I open a restaurant in Pokémon World

After seeing off Dialga and Miss Kazumi, Heath breathed a sigh of relief. There are fewer guests now. After all, most of the guests should go to work or go to school. Next, Heath only needs to

Just wait for the lunch guests, and during this time, Heath can also take the opportunity to study the rotten egg jam.

Heath followed the method of making stinky mandarin fish, but the raw material was changed from mandarin fish to eggs, peeled eggs, and after placing them in Dialga's seasoning jar, Heath also decided

After seven days, when he took it out, Heath smelled the smell of rotten eggs. It smelled very bad. The eggs looked white, but as to the question of whether this thing could be eaten, Hope

Si fell into deep contemplation.

"Oh my god, trainer, are you cooking shit?" Zoroark covered his nose. The smell was simply too overpowering. Moreover, Zoroark is a fox Pokémon and has a great sense of smell.

Very good, now Zoroark feels like he is almost suffocating.

"Don't talk nonsense, my taste is...yucky...not that strong." Heath wiped the corners of his mouth. He had to admit that the taste was really unacceptable, with a smell like rotten eggs.

Heath was resistant to the unique odor. He could neither physically nor mentally accept such a unique food. However, looking at the rotten eggs in front of him and his task requirements, Heath still put on a grimace and slowly took the eggs.

When he opened it, it turned out that the egg yolk inside was completely rotten, the yellow-brown water flowed into Heath's hand, and the rich smell hit Heath's nose directly.

During the long evolution of human beings, some things have been engraved into our genes. For example, when we smell these stinky foods, we know that they should not be eaten.

Heath threw the rotten egg into the trash can with a dark face. Fortunately, he only used one egg for the experiment, so he had to wash his hands now.

"This rotten egg tastes bad, but there is still a question of when it can be eaten." Heath touched his chin. The first attempt was considered a failure. I have to say that sometimes luck is still very important, like

It was the person who invented the stinky mandarin fish, and he created a famous dish without knowing it. In Heath's opinion, his idea of ​​the rotten egg sauce might be right, but seven days was too long. Heath felt that

The time may need to be adjusted down.

"Bu Ling~" Suddenly a clear and ethereal sound interrupted Heath's idea of ​​continuing the experiment. He raised his head in confusion, and then he saw an extra guest in his dining car, but this guest was not an ordinary one.

A human, but a Pokémon.

With white cloud-like wings, a cyan body and cute bean eyes, Heath recognized the identity of this Pokémon at a glance, Blue Bird. Its evolved form, Tanabata Blue Bird, is a dragon-type Pokémon.

, the most important thing about its good-looking appearance is its particularly pleasant sound, making it a very popular Pokémon.

Qixi Blue Bird even has the title of a singer. Heath knew that there was a Qixi Blue Bird singer who was very famous. Every album she released was a hit, and she could be called a superstar.

Heath stared blankly at the blue cotton bird in front of him. He even looked behind the blue cotton bird, but he didn't see any human figure, let alone the trainer following the blue cotton bird. Therefore, this green cotton bird

What is the situation?

"Hello, a piece of seafood fried rice, not spicy, not too salty." A human voice suddenly came out from the green sheep bird, and Heath was even more confused. The green sheep bird flew directly in front of Heath, and then stood up

Heath straightened his small chest and saw a small pocket. Heath opened it doubtfully, and then found a small tape recorder, and a twenty-dollar and five-dollar Union currency note.

"Hello, a piece of seafood fried rice, not spicy, not too salty." The green sheep bird pecked the small tape recorder again, and then the voice just sounded again, and the corner of Heath's mouth twitched, good guy, this green cotton bird

Is Mianniao here to help others buy groceries? This reminded Heath of the previous life when those who went out to buy groceries with drones or other things did the same thing. These people were really...

Heath was dumbfounded and took out the money, seafood fried rice, twenty-five alliance coins, no more, no less, but it is still possible to make a seafood fried rice, but Heath was more curious about the owner of this green sheep bird.

Who, could it be his guest in the Deep Gray City? But Heath didn't have much impression, after all, Heath didn't have any familiar customers in the Dark Gray City.

But this does not hinder Heath's business. Seafood fried rice is very simple to make, and the customer's requirements are very clear. It should not be spicy, but not too salty. That is, you can add some salt, but not too much.

Although Heath didn't know the specific tastes of his customers, it was quite easy to make a dish.

Heath simply cut up some of the seafood ingredients he bought today. In fact, there weren't a lot of them. After all, Heath didn't want to make seafood today, but there were still some fish tentacles and so on. After a while, there was a portion.

Heath prepared a simple seafood fried rice and put it in a lunch box. Then Heath gave a small portion of pickles as a gift, and then brought the prepared seafood fried rice to Qingmianniao.

"Little guy, can you fly?" Heath looked at the blue sheep bird and asked. Heath remembered that the weight of the green sheep bird seemed to be only about one kilogram, and this box of fried rice already weighed 800 grams.

The green cotton bird called, then took the fried rice in its mouth and flew away. It flew very steadily, and Heath breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, I'm good at math." Heath stretched. When Heath went shopping for groceries, he met a strange boss. The boss swore to Heath that five hundred grams was equal to one kilogram. Later, Heath

Only then did Si know that the boss was hired by his original boss to help him for a day. Good guy, this is a perfect example of a black-hearted businessman.

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"Huh? Mianmian, are you going the wrong way?" On the other side of the dark gray market, a girl was lying on her bed. She looked at the box of fried rice in her hand doubtfully. There was no sign on it that she often

The trademark of the restaurant.

"Spirit~" The green sheep bird made a clear cry. The girl flicked her Pokémon's little head in confusion, then opened the lunch box, and then smelled a strong fragrance. This fragrance was special.

Great, the girl's appetite instantly increased.

The girl happily supported the bed with both hands and slowly moved to the edge of the bed.

"It smells so good, it must be delicious, right?"