Chapter 91: Taste
After playing with his Pokémon for an entire afternoon, Heath returned to the dining car with Zoroark and the others who were still unsatisfied. After paying the fee at the payment machine nearby, Heath set the car to autopilot and drove towards Junsha's dormitory area.
Heath felt that his mobile food truck was easy to use and operate, and its automatic driving function was great. Heath could not find any problems with the car from the time he got it until now. If Sister Feng had not asked Heath to take a driver's license, Heath felt that he might never have to take a driver's license in his life.
In the dining car, Farfetch'd was waving a bottle of ink in front of Zoroark, which made Zoroark grimaced. Heath was a little worried that Zoroark would bite Farfetch'd's butt off today.
"Fat Onion Duck, how is your physical training going?" Heath asked Faraway Onion Duck. This was also to interrupt Faraway Onion Duck's suicidal behavior. Heath found that Faraway Onion Duck seemed to have awakened some strange habits.
I don’t know if it was because I saw what Little Adams did in the Poké Ball when I went to Little Adams’ house that day, so I did it on purpose.
"Congee~" The Farfetch'd duck called happily. Zoroark looked at the Farfetch'd duck angrily, without any intention of translating.
Heath scratched his head. It seemed that Zorolla was not in a very good mood. In this case, Zorolla probably would not help him translate in the short term. Then he could only rely on guesswork.
"You mean, you think you can do it?" Heath asked tentatively, looking at Farfetch'd, and Farfetch'd nodded very confidently.
Heath scratched his head. Farfetch'd has been exercising for two or three days. Although Heath has also been feeding Farfetch'd protein powder during this period, the exercise effect is too strong, right?
"Okay, then you try it. It's still the same tips, so I won't repeat them." Heath nodded, then gave the kitchen to Farfetch'n and watched Farfetch'n come over to make a dish of three-no-dip.
The expression of the Farfetch'd Duck did look very relaxed, but as it was doing it, Heath felt that something was wrong. Although the Farfetch'd Duck was also flipping the pan, its movements had slowed down a bit and were being performed at a fixed frequency.
Heath raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything. He just watched quietly. Soon, Farfetch'd made a delicious- looking three-no-stick dish and looked at Heath proudly.
Heath didn't say anything, but took out chopsticks and picked it up. Then the three-no-stick sauce stuck to the pot, leaving a yellow mark.
"Failed. Although you found a way to save energy, your approach won't work. The speed of tossing the pan and turning it over required for the "Three-No-Stick" dish are both to make it live up to its name." Heath shook his head, and Farfetch'd looked a little disappointed.
"But it's a good idea. As a chef you have to learn to be flexible." Heath comforted Farfetch'd with a smile, then took out the failed Three-No-Stick Duck. He still had to wash the pot.
"Fire?" Charmander came closer curiously. It had just finished its exercise, and Heath could smell the sweat on Charmander.
Pokémon also have body odor, there is nothing strange about this, just like some pet dogs have a special dog smell. The bigger the dog, the more obvious this problem is.
Fortunately, Zoroark doesn't have body odor, and Heath's Pokémon are also very hygienic Pokémon, so there is no strange smell on their bodies. This makes Heath feel a lot more relaxed. Otherwise, being surrounded by strange smells every day would be a terrible thing.
Heath had entertained a special guest before. That guest worked in a bath center and was responsible for giving guests massages and back rubs. However, the deepest impression this guest left on Heath was his Pokémon.
A monkey monster.
Monkey Monster is not uncommon, after all, this kind of Pokémon is not very rare, but the problem is that this Monkey Monster has a very strong body odor, which is very terrible.
When Heath saw the customer's monkey monster for the first time, he felt terrible. He even suspected that the monkey monster was released by the employee on purpose to stink him. Despite the strong smell of body odor, Heath still managed to finish a serving of pancake.
But Heath felt that the pancake smelled like body odor, a monkey monster limited edition pancake.
Later, Heath couldn't help but ask the owner of the monkey monster. He learned that the owner of the monkey monster had rhinitis, so he couldn't smell anything. This made Heath sigh that sometimes rhinitis does have some benefits.
As dusk approached in Changqing City, the thick fog had dissipated a lot and the streets became clearly visible. Heath could see passers-by hurrying by, occasional cars passing through the streets, and Miss Junsha riding a motorcycle.
Heath thought of the inspector he met today, Jun Shaqi, a special woman. Heath didn't know how long this inspector would stay here, but Heath had already told Sister Feng about this.
So the usually friendly and amiable Miss Junsha also became serious, each of them acted decisively and gave off an air of being difficult to approach.
Although this may seem like superficial work, if you don't even do the superficial work, then there is really no hope.
After Heath returned to the Junsha dormitory area and jumped out of the car, he looked around. He didn't see Junshaqi this time, so he guessed that the inspector had gone on a secret visit again.
After locking the door of the lounge, Heath led his Pokémon to the cafeteria. Heath was basically responsible for dinner every afternoon. At first, Heath was worried whether the cafeteria's chef would agree, but later he found that the chef had no objection to this matter.
He was even happy to see Heath do this. Heath thought that it was probably because the chef wanted to go back early to be with his family.
But as soon as he walked into the cafeteria, Heath was stunned. There was a familiar figure sitting in the cafeteria, Jun Shaqi.
The other person was sitting in the cafeteria with his chin on his hand, staring at the sky outside the window with lifeless eyes. It seemed like no one was thinking about anything. This made Heath a little puzzled. Could it be that the inspector wanted to inspect the cafeteria too?
"Sister Qian? Are you hungry? Do you plan to eat something?" Heath called softly. Jun Shaqian turned around in surprise, and when she saw that it was Heath, a smile appeared on her face.
"The cafeteria hasn't prepared the food yet, little brat. If you're hungry, go eat by yourself." Jun Shaqi waved her hand, and Heath's mouth twitched.
"I'm the chef." Heath walked over calmly.
