Chapter 895: Nightmare Wine
What can super powers be used for? This question makes people feel very curious. In the past, people generally believed that super powers did not exist, but in this world, super powers really exist. Not only super-powered Pokémon, but also those powerful super-powered people. For example, Miss Nancy is a very powerful super-powered person. It is even rumored that Miss Nancy is no different from an ordinary Braveheart.
It may not seem that good, but you have to know that that's Yonjira. Ordinary people really can't be compared with these naturally powerful superpowers, so it is surprising enough that Nancy is so strong. But in fact, superpowers not only have a good performance in combat, but also more in some strange places, such as what Kirlia is doing now.
"Ms. Kirlia, please give me a glass of cold beer!" This was the request of the guest on the far left. When Kirlia heard this, a and directly filled the guest's glass. Kirlia was still holding the plate, seemingly unaffected, although her speed was a little slower.
"Miss Betty, a bottle of Nightmare Wine!" This was a call to Betty, but before Betty, the incarnation of Zoroark, could go over, a bottle of Nightmare Wine flew over, and then the money flew in front of Heath and landed safely on the counter. Zoroark blinked her eyes, and she suddenly felt that she was a waste now, with absolutely nothing she could do. There was nothing she could do about it, because Kirlia could do everything else, and there wasn't much she could do.
Moreover, Kirlia was very fast in delivering these things. No matter what they were, they were done in a short time, which made Zoroark envious. After all, she only had two hands to carry things, and could only carry two dishes at most, and she had to be careful about burning her hands. But Kirlia did not have this concern. As long as her superpowers were sufficient, Kirlia could quickly entertain the guests and arrange everything the guests requested. She was very powerful.
"Why do I feel like I'm going to be unemployed?" Zoroark muttered to himself.
Heath was watching this scene and felt that Zoroark might be unemployed. After all, Kirliao could serve as the waiter for more than a dozen waiters. Heath didn't even dare to think about what would happen when Kirliao evolved into Gardevoir. You know, although Kirliao's strength is good, it is still inferior to its final evolved form, Gardevoir. There is a big gap, so Heath is very clear about this. When Kirliao evolves into Gardevoir, his food truck will probably become a fully automatic food truck.
"Zoroark, how have the sales of Nightmare Wine been since the opening?" Heath glanced at Zoroark. The current Zoroark is like a self-taught painter who has finally been able to make some money, but then encountered the emergence of AI painters, which hit Zoroark on a large scale and made Zoroark feel autistic. But there is no way to do it. Kirlia is too strong. It can be said that if Kirlia lived in her previous life, she could probably support the operation of a large restaurant by herself. Wouldn't the capitalists be ecstatic then?
Heath had obtained Nightmare Wine before and had been hoarding it. He had now hoarded quite a bit and had finally applied for a license to sell the wine. He then put the wine on Heath's food truck and started selling it. This was not an easy task . Although Heath was a member of the Junsha family, it might be because of this that Heath encountered very strict inspections and the random inspections of the wine quality were even more cumbersome. Heath also asked a specialized company to handle the matter before it was completely settled.
No matter what world it is, it is not easy to get some qualifications. For example, in the previous life, when computers were just becoming popular and entering thousands of households, it was very difficult to apply for a business license for an Internet cafe. You either had to rely on connections or some tricks. Otherwise, it was not easy to open an Internet cafe. Of course, opening an Internet cafe is not that complicated now, but there are always some things that are troublesome and tedious.
So where there is demand, there naturally is a market, and some companies that specialize in helping others handle these matters have emerged. Heath naturally let these companies help him deal with them. Heath does not have so much time to travel around the world to deal with these things that make people feel scalp tingling. If he can pay some money to solve it, it is naturally the best choice for Heath.
After obtaining the qualification certificate, sales license and certification for the liquor, Heath can sell his own liquor in his own food truck. If he was selling liquor available on the market, it would naturally not be so troublesome, but Heath had to do it himself, so it was very troublesome, but fortunately it was finally done.
"Trainer, we have sold a total of 23 bottles of Nightmare Brew." Zoroark said happily. She felt that she was finally able to be of some use. Before, she could still guide Kirlia and teach her some things, but as Kirlia got the hang of it, Kirlia left her behind.
Heath raised his eyebrows. Twenty-three bottles? Heath didn't expect to sell so many bottles right at the beginning. You know, Heath's price for this nightmare wine is still a bit expensive. Among all the wines on the market, it can be regarded as the type that is only slightly cheaper than high-end wines. But even so, there are still so many sales, which makes Heath feel a little surprised. But then Heath began to estimate. Twenty-three bottles of wine a day, I don't know how long my wine can be supplied. The production of nightmare wine is still quite troublesome. The only good news is that Heath often travels around the world, so there is no need to worry about raising some alcoholics.
It is said that fishermen have an extremely deep obsession with fishing, but in Heath's opinion, alcoholics have the deepest obsession with alcohol, only slightly inferior to smokers and mint addicts. Some alcoholics really don't take their lives seriously and will just drink a few sips. A relative of Heath's before developed alcoholic liver disease and gastric perforation due to drinking every day. The doctor gave him many warnings, but he couldn't stop himself and successfully drank himself to death.
When Heath went to the funeral, his cousin and aunt looked calm, as if the death of the old drunkard was a relief for them. Heath was speechless.
