There were plenty of delicious foods, and plenty that Heath himself loved, but even his favorite food would disgust him if he had to eat it every day. Before he had transmigrated, back when he was in elementary school in his previous life, he had once casually told his father that he liked the seaweed buns sold at a market. The result was that he ate seaweed buns for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for a whole week. He had eaten so many that he nearly threw up, and afterward, just seeing seaweed buns made him shudder.
It was precisely because of this that Heath had learned what it meant to have too much of a good thing. It had been a painful lesson.
Besides, he knew his own buns. The crab roe soup dumplings tasted great, but people would get sick of them if they ate them for too long. Right now, Heath was simply riding a wave, just like the instant noodle diners that had briefly been all the rage in his previous life. So many people had seen that wave and invested, hoping to achieve financial freedom, only to lose everything when the hype died down and the customers disappeared.
The crab roe soup dumplings were attracting a lot of attention now. Some of those people might never have eaten at Heath's place before and had only come for the wildly popular Farfetch'd. Once the hype faded, sales of the crab roe soup dumplings would naturally drop. With others joining in to grab a share of the profits, holding on to his market share would be difficult. Heath figured he might as well continue his journey and visit Ash in Pallet Town.
"You really are calm about it. If it were me, I'd have taken the opportunity to