"Hm? You mean the Welfare Home in Viridian City? I thought you'd forgotten all about that. Why are you suddenly asking?" Sister Feng's curious voice came through the phone. Heath felt a little helpless. Sister Feng probably hadn't expected him to remember the Welfare Home in Viridian City, but that was understandable. Ever since he had received his Golden Finger and begun traveling, Heath hadn't returned to Viridian City in a long time. Naturally, his busy days had buried the Welfare Home deep in his memories. This time, though, Heath really did have something serious to do.
"Here's the thing, Sister Feng. I've had a novel idea. Maybe we could..." Heath briefly explained his idea. He had to admit that in any world, whether his previous world or this world of Pokémon, one thing remained the same: people needed to eat. The saying that food was the people's foremost necessity remained just as true. In this world, the food industry was actually the most enduring business of all. After all, even Trainers as strong as Lance or Cynthia needed to eat.
After hearing Heath out, Sister Feng fell silent. Heath could still hear the tapping of a keyboard, but he wasn't in any particular hurry. Sister Feng was certainly still working at this hour, and she was probably using her computer to record what he had just said. That was her habit. As she put it, even silently committing something to memory was no substitute for recording it on a computer or paper. Heath thought she had a point. His previous world had also had a saying about how even the best memory was no match for a worn-out pen.
"How feasible is it? What are the costs? The profits? How do you intend to structure the partnership?" Sister Feng