Although Heath had previously considered trying to make Corydalis Flowers directly into Flower Cakes, after several private attempts, he discovered that the task was far more difficult than he had imagined. The smell of the Corydalis Flowers had tormented him for a long time, but he still had not found a suitable way to deal with their peculiar fragrance. This left Heath deep in thought. He began to wonder whether there was something slightly wrong with his method.
"I can't use the golden finger's power, either. Otherwise, it would be pretty easy. But if I found a Psychic-type Pokémon..." Heath rubbed his chin. He thought the idea might work. After all, Psychic-type Pokémon could do many things. If one could help him, perhaps he could try erasing the fragrance from the Corydalis Flowers. Heath was not particularly confident that it would actually work, but it was a method, at least.
Heath decided to ask Mr. Cord once he returned to Pallet Town and see whether he had a way. If Mr. Cord could do it, Heath could treat the Corydalis Flowers as ordinary flowers without any fragrance, and the difficulty would drop considerably. After all, the hardest part of this task was the smell of the Corydalis Flowers.
Watching Mr. Luodan eat his hot dog over there, Heath yawned again. In Heath's opinion, Pallet Town was pretty good in every way. Its biggest problem was that the pace of life was very slow, and there were very few people here. Heath felt that "laid-back" was probably a good way to describe the people here.
"Heath! Huh? Heath, how did your place get bigger?" An excited voice rang out. Heath did not even need to look to know who had arrived. After all, there was probably only one person in Pallet