I open a restaurant in Pokémon World

Heath opened his eyes blankly, then stretched out his hand and touched it, took out his mobile phone, opened it and saw, my dear, it's only four o'clock in the morning, and it's still dark outside at this time, but

Heath still woke up because he felt like he had just been hit in the face with a quilt.

In pain, Heath covered his face and felt a little confused. The confused feeling he had just woke up from sleep would not be able to be eliminated for a while.

"There's no one...could it be Zoroa?" Heath yawned, and then looked around in confusion. There was no one here. The fire dinosaur and the green onion duck were all sleeping, and Zoroa was quiet.

Lying on the bed, sleeping like a fool, Heath felt a little want to laugh.

And Zoroa's power shouldn't be that great, so it's basically not Zoroa who did this.

Heath touched his face, but the feeling of being slapped on the face with a quilt just now was so real. It was so real that Heath wanted to see if there were any more scars on his face, but he felt so sleepy.

However, Heath gave up the plan and fell back on the bed. After a while, he could hear the sound of even breathing.

...

Heath slept well that night, except for the time around four in the morning when Heath was woken up by someone else. When Heath got up in the morning, Heath didn't even understand the problem, but Heath

I didn’t worry about it for too long. It’s hard to say that I accidentally did it while dreaming.

This is not something Heath just said. Heath had experienced something similar when he was in college. At that time, one of Heath's roommates was very tired after running a thousand meters, so he fell asleep in bed.

At that time, Heath and the others were still playing League of Legends together, but as time passed, the buddy suddenly sat up, yelled "Ah", and then fell back on the bed.

Lost reaction.

At first, Heath thought they were playing games too loudly and disturbing his roommate's sleep. Later, he discovered that this guy was talking in his sleep. Fortunately, he was not sleepwalking, otherwise it would still be quite scary.

After all, Heath had heard a lot of ghost stories about sleepwalking before. There was a man in the factory dormitory who often sleepwalked at night. The co-workers followed him out and found that the sleepwalker was digging up corpses in mass graves to eat. It was really a bit too exciting.

Some.

Then there are some folk taboos about sleepwalking, such as not being able to wake up sleepwalkers loudly and so on.

"Let's try making Goubuli buns today." Heath yawned, then skillfully grabbed Zoroa's neck and led his Pokémon out. He did all the washing work in the dining car.

It was done in the dormitory, after all, it was not very convenient.

"Dogs ignore steamed buns? Does food that dogs don't eat really taste good?" Zoroa yawned and lay on Heath's head, asking with a puzzled look on his face.

Even dogs don't care about steamed buns. How unpalatable are these steamed buns?

"Just because the dog ignores the buns doesn't mean that the dogs don't want to eat them." Heath rolled his eyes. According to Soraya, does one have to give a wife to eat wife cakes?

Many dish names in China have nothing to do with the content of the meal itself. In order to make a lot of money, many dishes will even take the initiative to give some fancy-sounding names, which is actually a trap. For example, the Chinese people are familiar with the Gathering of Heroes.

type.

Thinking of this, Heath briefly told Soraya about the origin of the name Goubuli Baozi. However, in order to localize it and avoid some troubles, Heath still did some artistic processing, otherwise Heath would have to work with

It is very troublesome for others to introduce who is Cixi and what the place names are.

Although these legends were also processed by later artists, after all, why Goubuli Baozi was called Goubuli Baozi at that time has become a question that no one knows, so Heath did not take it completely seriously. This is the same as Guoqiao Rice Noodles.

It’s not necessarily that legend, there are several versions of the legend alone.

"Humph, you won't know until you eat it." Zoroa swallowed several times, but he still said it very forcefully. Heath didn't pay attention to it. He ignored the steamed buns that Heath gave to Musashi last time [from memory]

Snow that can fill your stomach] I made a portion and ate it, and I basically got a handle on the taste, but there are some areas that still need to be carefully considered. When he can recover perfectly, it will be time to teach Goubuli Baozi.

Leave it to Green Onion Duck. After all, Green Onion Duck is basically responsible for White Eucalyptus now, and Heath is willing to find some leisure time for himself.

Besides, it's hard to say that a mission can be triggered by then, and Heath can get a reward for nothing. Wouldn't it be wonderful?

Heath skillfully pushed open the door of the dining car. As soon as he entered the living room, Heath saw a familiar figure. Meng Meng was sitting in front of Heath upright. It was not very appropriate to say that he was sitting. After all, Meng Meng was sitting in front of Heath.

It uses its tail to support its body, making Meng Meng look like a busker from India.

Heath smiled awkwardly. Speaking of which, Mew didn't come to Heath during this period. Heath had almost forgotten Mew, but he didn't expect Mew to actually come all the way from the Quartz Alliance, which gave Heath some

unexpected.

Meng Meng looked at Heath with an angry look. He was really angry. It was not an adjective at all. After all, Meng Meng's cheeks looked a little bigger.

"What... Good morning." Heath looked at Mew with a bit of laughter and tears. What on earth is going on with this guy? Didn't he clearly agree on a very rare fantasy Pokémon? Why can't he wait for it every day now?

In Heath's dining car? Heath even wondered if Dream would simply live in Heath's place if this situation continued. What would happen then?

But this is a dream. Dreams are different from other mythical beasts. Dreams are rarer, or rarely appear in front of adults with complicated minds. They prefer to come into contact with simple children. If you say that, it’s no wonder that Xiaozhi

He has always been a piece of wood. After all, Xiaozhi is still a child.

Meng Meng turned his head angrily and swung his tail, which made Heath want to laugh a little.

"What...can I cook something delicious for you today?" Heath looked at Meng Meng and asked uncertainly. Meng Meng's tail paused for a moment and then began to continue wagging.

"I'll make you a chiffon cake and a macaron, okay?" Heath added another chip, and Meng Meng's tail stopped again. After a while, Heath saw Meng Meng's back turned to

He nodded slightly, as if he agreed to the condition.

Heath breathed a sigh of relief, this dream was really hard to coax.