen City was still experiencing the humid season, today was a rare sunny day with a decent temperature. Heath didn't quite understand why he had caught a cold, but his head didn't feel uncomfortable.

"Mr. Codd, what do you think of this pickled vegetable and minced meat rice bowl?" Heath smiled at Mr. Codd. Business in Evergreen City wasn't very good, and even the crab roe soup dumplings at Heath's place weren't sold out, which made Farfetch'd, who was used to the huge crowds in the Indigo League, feel a little uncomfortable.

Heath noticed that Farfetch'd even patted its head, which made Heath feel a little sorry for it. Had this poor thing gotten used to being petted? Heath even felt that Farfetch'd had a lot less feathers on its head lately.

Being a Pokémon chef is a difficult task, especially in the Pokémon world. Farfetch'd wouldn't face as much resistance as a chef. If we were to consider the previous life, it would be like having a mouse as a chef, as customers would have to worry about food safety and hygiene.

“Very good. It doesn’t taste very good on its own, but if you cook it like this, it’s absolutely the best ingredient.” Mr. Codd nodded in satisfaction, without even using his standard translator’s tone. Heath grinned happily; it was a pleasure to gain the approval of his guests.

After finishing his meal, Mr. Codd left with the pickles he had bought, and Hiss's food cart was once again enjoying a temporary lull. However, what puzzled Hiss was that he hadn't seen Mew yet. Hiss thought that perhaps because he had left the Indigo League directly, Mew hadn't noticed his departure and had lost track of him. This was a headache for Hiss, as he desperately needed the arrival of the legendary Pokémon; otherwise, completing the mission would be a problem.

Getting the four divine beasts to be satisfied with him was a difficult task, and Heath could only try his best.

Furthermore, Hiss had just thought of something terrifying: the reward for this quest was a random move draw, and Pokémon moves can be good or bad. Drawing moves like Roar would certainly be a great choice, although Hiss felt that moves like Jungle Heal were more suitable for him, since he could heal Pokémon in the wild with that move.

But what if Heath uses Splash? Heath would be devastated. Would he be forced to use Splash like an idiot, jumping around on the ground?

In that case, Heath felt he would definitely have a lot in common with the producer of a certain zombie idol anime.

"You mean here?" A strange voice asked. Heath looked up and saw a man in black standing in front of him, who was looking at Heath with hostility. Beside the man was a man with orange hair who looked like a blond character from an anime. The man was pointing at Heath curiously and asking him questions.

The other person's hairstyle was very interesting; Heath felt like he was seeing a Renaissance version of a punk rocker.

The man in black glanced down at Heath's food cart. Heath noticed that the man's expression became even angrier after his gaze swept over Heath's pressure cooker. Heath was a little confused. Could this man be a salesman?

"Excuse me, I don't do sales here." Heath politely waved his hand. The man's face darkened even more upon hearing this. He reached out his hand, seemingly intending to grab Heath's collar, but before he could grab him, his expression froze for a moment, then turned somewhat frightened. Finally, the man lowered his hand with a look of terror on his face. Heath was somewhat bewildered. What had happened?

Heath looked at the man suspiciously. Could this man be mentally ill? After all, his actions just now seemed very much like what a mentally ill person would do.

Dialga was in a foul mood. Just moments ago, Dialga had been about to reach out and grab the despicable human thief to teach him a lesson and show him what it meant to steal from others. But before Dialga could even grab Hiss by the collar, he felt himself being watched by a powerful being. The being stared at him silently, and a thick, muscular hand clad in black lace appeared faintly behind Hiss. The oppressive feeling from the muscular hand made Dialga's face turn pale. Deoxys's expression wasn't much better; he remembered his previous miserable experience.

Even now, when Deoxys recalls what happened that day, he still feels uneasy, and even feels a chill run down his spine just thinking about it.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?" Heath looked blankly at the two men in front of him. Why was the orange-haired one so pale? If it was a sales pitch, he would definitely refuse. After all, salespeople are very difficult to deal with. If you're not firm enough in refusing, they'll take advantage of the situation and cause trouble for you. Heath had encountered this kind of thing before when he was pushing a stall.

The salesman was trying to sell him shoe care oil, but Heath politely declined. Then the salesman knelt down and enthusiastically applied the supposedly multi-functional protective oil to Heath's sneakers. In the end, Heath couldn't resist the salesman's enthusiasm and bought a bottle. In the end, he found that it was completely useless, which made Heath feel bad for a long time.

"...I see you can cook? So what can you make with these ingredients?" Dialga was somewhat unwilling, but due to the authority of that great being, Dialga gave up his plan to take action. Instead, he took out an ingredient and placed it in front of Hiss, then asked a question.

Heath paused for a moment. What was in front of him was a large piece of fat, and it looked like pork fat. This was really interesting. Heath rarely encountered customers bringing ingredients to his door.

"Please wait a moment."

Chapter 271 Pocket Meat

Heath stared at the piece of pork fat in front of him, lost in thought. It has to be said that pork fat is a very special ingredient. In the past, pork fat was the white moonlight in the hearts of many people in special times. At that time, being able to eat with your mouth full of oil was an adjective to describe someone's well-off family. But now it's not like that. With the development of the times, people have begun to have higher requirements for their diet, and pork fat has become a synonym for unhealthy. But this does not mean that pork fat is not a good ingredient.

