Chapter 645 Guests in the Service Area
Just as Heath had thought, this traffic jam did not last too long, and the road ahead soon returned to normal. However, since the traffic jam lasted for a while, it would take some time to get back to the original speed. But Heath was not very anxious. He had been thinking about making some lunch boxes to sell during the traffic jam, but now that there was no traffic jam, Heath gave up this idea.
"Speaking of which, I should probably clean up those rotating hot pots." Heath yawned, then returned to his restaurant area from the cab. He was ready to clean up the rotating hot pots in front of him. Heath did not intend to use rotating hot pots as his main business model. Although rotating hot pots were simple to operate and surprisingly profitable, Heath always felt that something was missing compared to his usual way of doing business.
So after leaving Baidai City, Heath planned to clean up these things and arrange them back to his original appearance. However, although the restaurant was upgraded this time, Miss Nami did not bring the tables and chairs, so Heath needed to customize them when he arrived in Vermilion City. This was not a big problem. In fact, customizing the furniture was quite simple for Heath. It was not too difficult and he just needed to spend money.
As for the revolving dining table and the accompanying pots, pans, and other items, Heath has already thought about their future destination. He plans to put them all in his storage room, and take them out again in the future if he plans to start the revolving hot pot business again. As for the small pots and plates for serving dishes, they are simple to use and can be washed.
By the time Heath finished cleaning the restaurant's revolving table, an hour had passed. Heath clapped his hands and looked at the empty restaurant with satisfaction. Now he could wait to arrive in Vermilion buy the tables and chairs he needed, and then add table mats and other things, and then the food truck could start business.
After solving the problem of tables and chairs, Heath returned to the driver's cab and looked at the endless stream of traffic in front of him. He glanced at his mobile phone and it was almost time to prepare lunch. Thinking of this, Heath drove the food truck to a service area. After parking, Heath made lunch for his Pokémon. Just after he finished his meal, Heath heard a knock on the door.
Heath opened the door of the dining car puzzled, and then saw a man in casual clothes standing in front of him and looking at him embarrassedly. Heath scratched his head. He didn't know who the man in front of him was. Heath remembered that he had never seen this man before. This man looked very bookish, like a weak scholar. If Heath had seen him, he should have a deep impression of him.
"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" Heath asked the man in front of him. He had asked the staff here when he just came in. The service area does not prohibit parking RVs and cooking here. This is quite good. When Heath rented a car for self-driving tour before, some service areas did not allow RVs to park. Even if it was allowed, they required the people in the RVs to get off and stay in their hotels. They were not allowed to cook and were required to eat in restaurants. In fact, to put it bluntly, they just wanted to make more money. Heath was quite annoyed by this, but there were no such problems in the world of Pokémon.
So Heath was unexpectedly happy, and the man in front of him was definitely not a staff member of the service area.
"Hello, I would like to ask if you have any food for sale? My daughter is a little greedy." The man in front of him smiled embarrassedly. Heath was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that when he came to the service area, someone would come to him to buy food. The problem is, doesn't the service area have a dining area?
"It's like this, my daughter wants to eat puffs, but the service area here doesn't provide them." The man seemed to see Heath's confusion, so he hurriedly explained. Heath scratched his head. He always had his own sign hanging on his food truck, Heath's Kitchen, so it was not surprising that this man came to his door. It's just that Heath didn't know if he received this family in this way, would it make the staff in the service area unhappy?
Although the staff at the service area didn't mind Heath stopping to rest and cook, if he competed with them for customers...
"The chef over there told us that they don't have it, so they suggested that we try our luck here. The chef said that he had seen your food truck on TV before." The man continued, and he resolved Heath's confusion. Heath did not continue to worry about it, but asked the man to go back and ask his family to come for dinner. The man happily handed over a business card and introduced his name.
"Dr. Sakuragi?" Heath looked at the business card in his hand and raised his eyebrows. Wow, he is actually a Pokémon doctor and even seems to have his own research institute. However, the name Sakuragi sounded familiar to Heath. He always felt that he seemed to have heard of this name before, but Heath himself couldn't remember whether he had heard of it specifically or not. He just had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
After a while, Dr. Sakuragi came up with a woman and two children. Heath took a look at them and found that they were a family of four. However, as a doctor with his own research institute, it should not be a problem for him to support a family of four.
"Since I haven't officially started business yet, I won't say anything polite. Dr. Sakuragi, what would you like to eat?" Heath glanced at the people in front of him and had that strange sense of déjà vu again. Heath couldn't understand where this sense of déjà vu came from, but it did give Heath a feeling that he seemed to have seen them somewhere before, which was very strange.
"Excuse me, Mr. Heath, I'd like an omelette rice." Dr. Sakuragi smiled politely. Heath nodded and took note of it.
"I want a puff! And... and an omelette rice!" The girl also raised her hand immediately.
"Hello, I want to eat... something crispy..." The little boy smiled embarrassedly.
"Oh, excuse me, Mr. Heath. I'd like to have some fried rice. It would be even better if you could provide soup." The woman also smiled gently.
