I Opened A Restaurant In Pokemon World

2022-02-23

Chapter 1 Heath and a brand new world

“Heath, what’s that. Any pancake fruit? Bring me here One serving.” The lively Viridian City was already shrouded in the sun at dusk, but Heath, who was about to close his business today, happily entertained the guests in front of him.

“Yanin big brother, did you work overtime today too?” Heath was laughing and chatting with Yanin while skillfully spreading the dough on the iron plate.

“Hey, isn’t it time for some rich young masters to get the first Pokemon? So I’ve been busy dealing with these things these days, and I can’t even eat dinner.” Yanin rubbed it. Hand, let out a breath.

Heath glanced enviously at the Poké Ball on Yanin’s waist. This is the most attractive point in this world. Unfortunately, thinking of his poor wallet, Heath’s eyes dimmed.

“Yanin big brother, your pancake fruit, twelve Alliance coins!” Heath handed the hot pancake fruit to Yanin, then took the note handed over by the other party, and cautiously put it into himself pocket.

Seeing Yanin gasping and nibbling away with the pancake fruit, Heath closed the stall, otherwise it would be bad if Officer Jenny found out.

Pushing his own trolley, Heath sighed as he watched people passing by and Pokemon of all shapes and sizes.

Heath is a transmigrator. Just like those cliché novels, Heath came to this strange world as soon as he woke up. The good news is that Heath became younger after transmigration, and his physical age returned to thirteen years old. , and the bad news is that Heath is a poor orphan.

My parents died in a car accident, leaving nothing but a considerable amount of debt, so young Heath had to take a part-time job in order to pay off his parents’ debt.

Fortunately, Heath was a pretty good cook in his previous life, so now that he has passed through, he has his own way of survival. With his tragic background and pretty good looks, Heath has won a kind heart. Help from Officer Jenny.

After satisfying Mr. Officer Jenny Feng with pancake fruit, Heath opened a stall selling pancake fruit, and it has been four years now.

“The money I made today should be enough to pay off my parents’ debts, and I have a hundred Alliance Coins left to buy the simplest Poké Ball.” Heath looked at his empty wallet, sighed .

Heath also wants to be a Pokémon Trainer. After all, he has traveled to the world of Pokemon. Who wouldn’t want to live such a life?

But those initial Pokemons that cost tens of thousands at every turn are really beyond the upper limit that Heath can bear. Even more how and debts are on him, Heath can only bury this wish in his heart. deepest position.

“Onion Stick!” A familiar voice, Heath subconsciously raised the pot, used the pot to block the ingredients of the noodles and cakes on his stall cart, and looked towards the side.

Then a Farfetch’d holding an Onion Stick and looking at him with piercing eyes entered Heath’s eyes.

“Farfetch’d, do you want to prostitute again today?” Heath looked at the Farfetch’d in front of him, some didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.

In the four years Heath has made himself older, the biggest gain is to know such a seasoning Pokemon, Farfetch’d.

Farfetch’d, this is a kind of Pokemon that can be described as miserable in the Pokemon world. Farfetch’d is extremely delicious because of its meat, and the Onion Stick that you carry around is also an excellent ingredient. The meat on Farfetch’d is even more of a Peak Level delicacy, so it was almost extinct once eaten.

Fortunately, the Indigo Alliance has promulgated regulations, which protects Farfetch’d, but even so, it is very difficult to encounter a Wild Farfetch’d.

And Heath has met such a Farfetch’d in his four-year stall career. He is smart and spiritual, but very greedy. Fortunately, Heath found a way to communicate with Farfetch’d. , so now it is more pleasant to get along with.

“Big ~Onion Stick ~” Farfetch’d happily waving the Onion Stick in his hand, this location is a very remote place in Viridian City, and only Officer Jenny will pass by in Normal, so Farfetch’d doesn’t Worry about being seen by others.

“You’ve already sold me ten sets of pancakes for nothing, you always say that next time will definitely, next time will definitely, don’t give me your Onion Stick this time, don’t even think about eating it. “Heath stared blankly at Farfetch’d.

Pokemon are not all naive young women, Farfetch’d in front of him is a clever ghost, he has learned to prostitute, and once tried to use Normal’s Onion Stick to fool Heath.

“Onion Stick!” Farfetch’d reluctantly looked at the Onion Stick in his hand. This Onion Stick is its treasure.

But looking at Heath’s unkind eyes, Farfetch’d looked at the stall in front of Heath again, and couldn’t help swallowed saliva and said, after eating the pancakes made by Heath, Farfetch’d realized that I really can’t forget the smell.

“Onion Stick .” Farfetch’d put the Onion Stick in Heath’s stall car with a look of grief and anger, and Heath put it away with satisfaction.

The Onion Stick in Farfetch’d’s hand is an excellent ingredient. According to Heath, the chef, this Onion Stick is definitely a sports car in the Onion Stick, no matter the taste or quality. is excellent.

After getting the Onion Stick, Heath set up a stall on the road next to him and started giving Farfetch’d the pancakes he wanted to eat.

Soon a hot pancake fruit was brought to Farfetch’d by Heath, and Farfetch’d happily took it, blew it skillfully, and put it in his mouth.

Heath held his chin and looked at Farfetch’d with his happy tail dangling, and smiled. This Farfetch’d is really special, and he even Tail Whip like a dog.

“Pokemon is so nice.” Heath touched his wallet, the feeling of being debt-free and light made him very comfortable, and the dream that was buried in his heart seemed to be able to be dug up.

But then Heath was stunned for a moment. There are three ways to get the initial Pokemon. The first is to buy it from the Alliance, the second is to give it from others, and the Third Type is to get it by yourself.

Heath doesn’t want to buy it, it’s too expensive, and if it’s a gift.

Heath thinks others won’t be so generous, so how can I get it myself?

“Farfetch’d, do you want to be my Pokemon?” Heath asked cautiously, looking at Farfetch’d in front of him.

“?” Farfetch’d turned his head in confusion, a dazed look in his eyes.

“Would you like to be my Pokemon?” Heath asked again.

Farfetch’d hesitated, shock the head.

“Enough pancakes! And I still have a lot of delicious food to come!” Heath increased his weight.

Farfetch’d froze for a moment, then flapped his wings on Heath’s hand, seriously nodded.

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(end of this chapter)