Although many people instinctively shudder at the sight of fatty meat, feeling that their mouths will be filled with the greasy taste of fatty meat, fatty meat is actually quite good, it just requires a higher level of cooking skills.

Nowadays, pork fat is usually used to render oil. The cracklings left after rendering the oil can be eaten, which is the most basic method. However, Heath did not intend to use this shortcut. Heath had a better method in mind, but he needed to check the quality of this piece of pork fat.

Heath was planning to make a dish called Pocket Meat, but this special dish requires a high quality of fat. Generally speaking, the best piece of fat from a pig is the pure white piece without any other colors, and it is oily but not greasy.

However, the piece of fatty meat brought by this customer was indeed of very good quality. Heath nodded in satisfaction. He had no complaints about this piece of fatty meat. It was very much in line with the way pocket meat is made. However, if pocket meat is to be delicious, it also requires a high level of skill from the chef.

Pocket meat, as the name suggests, is made by taking a piece of pork fat and making a cut down the middle of it, but not too deep or piercing the fat, so that the piece of fat is like an open pocket. The ingredients that need to be heated are put in the pocket, the fat is steamed, and then various seasonings are added. That's how a pocket meat is made.

However, removing the greasiness from the fatty meat was a problem. After all, no matter how you cook it, the greasy taste of fatty meat will always be there. So all Heath could do was make the pocket meat less unacceptable. Fortunately, only two portions of this pocket meat could be made, so Heath wasn't worried that customers would eat too much and feel overwhelmed.

"Why would you even think of eating here? You're insane! Didn't you see those hands behind him? That pervert... ugh... sorry, just thinking about it makes me want to throw up." Deoxys's expression wasn't good; he covered his mouth, clearly in pain.

"If I can't get the pressure cooker back, then I just hope it can be used to its full potential by a good chef." Dialga said with a cold face, but the bulging veins on his hands showed that he was not in a good mood.

"Here are your pocket meats, please enjoy." Heath smiled and walked over with the pocket meats. Dialga had already paid for the meal, 120 League Coins, which is equivalent to 60 League Coins for a piece of fatty meat, so it was still a very good deal.

Heath didn't go to see the two guests eat. Instead, he turned around and went back to the food cart. He then began to clean his cooking utensils. The steamer used to steam the pocket meat needed to be cleaned after it was cooked, otherwise the oil on it would cause a lot of trouble for the dishes below. Preventing the flavors of the ingredients from mixing is a basic skill for a chef.

This is also why some dishes in small, hole-in-the-wall restaurants may taste like other ingredients or other food flavors. This problem occurs when chefs don't wash the pots or clean the kitchen utensils after cooking.

You entertained Dialga, and you gained some time.

You entertained Deoxys, and you obtained the cosmic virus.

Hiss was stunned for a moment, then looked up in surprise at the two guests in front of him. These two guests were actually Dialga and Deoxys? This news was really too amazing. Hiss never expected that these were legendary Pokémon!

Moreover, these were two divine beasts appearing in male human form. Heath had always thought that divine beasts were all female, but he was surprised to find that there were male forms as well.

【I'm not going to be human anymore: 1/4】

Heath looked at Dialga and Deoxys with delight. One of these two guests was actually satisfied with his meal? This was truly good news. Heath breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he had just used his chef's eye to examine his guests; otherwise, it would have been difficult to get even one person to be satisfied with his cooking.

But why are they giving us some strange things to entertain our guests again this time? Heath felt his pocket and found two small bottles. He took them out and looked at them. One bottle was gold and the other was green. The gold bottle was empty, and the green bottle was also empty.

[A little time: Opening the bottle can extend the user's lifespan by one hour. +1 +1 +...]

[Cosmic Virus: Inflicts 'Virus Status' on a Pokémon, greatly increasing the chance of the Pokémon evolving within five minutes. Ineffective on Pokémon without an evolved form.]

Heath paused for a moment. Both of these things gave Heath a feeling of being impressed but not quite. However, it had to be said that these two things were neither particularly good nor particularly bad. They had their own special uses, but Heath had not yet figured out how to use them. In Heath's opinion, this cosmic virus was also somewhat useless.

Pokémon evolution requires accumulating strength. Just like Charmander, once it reaches a certain level of strength, it will naturally evolve without you even realizing it. Moreover, its strength after evolution is not bad, giving a sense of accumulating strength before unleashing it. However, if a cosmic virus is used, even if the Pokémon evolves, it will not have accumulated enough power, so its battle strength after evolution will naturally become a problem.

In that case, a little time is actually more valuable. However, this also made Heath realize that his cheat ability seemed to give him something to extend his lifespan.

"It tastes good." Dialga nodded. It felt that its pressure cooker was not a bad choice after all. However, the thought that the pressure cooker it had worked so hard to make would no longer belong to it made Dialga feel a little heartbroken. This was probably what it felt like to marry off a daughter.

"...Cook properly!" Dialga roared at Heath indignation. The huge sound wave made Heath's ears go a little deaf. Deoxys laughed and ran after Dialga. The taste of this "pocket meat" was indeed very good. Deoxys liked it very much. He even felt that no other food he had eaten was as good as Heath's cooking. He was very satisfied with Heath's cooking.