Elf: Tree Fruit Dessert

"Damn it, **** it..."

Lian stood pacing back and forth in the small shop...with a sad face...This matter is too important, he must take it seriously...He had long expected that such a day would come, but he didn't expect it would come so quickly...

Te Meow finally met the one who ate Bawang's meal! An old man escaping from a meal!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, what was going on, what was going on, why did he relax his vigilance just because the other party was an old man.

If he paid more attention at the beginning, it wouldn't be like this...

Looking at the recommendation letter of the tree fruit cooking competition on the table, what is the use of this crap, it is an offline third-rate competition, and it is estimated that the prize money is not much.

"I want to see what kind of competition this is..." Lian took out the competition schedule and competition description in the letter of recommendation...

The Galar region is famous for its tree berry curry, the most common area where tree berries are used as ingredients. There, even trainers making tree berry curry outdoors can be seen everywhere.

Coupled with the development of coffee shops and dessert shops, tree fruit desserts are also very popular in Galar.

However, the taste of tree fruit is very strange and difficult to control, and most pastry chefs still stay at the stage of tree juice or adding chocolate skin to tree fruit.

In order to show their love for tree fruit cooking, they also naturally started to hold such cooking and cooking competitions.

However, what Lian cares more about is that in this wave of competition, the prize money numbers are really beautiful...

He originally thought it was a small game of some kind, but now it seems that it has a bit of gold content, at least there is a lot of gold in this aspect.

The competition adopts the elimination system, and the judges decide whether the players will go or stay.

The last remaining players will have a cooking showdown on the stage of the finals, and the final judge will make a unified judgment, and the winner will receive the prize money and the title of champion.

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To be honest, the title of champion doesn't matter, what he wants most is the bonus.

So, he still chooses... go, try it anyway, I believe he can still compare it, after all, the Galar region has not developed the various tastes of tree fruits to a profound level, then, he Still an advantage.

"Let's go, green onion duck, let's go to Galar..."

Lian looked at the green onion duck, the rock dog and the carp king. If you can bring them, you can bring them. After all, you are far away, and the rest of the carp kings can only ask Dr. Damu...

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Scallion Duck took up his small backpack again, but this time instead of stuffing the green onion, he stuffed the Pokémon egg in the backpack and carried it on his back.

However, its backpack is really not that big, so the egg is barely tucked in, and the zipper cannot be closed...

Yan Dog also carried a small backpack, but it didn't have anything in it. It just thought that the green onion duck was very handsome, so it also expressed to Lian that he wanted one too.

Lian watched it staring at the green onion duck's backpack for a long time, and she naturally understood what it meant, so she also made a custom one for it.

The carp king is very helpless, it can't carry a backpack...

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"Excuse me, do Scallion Duck and Rock Dog want to board the plane with you?"

After the security inspector checked Lian's luggage, he looked at the rock dog and the green onion duck at his feet and asked him.

"Uh, can't you?"

Lian asked nervously, if you only need to buy a ticket for the green onion duck on the train before, the green onion duck can still get on the train.

Can't the plane be...

"Uh, small Pokémon is actually allowed, but the green onion duck..."

The security inspector pointed to the green onion in the green onion duck's hand.

"Pokémon with their own dangerous weapons, such as Flying Mantis, Commander of Slash, are not allowed. It is recommended that you put them in the Poké Ball and use the computer to transfer them."

Lian looked at the precautions above... There is indeed such a rule... After all, such a thing as hijacking is indeed quite hopeless, and it is understandable that there is such a rule.

But... the meaning of this sentence is... the green onion of the green onion duck... is a dangerous item...

"Gah?"

The green onion duck, carrying the egg and holding the green onion, looked up blankly, what was he doing? Why haven't you boarded yet?

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In the end, Lian simply took the rock dog and the green onion duck and sent them to the computer, and then they can go directly to the Galar region to get them back.

However, he still kept the Pokemon egg himself, and let the green onion duck continue to toss, maybe it would be fun that day.

After all, he is also looking forward to what kind of Pokémon he will hatch. This is different from the feeling of despair when the carp kings hatched collectively in the breeding house. This time, it is a feeling of anticipation and hope.

Holding this Pokémon egg, Lian sat on the plane and slowly fell asleep... I don't know why, but he felt at ease holding this egg.

Lian, who woke up later, almost broke out in a cold sweat... If he accidentally crushed an egg or something while sleeping, he would probably regret it and want to jump off the plane.

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"It's really rare that you take the initiative to ask me for a letter of recommendation..." A man in a chef's uniform said with some emotion when he looked at the old man who had eaten Bawang's meal in the lotus shop before.

"Haha... I met an interesting kid, let's see his ability, maybe he can solve a big problem of mine..."

The old man was still talking with a smile, and he did look a bit like an old urchin. At this time, he had put on a jacket and a strange hat, and his disrespectful temperament appeared in him instantly. on the...

"By the way, you seem to have a good descendant here..." The man in the chef's uniform asked the old man casually while wiping a strawberry headdress.

"That kid? He is indeed very talented. I can't pick out any major problems in combat..."

The old man's expression seemed to be somewhat proud, as if he was saying something very happy.

"Then why didn't he go out on a trip to challenge..." The chef seemed a little puzzled, raised his eyebrows, and continued to ask the old man.

"Cough, this..." The old man coughed lightly, as if he was a little embarrassed... But he still replied, "Well, although he is very talented in combat... But, this kid even takes a few steps from the martial arts hall to the station. Can get lost..."

"If he hastily let him go on a trip... I'm afraid he won't even be able to find the first gym..."

The old man wiped his forehead and said angrily.

At this time, on a small island, a dark-skinned, purple-haired little brother sneezed a few times... rubbed his nose depressedly.

"Ah, fire-breathing dragon, do I have a cold..." The little brother seemed a little surprised, he thought he was the type who couldn't catch a cold.

The fire-breathing dragon standing beside the little brother shrugged. It also felt that this guy should not catch a cold, didn't he say that a fool can't catch a cold...

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