Chapter 912: How do Psychic Pokémon cook?
"...So, are you struggling with the question of how to teach Menghuan?" In a beautifully decorated villa, Sirona was lying on the bed, swinging her legs, and then chatting with her boyfriend on the phone with a smile.
This is a resting place prepared by the Kanto Alliance for Shirona. After all, as the champion of the Sinnoh region, Shirona deserves this treatment.
In fact, if Shirona had not refused to live in such a good place, the Kanto Alliance originally planned to let Shirona live in the best underwater hotel in Cerulean City, where there is a champion suite. The hotel room is right in the sea, very unique and beautiful, and the furniture, environment and safety are all top-notch. Even the hotel itself is very willing to let Shirona stay for free. After all, Shirona is a real champion. If she really lives there, then this champion suite will truly be a champion suite, and it can serve as a publicity tool.
But Sirona refused, which is really disappointing.
"Yeah, I thought before that Mew might have been on a whim, but even if it was really a whim, I have to find a way to deal with it these days." Heath pinched his brows in distress. He was lying on his bed, and Mew was still playing games with Zoroark outside. Heath's guidance would start the day after tomorrow, so Mew could still take a break now.
But now the one who is troubled has become Heath. After all, Heath had thought that Mew would not agree, but he did not expect that Mew would actually choose to check. This was really unexpected for Heath. But then Heath fell into distress. He had no problem teaching a human to cook, and he also had no problem teaching Farfetch'd. But Mew was a psychic Pokémon. Just by looking at its short hands, Heath knew that it was impossible to expect Mew to practice flipping the pot and the pan like himself or Farfetch'd.
After all, this is a psychedelic Pokémon, which is a very unique one among all Pokémon, so Heath's initial idea was to let Mew use his superpowers to cook, but the problem is that he has no experience in teaching psychic Pokémon to cook, so now he is a little uneasy, and Heath doesn't want to be a teacher who misleads students.
"Actually, there's nothing to worry about. Mew is a Psyche Pokémon, and Psyche Pokémon are all very smart, so you just need to tell it how to cook. Who knows, it might even give you a surprise." Shirona smiled happily. She stretched lazily, and her white and tender toes seemed to glow under the light.
Heath touched his chin. He felt that what his girlfriend said made sense. After all, Mew was a Psyche Pokémon, and there were basically no stupid Pokémon. Heath also found that he had forgotten a problem just now. Although he really couldn't teach Psyche Pokémon, he knew Mr. Code. As a veteran Psyche Pokémon, Mr. Code might be able to give him some advice.
Thinking of this, Heath's mood became much better. After chatting with Sirona and agreeing to go watch the Farfetch'd game together tomorrow, Heath hung up the phone with a smile.
"Are you going to watch the game with Shirona tomorrow? Why do I feel like I'm watching my own child's sports meet?" Heath touched his nose. He always felt that this feeling was strange , as if he and Shirona were going to attend their child's elementary school sports meet. But if they really had a child, what would the child's name be?
Heath couldn't help but fall into deep thought, but then he saw a notification pop up on his phone. It was nothing, after all, these information notifications were very normal. However, Heath, who was about to close it, discovered a small problem, which was the content of the message.
[It is reported that the famous chef in Hualan City officially confirmed today that he will participate in this cooking competition. At the same time, the chef...]
"The God of Cooking? Is that the guy from before? I don't know if he really has the talent or is just hype." Heath raised his eyebrows. If it was a celebrity or something, Heath would not care. After all, he had no interest in celebrities. But if it was the God of Cooking, it would be very interesting.
You know, Heath’s cooking skills are very good now, and with a lot of cheats, Heath doesn’t dare to call himself a god of cooking. But this man dares to call himself a god of cooking, and it seems that he is planning to participate in the competition. I don’t know what’s going on, so Heath still clicked in to take a look.
[…The Kitchen God said that the cooking competition is a formal competition. It is ridiculous for a Pokémon who has never obtained a chef qualification certificate to participate in the competition. The Kitchen God will use his superb cooking skills to let others know that cooking is not a joke. Moreover, the Kitchen God…]
Heath narrowed his eyes. Wow, is this a case of stepping on one and praising the other? But the one being stepped on is probably Farfetch'd. After all, Farfetch'd did not have a chef's license. Strictly speaking, Heath himself had not applied for one, and it was Sister Ling who helped him get it. Without a chef's license, he could not open a restaurant by himself. If Farfetch'd could help him , it would be fine. After all, Heath had a chef's license and could take in apprentices.
Heath curled his lips. This was really interesting. He wanted to see how capable this chef was.
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"Boss, the old guy finally agreed!" A staff member hung up the phone excitedly, then looked happily at the boss beside him and said.
"Well, the old guy finally agreed. But I guess he felt that there was nothing worth paying attention to among the contestants, or maybe the old bastard was eyeing the popularity of Farfalle." The man behind was the person in charge of this cooking competition. When he thought that the old bastard had finally taken the bait, the man's expression became a little excited.
He had long wanted to expose the true face of this old guy, but the other party was very good at evasion and had a lot of tricks and tactics, which made it very difficult to do so. Now he finally found an opportunity.
The man asked a subordinate to pass on a false message to the other party, that is, the cooking skills of the Farfalle Duck were very bad. In order to fool the old man, he even specially found the food of other losing contestants and put a few duck feathers on it.
In order to increase credibility, he even asked his subordinates to prepare two "internal documents". After so many inducements, the old guy was finally fooled. Hard work pays off.
