My Restaurant in the Pokémon World
Chapter 913

Twenty-four years old, a chef

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"Here's the thing. I once heard of a very old cooking method. It's quite unusual, and it originally came from Vermilion City in Kanto. Back then, Vermilion City wasn't Vermilion City yet, just an ordinary little town. When the people there prepared food whose own flavor was already exceptionally delicious, they would use this method," Giovanni told Heath earnestly. He didn't know much about cooking methods from other regions, but he did know about Vermilion City, because his father had once been one of its residents.

Heath blinked. This cooking method really was unique, and it really was something that could only be done in the Pokémon world. After all, in his previous life, he couldn't possibly have casually pulled out a Cloyster shell, put seafood inside it, and then had a Fire-type Pokémon use Fire Blast to roast it, could he?

"This method... is rather interesting. It sounds like enclosed roasting?" Heath rubbed his chin. He had to admit that this approach really was very interesting. He knew Cloyster, of course: Shellder's evolved form. Its strength was pretty decent, though people often raised Cloyster mainly to pass down one of its moves. But even setting that move aside, Cloyster was actually a very powerful Pokémon. Most importantly, as a marine Pokémon, its shells weren't hard to obtain. Getting them could be described as easy.

They were readily available at the market. Finding a Fire-type Pokémon that also knew a move like Fire Blast might be rather troublesome for an ordinary chef, but it was easy for Heath, because Charizard met the requirements perfectly. So Heath quickly purchased Cloyster shells through the Psyduck Merchant Guild and called Charizard over.

Giovanni looked at the exceptionally muscular Charizard before him and couldn't help smacking his lips. Heath might have been a chef,

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