Chapter 460: The Bluebird Who Came to Buy Seafood Fried Rice
After seeing off Dialga and Miss Kazumi, Heath breathed a sigh of relief. There were fewer customers now. After all, most of the customers went to work or school. Next, Heath only had to wait for the lunch customers. During this time, Heath could also take the opportunity to study the stinky egg sauce.
Heath made it according to the method of stinky mandarin fish, but the raw materials were changed from mandarin fish to eggs, peeled eggs. After placing them in Dialga's seasoning jar, Heath also set a time of seven days. When he took it out, Heath smelled a rotten egg smell. It smelled very stinky. The eggs still looked white, but Heath fell into deep thought about the question of whether this thing was edible.
"Oh my God, Trainer, are you cooking shit?" Zoroark covered his nose. The smell was simply too overpowering. Moreover, Zoroark was a fox Pokémon with a very good sense of smell. Now Zoroark felt like he was about to suffocate.
"Don't talk nonsense, my taste is... uh... not that strong." Heath wiped the corner of his mouth. He had to admit that this taste was really unacceptable. It had a unique stench of rotten eggs. Heath was resistant to this thing. He was physically and mentally unable to accept such a unique food. However, looking at the rotten eggs in front of him and his own task requirements, Heath still made a bitter face and slowly spread the eggs. As a result, the yolk inside was completely rotten, and the yellowish-brown water flowed on Heath's hand. The rich smell hit Heath's nose directly.
During the long process of evolution, humans have some things imprinted in their genes, such as when they smell foul-smelling food, they know that it 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. Now he had to wash his hands.
"This rotten egg smells bad, but when can we eat it is still a question." Heath touched his chin. The first attempt was a failure. It has to be said that luck is sometimes very important, just like the person who invented the stinky mandarin fish, who unknowingly created a famous dish. In Heath's opinion, his idea of stinky egg sauce may be right, but seven days is too long. Heath thinks that the time may need to be shortened.
"Bu Ling~" Suddenly a clear and ethereal sound interrupted Heath's idea of continuing the experiment. He looked up in confusion, and then saw that there was a new guest in his dining car. However, this guest was not an ordinary human, but a Pokémon.
With white cloud-like wings, a green body, and cute little eyes, Heath recognized the identity of this Pokémon at first glance: Tanabata. Its evolved form, Tanabata, is a dragon-attribute Pokémon. It has a beautiful appearance and, most importantly, a very pleasant voice. It is a very popular Pokémon.
The Qixi Bluebird even has the title of a singing diva. Heath knows that there is a very famous singer named Qixi Bluebird. Her albums are always a big hit and she can be called a superstar.
Heath looked at the bluebird in front of him blankly. He even looked behind the bluebird, but didn't see any human figure, let alone a trainer following the bluebird. So what was going on with this bluebird?
"Hello, a plate of seafood fried rice. Not spicy and not too salty." A human voice suddenly came from the bluebird. Heath was even more confused. The bluebird flew straight in front of Heath, then puffed out its little chest. Heath saw a small pocket. Heath opened it puzzledly, and then found a small recorder, and a twenty-dollar and a five-dollar Alliance currency bill.
"Hello, one serving of seafood fried rice. Not spicy, not too salty." The blue bird pecked at the small recorder again, and then the same voice rang out again. Heath's mouth twitched. Oh my goodness, is this blue bird here to help others buy things? This reminded Heath of the people in his previous life who went out to buy food for themselves with drones or other things. These people are really...
Heath took out the money, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Twenty-five Alliance coins for seafood fried rice, not more, not less, but it was enough to make a plate of seafood fried rice. However, Heath was more curious about who the owner of the blue bird was. Could it be a guest of his in Deep Gray City? But Heath had no impression of it. After all, Heath didn't know any guests in Deep Gray City.
But this did not hinder Heath's business. Seafood fried rice is very simple to make, and the customer's requirements are very clear: it doesn't want to be spicy, but not too salty. In other words, you can put some salt, but not too much. Although Heath doesn't know what the customer's specific taste is, it is still quite easy to make the dish.
Heath simply cut some seafood ingredients he bought today. Actually, there wasn't much, after all, Heath hadn't planned to cook seafood today, but there were still some squid tentacles and the like. After a while, a simple seafood fried rice was made by Heath and put into the lunch box. Then Heath added a small portion of pickles, and then served the prepared seafood fried rice to the bluebird.
"Little guy, can you fly?" Heath asked the bluebird. Heath remembered that the bluebird seemed to weigh only about one kilogram, while this box of fried rice weighed 800 grams.
The bluebird chirped, then flew away with the fried rice in its mouth. It flew very steadily, and Heath finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, I'm good at math." Heath stretched lazily. Once when Heath went to buy vegetables, he met a weird boss. The boss swore to Heath that 500 grams is equal to one kilogram. Later, Heath found out that the boss was asked by the original boss to help him for a day. Wow, this is simply a typical black-hearted businessman.
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"Huh? Mianmian, did you take the wrong road?" On the other side of Deep Gray City, a girl was lying on her bed. She looked at the box of fried rice in her hand with confusion. There was no logo of the restaurant she often ate on it.
"Ling~" The bluebird made a crisp call. The girl flicked her Pokémon's little head, feeling both amused and helpless. Then she opened the lunch box and smelled a rich fragrance. The fragrance so good that it instantly increased the girl's appetite.
The girl happily supported herself on the bed with her hands and slowly moved to the edge of the bed.
"It smells so good, it must be delicious, right?"
