"Business seems to be doing very well, Heath." Miss Lennai had finished her Chicken Soup Rice, but throughout the meal, what concerned her most was Heath's business. There were so many customers that business was extraordinarily good, almost absurdly so. She had just done some mental arithmetic, and Heath had already brought in quite a lot of money this morning alone.
But Lennai had heard from Cynthia that Heath was a traveling chef who would not stay in any one city for very long. That made her curious: after earning so much money in Pewter City, would Heath still move on to the next town?
"People like it." Heath chuckled as he washed his pots, bowls, and utensils. With school and work starting, he had fewer customers now, and even Zoroark could take the opportunity to rest. Still, Charmeleon was probably the most exhausted today, since he also had to help Heath cook. Some young customers had ordered grilled skewers and the like. Heath had no idea how these little ones knew he sold skewers, but he had welcomed them warmly all the same.
Heath had also considered making some shaved ice or something similar, but then he remembered how Ada had eaten something icy immediately after something hot last time and nearly suffered utter public humiliation on the spot. He could only abandon that tempting plan.
Generally speaking, the human body was more accustomed to warm things than cold ones. After strenuous exercise in the height of summer, no matter how thirsty someone was, the best choice was still to drink warm water slowly, in small sips. Drinking ice water could cause a whole series of problems; even sudden death in a healthy young person was not impossible.
Miss Lennai watched Heath curiously. Honestly, this was the first time