I open a restaurant in Pokémon World

Chapter 766 Stove Lord

Heath was busy preparing today's ingredients. After all, there must be a lot of guests today, so some ingredients can actually be prepared in advance, but some ingredients cannot be prepared. Leaving them for a long time will affect the taste of the ingredients themselves, but as long as it is one

Chefs with some experience often won't let things like this happen. Heath himself is a chef with some experience.

"What are you chopping?" Just when Heath was concentrating on chopping vegetables, he suddenly felt something soft against his back, and then a pleasant fragrance poured into Heath's nose.

At the same time, Heath also saw the golden hair hanging down around his face. Heath's hand shook, but fortunately, his mentality was still calm, so he didn't cut his hand.

Naturally, there was no one else but Sirona who suddenly hugged him from behind.

After Heath established a relationship with Sirona, he set Sirona as someone who could enter the rest area and kitchen of his dining car.

"Ahem, I'm chopping potatoes here." Heath coughed twice, and so did the little bastard Zoroark. If he didn't remind himself, he was so focused on chopping vegetables that he really didn't notice Sirona.

I came in, so I was frightened. Of course, after the fright passed, it turned into a hint of charm. Sirona is very light and soft, like a large pillow, and it is very fragrant, with an indescribable fragrance.

I don't know if it's perfume or what.

Heath once heard such a saying. Some people said that if someone smells body fragrance on another girl, it proves that the person's genes selected the girl. The two of them are a perfect match at the genetic level.

, but Heath didn’t know whether what he said was true or false.

But Heath did think Sirona smelled pretty good.

"Eh? Cut potatoes? But why do you want to soak them in water?" Sirona asked another question like a curious baby.

"Because potatoes will taste better if they are soaked in water after being cut, and it can also prevent the potatoes from changing color." Heath shrugged. It seemed to be called oxidation or something? But Heath couldn't remember clearly.

, he doesn’t know much about these things. Anyway, he does it according to his own tradition as a chef. For example, although it has been proven that there is no god or stove king in his previous life, the full name of the profession of chef is

When the Kitchen Master of Jiutian East, who ordered Emperor Taiyi Yuan to determine blessings and play the role of Shantianzun, went to heaven to report his work, he would do what he should do according to old habits.

Any champion has the ability to overwhelm others. Just like King A'Du rarely goes out, but if King A'du does, then this matter will often not be a trivial matter.

"Oh!" Sirona nodded cutely, and Heath covered his face. He felt that Sirona must not understand what it meant, but forget it, since he was at home anyway, there was no need for Sirona to get down.

kitchen

But in that case, can Sirona cook? Heath is still quite curious. After all, when he was watching anime and playing games in his previous life, the Sirona Heath saw was a champion, a powerful and terrifying champion, but at this moment

Pokémon battles in this world are not eternal, and not all villains will insist on having a Pokémon battle with the Messenger of Justice. They will use various conspiracies and tricks, such as base self-destruction and close combat.

Or you have the attitude of 'I can't deal with your Pokémon, and I can't deal with you yet' to deal with the opponent's trainer, so actually becoming a champion is not an easy thing.

"That's wrong Sirona, should I call you Zhulan or Sirona?" Heath looked at Sirona and asked curiously. Speaking of which, Sirona's original name should be Zhulan, but this is the first time I met this girl.

When he was born, in order to conceal his identity, he specially made up a name called Sirona, and this name also fit Heath's inner name, so he called her by this name.

"Of course it's Sirona. It's okay to call me Zhulan. Actually, I think calling me Zhulan would be too formal, and it would feel a little strange. So as for Heath, I still hope you call me Xi.

Rona!" Sirona said happily, and Heath touched his nose. Should I say that she really deserves to be Sirona? But that's fine. Heath had never thought about calling her by any other name.

The words always gave Heath a very strange feeling, and he was indeed used to being called Sirona.

"If you want to eat something, I can also learn it~" Sirona looked at Heath with a smile behind her hands. Looking at Sirona in front of him, Heath admitted that he was a little confused and infatuated. After all, this woman of his was

My friend is really good-looking and very cute.

"So Sirona, can you cook?" Heath asked curiously, and then Sirona nodded immediately, very confident. Heath was stunned for a moment, good guy, can you really cook?

"But I can only make fried rice and so on. After all, when I used to travel and sometimes live outside, I could only eat fried rice and so on." Sirona smiled sheepishly, and Heath showed his face.

With a smile, you are already very good at making fried rice. Egg fried rice tastes very good, and the most important thing is that it is actually very simple to make, so there is no big problem.

I have to say that although these things have no basis, habits and customs are powerful things, and Heath kept this habit.

Although it is said that the Kitchen God is God's denouncer of good and evil, and it seems to have nothing to do with the kitchen, he is the God of the kitchen after all, and later the function of the Kitchen God was extended, so at this time they will all choose to work under the Kitchen God.

Smearing syrup or honey on the mouths of statues or paintings is meant to ask the Kitchen God to say good things to heaven. Heath once suspected that this was the reason why the mouths were smeared with honey.

So Heath mustered up the courage to hold Sirona's hand, and Sirona also held Heath's hand without any hesitation.

"This is different. I know how to cook, just leave it to me." Heath said with a smile. He was a chef. If he could cook for his beloved, it would be a very meaningful thing.

"Okay~" Sirona agreed quickly.

Just when Heath was about to continue saying something, Heath's alarm clock rang, and it was time for the science and technology exhibition.

(End of chapter)