Afterwards, the three of them sent Slowpoke back to the town.
Dozens of Slowpoke were lined up, walking slowly, still looking smart.
Some of them even stopped on the road, then sat down and started to stare blankly, completely ignoring their companions queuing up behind them.
Maizie had to push them forward gently like driving ducks. "Let's go, let's go, don't stop, how about we go home and stay in a daze?"
"Yeah~Duo~"
Those Slowpoke moved a few steps, then stopped again and continued to be in a daze.
Yushu looked at this scene and suddenly felt that the Slowpoke he had conquered might be quite diligent.
At least it will take the initiative to come to you.
When the people in the town learned that Slowbro was disguised as Team Rocket, they all regretted it and clapped their thighs, saying that they had been deceived.
A gray-haired old man beat his chest and stamped his feet.
"Ouch! I really thought the god Slowpoke appeared, and I even kowtowed to it three times!"
Another grandma also echoed.
"Who says it's not the case! I even told my old man that if I could see the God of Slowpoke in my life, it would be worth my while to die! It turned out to be a fake!"
"These damn Team Rockets! They even lied to Slowpoke! They have no conscience anymore!"
After the villagers vented their feelings, they gathered around to thank Yushu.
"Young man, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, Slowpoke in our town would have suffered!"
Yushu waved his hand quickly. "It should be done, it's just a little effort."
"What a simple effort! You are our benefactor Azalea Town!"
"Yes, yes! When you come to our town from now on, all food and drinks are included!"
"What's the young man's name? Yushu? What a good name! You will be our friend Azalea Town from now on!"
"He looks energetic and looks like a promising kid!"
Yushu was a little embarrassed to be praised, and had a polite yet embarrassed smile on his face.
"Oh my, Bugsy, the owner of the hall, really deserves his reputation! Scizor is so majestic!"
"The owner of Bugsy is young and promising, and he is the pride of Johto Region!"
"Yes, yes, with the owner of Bugsy here, we Azalea Town can rest assured!"
Bugsy felt better after hearing these compliments.
Although the process has some twists and turns, the result is always good.
Maizie was also surrounded by villagers.
"Maizie, this girl has grown up, and she knows how to protect Slowpoke!"
"As expected of Mr. Kurt's granddaughter, she is responsible!"
Maizie's face turned red after being praised, and he shyly hid behind Yushu, with only half of his head exposed:
"It's all the credit of brother Yushu and brother Bugsy. I just helped a little bit..."
"Hey, don't be modest! If you hadn't discovered it in time, we would still be kept in the dark!"
"That's right! Maizie is also a little hero!"
Maizie's face turned redder.
However, the villagers were so enthusiastic that Yushu and the others finally escaped from them and returned to Mr. Kurt's wooden house.
As soon as he entered the door, Yushu slumped down on the chair and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Oh my god, the people are so enthusiastic. Is this the power of the people?"
Bugsy also looked like he was surviving a disaster and wiped the sweat from his forehead:
"I have been a gym leader for two years, and this is the first time I have been surrounded by so many people praising me. I feel more tired than playing in a gym competition."
Maizie was very energetic and jumped into the house:
"Grandpa! We are back!"
Mr. Kurt was sitting in front of the workbench, building a semi-finished Poké Ball, and raised his head when he heard the noise.
"Why is it so slow to come back? Did something happen?"
Several people explained the situation to Mr. Kurt.
After hearing this, Mr. Kurt laughed and said:
"Well done! Those Team Rocket dared to catch Slowpoke. Next time I encounter them, I have to use a hammer to crack them up!"
Yushu looked at the hammer and swallowed.
When the hammer goes down, it will turn blue and purple!
Mr. Kurt walked up to Yushu and patted his shoulder with such force that Yushu felt like his shoulders were about to collapse:
"Yushu boy, you are very good! You are worthy of being the student of that guy Rowan, you have strength and courage!"
As expected of a blacksmith, he's so energetic... Yushu rubbed the painful shoulder and said modestly, "You're so polite, it's all thanks to everyone's hard work."
Mr. Kurt looked at Bugsy again. "Bugsy is not bad, he is a qualified museum owner."
"Thank you Mr. Kurt for the compliment."
Bugsy smiled a little reluctantly when he heard this.
He also works very hard, okay? Why are the words of praise so short?
Returning to the topic, Mr. Kurt picked up the Apricorn Fruit he brought back and walked towards the fire making room in the inner room:
"Maizie, you greet the two brothers here, I will build Poké Ball inside."
After saying that, he walked into the building room.
Dang! Dang!
Soon, the sound of clanging iron was heard inside.
The three of them just stared at each other, sitting in the living room, listening to the sound of blacksmithing, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Yushu was the first to break the silence:
"Are you hungry?"
Maizie nodded immediately, and his stomach grumbled cooperatively:
"I'm hungry! I've been hungry for a long time!"
Bugsy also looked at Yushu with some suspicion:
"You're not good at cooking, are you?"
How can a person who works on a farm know everything?
"Understand a little bit."
Yushu smiled modestly, stood up, and rolled up his sleeves. "I happen to be in a good mood today, so I want to show you my hand."
Maizie's eyes lit up, like a dog that heard the dinner bell, pulling Yushu and ran to the kitchen:
"Yushu Brother, come with me! The kitchen is over here!"
