Heath rubbed his hands together. After the morning rush, his food truck had quieted down somewhat, but fortunately, the spot he had secured was a prime location. There was plenty of foot traffic here, and business went fairly smoothly, which had considerably increased the amount of ingredients he bought each day.
"Lava Eel... is this stuff really that expensive?" Heath looked at his phone in surprise. Earlier, he had asked Director Fox, the blogger with extensive connections, who said that the last documented Lava Eel auction had taken place in the Galar Region. A wealthy person there had bought the eel for the hefty price of two hundred thousand.
Two hundred thousand. The figure left Heath a little dumbfounded, but it also made him even more interested in Lava Eel. Heath felt that once he had cooked it, selling it for two hundred and ten thousand should be easy enough. After all, the chef's labor had to be factored in too.
Two hundred and ten thousand was no small sum, but thinking of the Indigo League real estate company he had seen when he went out that morning, Heath felt much calmer. After all, given housing prices in the Indigo League, two hundred and ten thousand would probably buy only a little over one square meter. It really could not be considered an exorbitant price; it would not even buy a parking space.
Just as Heath was letting his mind wander, wondering how many Lava Eels he would have to sell to buy a bathroom at the Indigo League headquarters, he noticed that a customer seemed to have arrived in front of his food truck.
"Welcome. What would you like to eat?" Heath looked up with a smile, then saw that the customer before him was an Alakazam.
Heath paused.