Chapter 300: Bad Luck and Snorlax's New Job
Heath regretted his words right after he finished saying them, because he was sitting on the ground, looking at the sharp knife above his head in shock. It was only seven or eight centimeters away from his head, just this little bit...
"Onion..." The Farfetch'd lowered its head, not daring to look at Heath. The sharp knife was just held in the Farfetch'd's claws.
"It's okay, it's okay...but next time remember not to use this kind of meat knife to chop ice. It's not suitable." Heath looked at the sharp knife above his head and couldn't help swallowing his saliva again. The lethality of this thing was too great. It was directly nailed into the plastic bottle.
However, seeing the ashamed look of Farfetch'd, Heath was not angry. Instead, he reached out and touched Farfetch'd's head. This little guy actually used the meat-cutting knife to chop a large piece of ice. No one knew what this little guy was thinking. As a result, he didn't hold it firmly and almost poked Heath's head.
Facts have proved that even a knife may not be able to easily cut a large block of ice, not to mention that this knife is not specially used to cut ice. The classification of kitchen knives is very strict. There are knives for chopping bones, cutting meat, cutting vegetables and so on. The kitchen knives used in ordinary households are of a more mediocre type. They are suitable for everything but not very specialized. However, they are enough for making home cooking.
If this knife were to poke into the head, immediate disfigurement would be inevitable. But it would be funny if it was nailed to the skull.
Fortunately, Heath was not that unlucky, but this also made Heath firm in his mind that this lucky potion is simply a powerful weapon and it is best to use it with caution. Otherwise, if he won the first prize next time, Heath felt that he might as well buy a cemetery for himself to lie in for the rest of his life.
"Scallion Duck, why are you cutting ice?" Heath looked at Scallion Duck with a strange expression. He didn't quite understand why Scallion Duck wanted to cut ice. Could it be that he was planning to make a fiercely iced fresh bream mountain? But that wasn't quite appropriate. To make something like that, the ice needed to be very large, at least it had to have the momentum of an iceberg . Otherwise, if it was too small, it wouldn't be suitable to be called a fiercely iced fresh bream mountain.
This piece of ice is too small. Using it to make the chilled sea bream dish will only make people laugh. At most, it can be used to chill sea bream meat.
"Scallions, scallions..." Onion Duck was a little embarrassed, but still pointed to the side. Heath looked over curiously. There was a cookbook there. It was bought by Heath for Onion Duck. There was a dessert category on it, and the word shaved ice was written on it.
Heath's mouth twitched. Oh my goodness, after all this time, he was making shaved ice. But you wouldn't use this kind of knife to make shaved ice, right? This thing is not suitable for making shaved ice, and don't they have special tools for making shaved ice?
Heath looked at his food cart and didn't see any utensils that could be used to make shaved ice. No wonder Farfetch'd thought of using a sharp knife to cut the ice.
"You have to learn to rely on the strength of your companions, Farfetch'd." Heath shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Shaved ice used to be very common, but it is less common now. On the one hand, the launch of other competing products has made shaved ice lose its market competitiveness. On the other hand, the profit of shaved ice is relatively low. It is not as good as making ice jelly. You can sell it at a high price of twenty-two Alliance coins by putting any random things in it. The decrease in market demand for shaved ice has also made the machines for making shaved ice less easy to sell.
But Heath also has his own methods.
It's rare to see Farfetch'd want to learn to cook by himself. Although it's just shaved ice, this thought is still worth encouraging. So Heath took Farfetch'd to the lounge and found Snorlax who was sleeping.
Looking at the Snorlax in front of him, Heath felt a little guilty. When he brought Snorlax out, Heath wanted Snorlax to live the life he wanted, but now Snorlax only does sleep and practice singing every day. Heath decided to find something for Snorlax to do so that Snorlax can live a more fulfilling life and not have any psychological problems.
"Snorlax." Heath pushed Snorlax's big belly, which was very soft and icy cold. Speaking of which, summer was here, and the dish that Farfetch'd was going to make today gave Heath some ideas. He could probably try to let Snorlax make shaved ice or some other cold drinks, which would make Snorlax's life more fulfilling.
It can also hone Snorlax's abilities, which can be considered another unique training method.
"?" Snorlax slowly sat up and looked at Seath with sleepy eyes. Seath looked at Snorlax's squinting eyes and couldn't help but touch his chin. If Snorlax were to play the staring game with others, it would probably make others doubt their lives. After all, Seath had no way of telling whether Snorlax had opened his eyes or not.
"Snorlax, can you play Snowflake?" Heath looked at Snorlax and asked softly. Snorlax was stunned for a moment and then nodded.
Heath had a smile on his face. It would be fine if he knew how to make shaved ice. Heath was planning to let Snorlax use the shaved ice to make a unique shaved ice, but he didn't know if it would work.
Thinking of this, Heath brought over a basin and asked Snorlax to use some fine snow on the basin. Although it was fine snow, it was actually countless tiny ice particles. However, it was still a bit rougher than the smoothie used to make shaved ice.
Heath brought Zoroark over. With Zoroark as an interpreter, communication between Heath and Snorlax would be easier.
"The big guy said that it can be put into the smallest ice, which is this one." Zoroya scratched his head and translated diligently. Originally, Zoroya didn't want to translate, but looking at Heath's eyes mixed with coercion, he gave up the idea of complaining.
"Is that so..." Heath thought, could it be that he really couldn't use Snorlax's power? But then Heath had another idea. Although Snorlax couldn't make smaller smoothies, he could use other moves to break them.
Thinking of this, Heath asked Snorlax to use a physical move, and then Snorlax directly hit it with a tile-splitting move, successfully turning those tiny ice particles into smoothies. Heath nodded with satisfaction and said that shaved ice could be made.
Heath glanced at Snorlax and decided to give this task to Snorlax from now on. As the head chef, it was impossible for Heath to do everything by himself. With Pokémon around, the process of building a team would be much easier.
"Snorlax, can you be the chef in the cold drinks department?" Heath looked at Snorlax with a smile. Snorlax's abilities were very suitable for this position.
Snorlax nodded happily. Although it didn't know what the cold drink department was, it knew that the trainer asked it to do it, and Snorlax was very happy to be able to help the trainer.