Yushu was pulled into the kitchen by Maizie and started to operate.
The sound of stir-frying vegetables, the sound of soup boiling, and the crisp sound of ingredients being put into the pot soon resounded in the kitchen, intertwined with the steady sound of forging iron in the forge room next door, unexpectedly harmonious and healing.
An hour later, four dishes and one soup were served.
Hot and sour potato shreds, garlic lettuce, squirrel mandarin fish, and Gongjin popped eggs covered in sauce!
The last soup is seaweed and egg drop soup.
The color is bright, the aroma is fragrant, and just looking at it will make you want to eat.
Bugsy's nose moved, and his Adam's apple moved up and down Rollout.
It looks a bit delicious.
At this time, Mr. Kurt had just completed the preliminary forging. He walked out of the forging room and was stunned for a moment when he saw a table of dishes:
"Huh? Who did this?"
"Yushu brother made it!"
Maizie announced proudly, with pride written all over her little face, as if she had done it herself.
Yushu smiled slightly, "I just made a few home-cooked dishes, not worth mentioning."
Bugsy on the side was picking up the dishes silently.
Here it comes again! Here we are again, looking so calm and harmless to humans and animals!
You have to be the one to fill the cup!
Mr. Kurt sat down, picked up a piece of squirrel mandarin fish with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and praised repeatedly:
"Yeah! Not bad! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with just the right amount of sour and sweet. Yushu boy, you can open a restaurant with your cooking skills!"
He said, picked up another chopstick, and nodded repeatedly after eating.
Maizie on the side has already turned on the dry rice mode, holding a small spoon, scooping out a large piece of Gongjin's fried egg with rich sauce, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
The golden fluffy eggs wrapped in the fragrant sauce exploded in the mouth instantly. The little girl's eyebrows instantly turned into crescents, and she cheered vaguely:
"It's delicious! A hundred hunks! A hundred hunks!"
"Yushu brother, can you come to our house to cook often from now on?"
Yushu smiled and touched her head:
"Okay, as long as you don't mind it."
Bugsy Although he was very reluctant to admit it, he still silently picked up one chopstick after another.
He originally wanted to criticize a few words to save his last face, but his words were too honest and he couldn't stop at all.
This guy's cooking is really delicious.
He comforted himself in his heart while eating.
This is not to praise him, I am just tasting the delicious food.
Yes, that's right, that's it!
In this way, all the dishes on the table were eaten, and even the soup was used by Bugsy to mix with the rice.
Operation CD!
Mr. Kurt leaned back on the chair, with satisfaction written on his face:
"I haven't had such a comfortable meal in a long time."
He looked at Yushu with even more admiration.
He has strength, knows how to cook, and has a good mind.
If Maizie wasn't still young, he would have wanted to betroth his granddaughter to this boy.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Kurt stood up and walked into the forging room again. "You guys sit down while I do the final finishing work."
Yushu followed curiously, wanting to see the production process of Poké Ball.
In the forging room, the fire was burning brightly, and the orange-red flames danced in the furnace, emitting scorching heat.
Mr. Kurt stood in front of the stove, grabbed the slender iron tongs, and pinched out a red Apricorn from the mouth of the fire cellar.
One time quenching, two times fine hammering, three times polishing!
Apricorn's whole body was red and transparent at the moment, and it was in an extremely high temperature state. Its surface looked like molten glass, emitting astonishing heat.
Tsk...!
As Mr. Kurt put them into a bucket of water-like liquid, there was a sharp high-pitched sound, and thick water mist and steam spread.
The red light on Apricorn's body gradually dissipated, finally revealing his true appearance.
It was a round and smooth Poké Ball, with a light metallic luster on the surface.
Yushu was fascinated by it and couldn't help but admire:
"It's amazing. The hand-forged texture cannot be reproduced by a machine!"
Mr. Kurt smiled, but the movements of his hands did not stop:
"It doesn't matter. Practice makes perfect. I have been working hard for most of my life. If you don't even have this ability, it would be too embarrassing."
In this way, all Poké Ball are completed.
Mr. Kurt picked up a green Poké Ball, weighed it in his hand, and nodded with satisfaction:
"The texture of this Friend Ball today is very good. Bugsy, you are a winner."
Bugsy took Poké Ball, looked at it carefully, and looked happy. "Thank you Uncle Kurt!"
Although the process was a bit tortuous, I finally got a high-quality Friend Ball, so the trip was not in vain.
"Then there's Yushu boy."
Mr. Kurt turned to Yushu and brought out a plate.
On the plate, seven colors Poké Ball, red, yellow, blue, green, pink, white and black, are arranged neatly.
"It took a lot of effort to create this set of Poké Ball for you today, and the effect is far better than my other works."
There was a bit of pride in Mr. Kurt's voice, as if he was showing off his proud work.
Yushu looked at the plate of Poké Ball, his eyes lit up. "Thank you Mr. Kurt!"
If you put this set outside, it will cost tens of thousands Alliance Currency, so you may not be able to buy it.
"Nima..."
Bugsy looked at the complete set of luxury gift bags, then looked down at the solitary one in his hand, and instantly felt that the one in his hand no longer smelled good.
Damn it, why can the gap between people be so huge?