Technically, Squirtle wasn't the pioneer of "stone cuisine."
Human society had come up with stunts like this long ago: grilled bamboo skewers, stones tossed in sauce. Novelty was the whole point, followed by getting people to try savoring the seasonings.
As for whether any of it would sell, in theory, the way to profit was to turn the attention into livestream views.
While Squirtle stayed in the kitchen licking stones, Xin Mu went out to the backyard to check on the packages he had mailed home earlier.
"Regirock, have you seen the packages? They should have arrived three days ago."
"Regi."
Xin Mu searched the backyard twice without finding the packages, but according to the tracking information and the courier's photo, they should have been delivered.
Seeing Xin Mu searching for the boxes, Regirock raised an arm and pointed toward the nearby burrow where Sylveon's family lived, signaling for him to look there.
A little bell sat at the entrance to the burrow. Xin Mu picked it up and rang it, the equivalent of knocking on Sylveon's front door.
Sylveon had found the bell while wandering outside and brought it home, essentially copying the doorbell outside Xin Mu's house. If their habits hadn't been different, Sylveon's family might even have installed a front door.
A response soon came from inside the burrow. Sylveon poked a head out, saw that Xin Mu had returned, then went back inside and dragged the packages out.
Following Xin Mu's instructions, the courier had placed the packages right beside Regirock. Regirock was supposed to serve as their security guard.
However, there had been a little rain the day before yesterday. Not wanting the packages to get wet, Sylveon had dragged them into the burrow for safekeeping.
The burrow Sylveon's family had dug was carefully designed,