Chapter 516: Popular Zoroark
"Snorlax, I'm going to buy some oranges. You just stay here and don't move." Seath patted Snorlax's big belly seriously. Snorlax looked at Seath blankly. It didn't quite understand what this sentence meant , but it understood the word "don't move", so Snorlax just lay down and started to sleep. It has a special hobby for sleeping.
Zoroark looked at Heath strangely. She always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with what Heath said, but she couldn't tell what the problem was. She could only ignore it for the time being and followed Heath out. Zoroark had recently become interested in housewife life such as buying groceries. Heath thought it might be because she had read some books like "As a housewife, it's normal for me to easily fight the devil and save the world with a spatula."
I have to say that the people in the Pokémon world have quite a lot of imagination. When Heath is free, he likes to read various novels written by people in this world, which is also a unique experience.
"Now that the oranges are bought, the next step is to buy some ingredients for dinner." Heath quickly bought a large bag of oranges, which were for making lettuce. The next step was to buy some other ingredients. I have to say that it is still good to come here in the morning. There are a lot of fresh ingredients at this time, and the quality is relatively high. However, Heath saw a very distinctive store.
"What are they selling here... huh? Rice wine." Heath looked at the busy boss in front of him, and then looked at the jars he placed in front of him. Heath knew what this boss did. The rich aroma of rice wine was still very appetizing.
This kind of rice wine is not ordinary rice wine, but sweet white wine. It is not very intoxicating and is suitable for all ages. However, the business of this boss is so good that there are a lot of people queuing up. Heath also lined up behind him out of curiosity. Heath wanted to see how delicious the sweet white wine was that could attract so many people to line up. After all, he always believed in the judgment of foodies.
Foodies are magical creatures. If something tastes good, it tastes good; if something tastes bad, it tastes bad. If you ask a real foodie where the food is delicious, he will definitely introduce you to many hidden restaurants. You don’t have to worry about being cheated by those deceptive food anchors. After all, those people have completely different faces when they take money and when they don’t.
Heath has always felt that these people's face-changing skills could be published in a textbook, and it would be a real loss if it wasn't. It could be called a modern version of a literary work.
"Trainer, do we have to queue?" Betty, who was transformed by Zoroark, attracted everyone's attention as soon as she entered the vegetable market. If she hadn't been following Heath, someone would probably come over to ask for her contact information.
"Well , what? Do you want to help queue?" Heath looked at Zoroark with a smile. Farfetch'd couldn't queue, and Charmeleon was even worse. But Zoroark could.
After all, Zoroark can communicate with others and looks like a girl, so it's not a problem. It's possible that the boss saw that Zoroark is cute and gave Zoroark more sweet liquor. This world is so realistic. The more beautiful and handsome you are, the more preferential treatment you will get.
When Heath was in school, he would always get a little more rice than others when he went to the cafeteria to get food. Although this was also due to Heath's sweet mouth, he would always call the aunties "sister" and make them laugh.
"Hehe, if you give me fifty Alliance coins, I'll consider it~" Although Zoroark is now in the appearance of Betty , Heath always felt that he seemed to see the tail behind Zoroark swinging there.
However, Seath was quite happy to give fifty Alliance Coins to save himself the trouble of queuing, so he gave Zoroark fifty Alliance Coins, and then gave her two hundred Alliance Coins. Seath planned to buy sweet white wine worth two hundred Alliance coins, and then take Farfetch'd to buy other ingredients.
When Heath returned to the place where the liquor was sold, he saw Zoroark standing there in a daze with a big bag of sweet liquor in his hand. Just when Heath was about to go over, a boy with a red face walked up quickly and said something to Zoroark. Heath was a little curious, but before Heath could go over, Zoroark saw him.
"Honey, I bought some sweet white wine~" Heath almost choked himself to death. This slutty vixen could come up with new ideas all day long. The boy next to him walked away disappointed, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Heath was full of envy, jealousy and hatred. Heath looked at Zoroark who came over and took his arm with a smile and shook his head.
"Forget it, let's go. It's time to go back and rest." Heath yawned. His shop only opens in the evening, so he can choose to go back to his home to rest during the day and study how to cook lettuce.
"And about that clue..." Heath looked in the direction of the Pokémon Tower. He had not forgotten the clue. He would go over there and see what Pokémon was worth recommending.
Heath hummed a happy tune, then drove his Pokémon back to his home in Lavender Town. This place was close to the Pokémon Tower. As soon as Heath entered, he found that some advertisements had been stuffed into his home.
"There are also agents?" Heath scratched his head as he looked at the various rental and sale information above.
Although Heath would definitely continue traveling and he couldn't stay in Lavender Town forever, he still didn't plan to rent out the house. After all, Heath had seen many bad tenants, so Heath thought it would be more troublesome for him to keep it for himself.
Renting a house is never a unilateral choice made by the tenant. The landlord also needs to keep his eyes open, otherwise the arguments can be very annoying.
Instead of renting out the house and having to evaluate others and sign a contract, Heath thought it would be better to live there alone. Even if Heath wanted to continue traveling in the future, he could just lock up the house and have someone clean it regularly.
"But these people come so quickly. I've only been back for a few days and they've already come to my door." Heath looked at the business cards and various advertisements handed over by the agents, shook his head, and threw them all into the trash can.
"Then the next thing is to deal with the lettuce. Stir-fry the lettuce with oranges... Well, it always feels weird." Heath looked at the lettuce in his hand. He finally had to make dark cuisine.
