Heath paused, but still nodded. These pig trotters were not particularly complicated to make. The most complicated part was braising them in spiced stock. Once braised, they could sit for a while without much trouble, as long as the weather was not especially hot.
"Thank you. Is your Pokémon a Farfetch'd?" Cynthia asked curiously when she spotted Farfetch'd standing beside Heath, tossing a wok.
Cynthia had met plenty of Pokémon Trainers of all kinds, but this really was her first time seeing an unusual Pokémon like Farfetch'd. Although Farfetch'd were very rare Pokémon, their lackluster strength meant that not many people were willing to raise them. Most of the time, Farfetch'd were kept under protection as protected animals.
"Yes. Farfetch'd was my first Pokémon, and he's very interested in becoming a chef, too." Heath smiled. Grilling the pig trotters would take a while, and Mr. Giovanni had stepped aside to look at his phone without interrupting Cynthia and Heath's conversation.
Cynthia nodded thoughtfully. For some reason, she kept feeling that Heath's Farfetch'd was somewhat special. Still, a Farfetch'd that dreamed of becoming a chef was already special enough. After all, Farfetch'd were Pokémon that had been eaten into protected status because they tasted so good.
Cynthia did not dwell on it for long before turning her gaze to the grilled pig trotters Heath was preparing. The dark-colored trotters gave off an appetizing aroma as they roasted over the charcoal. While busy preparing Cynthia's grilled trotters, Heath also had to serve the customers who kept arriving for meals.
Fortunately, no one realized that the girl standing in front of Heath was Cynthia. Otherwise, Heath thought she might draw a surging crowd. This also had something to do with Cynthia having only recently become Champion. Once she had held the title for