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 and go to school. Next, Heath only needs to Just wait for the guests at noon, and taking advantage of this time, Heath can also take the opportunity to study the rotten egg sauce.

Hiss made it according to the method of stinky mandarin fish, but the raw material changed from mandarin fish to eggs, peeled eggs, and after they were placed in Dialka's seasoning jar, Hiss finally decided For seven days, when he took it out, Heath smelled a smell of rotten eggs. The smell was very rotten, and the eggs still looked white. Si fell into deep thought.

"My God, trainer, are you cooking shit?" Zoroark covered his nose, the smell was simply too good, and Zoroark was still a fox Pokémon, his sense of smell was Very good, now Zoroark feels like he is almost suffocating.

"Don't talk nonsense, my taste is...vomit...not that heavy." Heath wiped the corner of his mouth, he must admit that this taste is really unacceptable, with a kind of rotten egg Hiss is resistant to the unique smell, and he can't accept such a unique food physically and psychologically, but looking at the rotten eggs in front of him and his mission requirements, Heath still puts the eggs down slowly with a bitter face. After opening it, it turned out that the egg yolk inside was completely rotten, and the yellow-brown water flowed into Heath's hands, and the strong smell rushed directly to Heath's nose.

In the long evolution of human beings, some things have been imprinted into the genetic level. For example, when they smell these stinky foods, they know that this thing cannot 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 feels stinky, but when you can eat it is still a question." Heath touched his chin, and the first attempt was a failure. I have to say that sometimes luck is still very important, just like It was the person who invented the stinky mandarin fish, and created a famous dish without knowing it. In Heath's opinion, his idea of ​​rotten egg sauce may be right, but seven days is too long, Heath thinks Time may need to be adjusted down.

"Bu Ling~" A clear and ethereal voice suddenly interrupted Heath's thoughts of continuing the experiment. He raised his head in doubt, and then saw a guest in his dining car, but this guest was not ordinary. A human, but a Pokémon.

With white wings like clouds, a blue body and cute peas eyes, Heath recognized the identity of this Pokémon at a glance. It is a blue cotton bird, and its evolution form Tanabata blue bird is a dragon-type Pokémon , the shape is good-looking and the most important thing is the sound is particularly nice, which belongs to a very popular Pokémon.

Qixi Blue Bird even has the title of singer. Heath knew that there was a Qixi Blue Bird singer who was very famous. Her albums were sold every time, and she could be called a superstar.

Heath looked blankly at the green bird in front of him. He even looked behind the green bird, but he didn't see any human figure, let alone the trainer following the green bird, so the green bird What's the situation?
"Hello, a seafood fried rice, not too spicy, not too salty." A human voice suddenly came out from the Qingmianniao, Heath was even more at a loss, and the Qingmianniao flew straight in front of Heath, and then quite Stretching his small chest, Heath saw a small pocket, Heath opened it suspiciously, and then found a small tape recorder, and a banknote of twenty and five yuan in Union currency.

"Hello, a seafood fried rice, not too spicy, not too salty." Qingmianniao pecked at the small tape recorder again, and then the voice just now sounded again, Heath twitched the corner of his mouth, good guy, this green Is Mianniao here to help others buy things?This reminded Heath that those who went out with drones or other things to help him buy groceries in his previous life did the same thing.
Heath took out the money, dumbfounded, seafood fried rice, twenty-five union coins, not too much, but it is still possible to make a seafood fried rice, but what Heath is more curious about is the owner of this blue cotton bird Who, could it be his guest in the dark gray market?But Heath didn't have much impression, after all, Heath didn't have any familiar customers in Dark Gray City.

But this does not hinder Heath's business. Seafood fried rice is very simple to make, and the customer's request is also very clear, not spicy, but not too salty, that is, you can put some salt, but not Many, although Heath doesn't know what the specific tastes of the guests are, but it's quite easy to make a dish.

Heath simply cut up some of the seafood ingredients he bought today. In fact, there were not a lot of them. After all, Heath didn’t think about making seafood today, but there were still some squid whiskers. After a while, a simple serving The seafood fried rice was prepared by Heath and put into the lunch box, and then Heath gave a small portion of pickles as a gift, and then he served the finished seafood fried rice to Qingmianiao.

"Little guy, can you fly?" Heath looked at the Qingmianniao and asked, Heath remembered that the Qingmianniao's weight seemed to be only about one kilogram, and this box of fried rice already weighed [-] grams.

The green cotton bird screamed, then left with fried rice in its mouth, flying very safely, and Heath breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, I'm good at mathematics." Heath stretched his waist. When Heath was shopping for vegetables, he met a strange boss. The boss promised Heath that five hundred grams was equal to one kilogram. Later, Heath Only then did Si know that the boss was hired by the original boss to help him for a day. Good guy, this is simply a model of a black-hearted businessman.

"Huh? Mianmian, did you go 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 suspiciously. The trademark of the one I ate.

"Spirit~" Qingmianniao made a clear cry, the girl flicked her Pokémon's little head dumbfoundingly, then opened the lunch box, and then smelled a strong fragrance, this fragrance is special Great, the girl's appetite instantly increased.

The girl supported the bed with her joyful hands, and slowly moved to the side of the bed.

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