"Ning Family Pokémon Recipes?"
Hearing the system's reward announcement, Ethan Stone felt puzzled.
What kind of reward was that supposed to be?
Before he could think further, a massive surge of memories flooded into his mind.
Yet what poured in wasn't anything chaotic or strange.
It was knowledge.
Detailed, systematic, and incredibly refined culinary knowledge—
the Ning Family Pokémon Recipe Collection.
The Ning family had once been an imperial culinary household.
In ancient times, they were responsible for preparing Pokémon cuisine exclusively for the royal court.
But with the fall of dynasties, their "iron rice bowl" disappeared along with the throne.
Over the last century, with the establishment of the Donghuang League and the large-scale promotion of the Trainer system, few people cared about the old art of Pokémon cuisine anymore.
The younger generations of the Ning family gradually lost interest in cooking for Pokémon.
As a result, their ancestral inheritance—
the Ning Culinary Codex—had nearly vanished.
Until Yunmei Ning.
From a young age, she loved cooking.
She also loved Pokémon—especially Chansey.
But she knew her own limits.
She lacked the talent to become a Trainer.
So after entering Donghuang Academy, she chose the Pokémon Breeding Department.
While studying, Yunmei discovered something astonishing:
Her family's recipes weren't ordinary at all.
They were profound.
So she devoted herself to researching them in depth.
At one point, she even entered a major Pokémon food corporation as a technical consultant, hoping to reform the Pokémon food industry.
But she couldn't tolerate companies that advertised "premium Pokémon food" while secretly using inferior by-products.
In the end, she resigned.
The Ning family's former glory had long faded.
With no backing left, Yunmei was lost—until one of her former professors helped her open this small Chansey Restaurant inside the Academy.
The Ning Family Pokémon Recipes were extraordinary.
They were refined over thousands of years within the royal palace.
Every single dish naturally reached white-tier opportunity quality.
And now—after being perfected by the system—
Any Pokémon consuming these dishes would receive effects comparable to green-tier opportunities.
As Ethan absorbed the countless perfected recipes in his mind, he was genuinely stunned.
He had spent only eighteen thousand credits.
Yet what he gained…
Was priceless.
Even one hundred and eighty million credits wouldn't be enough to buy this knowledge.
While Ethan was still digesting the reward, a rich, savory aroma drifted out from the kitchen.
"Giiible~"
"Giiible giiible~!"
The resident foodie, Gible, had long since lost all restraint.
The moment the scent intensified, the little dragon could no longer hold back.
Hearing the eager cries, Ethan hadn't even spoken yet when Yunmei Ning laughed softly.
"Gible, you want meat, don't you?"
Gible nodded furiously.
"Then let me serve you a portion," she said warmly.
At the promise of food, Gible beamed.
"Giiible~!"
Ethan smiled and added, "Gible, don't forget to thank Sister Yunmei."
Gible immediately opened his huge mouth in a grin, squinting his eyes in gratitude.
"No need to thank me," Yunmei said with a smile.
"If anything, you should thank your Trainer."
"He's the one who helped me the most."
Her gaze toward Ethan was filled with genuine appreciation.
Soon after, Yunmei returned to the kitchen.
Moments later, she and Irene Qin came out carrying three plates.
Two large plates and one smaller one.
On each plate lay the same dish—
A glossy, dark-red piece of braised pork, glistening with sauce and radiating irresistible aroma.
"This is one of our family's signature dishes," Yunmei said.
"Try it."
Gible didn't hesitate.
He opened his mouth and swallowed the entire piece in one bite.
"Giiible—!"
"Giiible giiible—!!"
From the moment he followed Ethan, Gible had tasted many new foods.
But this—
This was the best meat he had ever eaten in his entire life.
The little dragon was completely conquered.
Seeing Gible's reaction, Yunmei couldn't stop smiling.
For a chef, there was no greater praise.
Ethan and Hattrem tasted their portions as well.
The flavor itself wasn't radically different from what Ethan had eaten before—
But the aftereffect was.
The dish carried a deep, steady richness.
After swallowing it, Ethan felt warmth spread through his body.
This wasn't from spices or additives.
It was the dish's effect: enhancing blood circulation and strengthening the body.
While the effect was modest—white-tier after all—long-term consumption would steadily improve a Pokémon's physique.
"Ranked ninth in the Ning Family Recipes… braised pork," Ethan thought.
As he ate, the corresponding entry from the recipe collection surfaced clearly in his mind.
Then—
His eyes suddenly lit up.
The recipes were perfect.
But Ethan himself wasn't a chef.
At best, he could cook passably.
Refinement was beyond him.
Right now, he was like Wang Yuyan from wuxia novels—
full of knowledge, but unable to execute it personally.
But what if—
Someone else cooked according to the perfected recipes in his mind?
Wouldn't that produce Pokémon food at green-tier opportunity level?
Ethan looked at Yunmei Ning.
"Your braised pork is incredible," he said.
"But have you ever considered something?"
"The richness is there…"
"But it's missing just a touch of softness."
Yunmei froze.
She had cooked this dish for years.
She knew its flaw.
But no ordinary person could taste it.
Yet Ethan identified it with a single bite.
"That's impressive," Yunmei said slowly.
"You're right. There is a flaw."
"I've been trying to fix it for a long time."
Encouraged by her honesty, Ethan smiled.
"I actually have an idea."
"Would you like to hear it?"
Yunmei was stunned.
"Please," she said seriously.
Ethan replied calmly:
"Add a small amount of Pamtre Berry juice."
Pamtre Berry?
Yunmei frowned instinctively.
Pamtre Berry juice was acidic, commonly used to neutralize bitterness in Pokéblocks.
Could it work here?
She replayed her seasoning process in her head.
Then—
Her pupils shrank.
Because she realized Ethan wasn't guessing.
His idea made perfect sense.
If applied correctly, it could completely resolve the dish's imbalance.
She stared at Ethan in disbelief.
"How… did a boy your age think of something like this?"
A thought rose uncontrollably in her mind.
Could it be…
This child is a once-in-a-generation genius among Pokémon breeders?
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