Heath felt he had fallen from grace. He had only just been thinking that he absolutely could not use Pokémon as ingredients, yet now that he had eaten a Combusken leg, he actually thought it was delicious and wanted another. He did not know whether to laugh or cry. Still, thinking about how these Combusken were specially bred, he grew more at ease. After all, these Combusken were specially bred, just like the chicken breeds back on Earth in his previous life, except that this breed was a little more unusual and tasted a little better. There was nothing wrong with eating it. The League was very strict: any Combusken that exceeded the standards for food use would be sent away. In fact, this screening process began when they were still Torchic. Only Torchic that perfectly met the standards for consumption would be raised into Combusken for food, so Heath did not need to feel any particular psychological burden.
"This chicken leg really does taste good, and the portion is generous too. One leg would be enough to fill an adult up, given how much it weighs. It's just that the cost is a bit of a problem if I'm going to serve it to customers." Heath rubbed his chin. This Combusken really did taste excellent. Even prepared this way, it was delicious. The only problem was that the cost was too high, so the price could not be very low.
A single chicken leg would have to sell for several hundred, perhaps even over a thousand to turn a profit. That really was not something ordinary people could afford, not to mention the premium Combusken legs. Yet even a non-premium, perfectly ordinary leg would cost more than an average family could afford. The price of one Combusken leg might