Pokémon: The Journey Begins with a Cowherd

Chapter 53 Slowpoke Brand Pillow

Despite the protection of the antidote and the peach fruit, Qingyuan was still afraid of poison.

After all, eating poisonous meat is not a good habit.

So before making the meat of the Abo monster, Qingyuan first went to the river and washed it seven or eight times.

Back at the camp, the little dragon had already started a campfire at his command.

Seeing this, Qingyuan first placed the pot filled with water on the campfire.

Then he took the wooden skewers that the mantis had just whittled from its hand.

Today he plans to have a snake prepared in two ways: snake soup and roasted snake meat.

He plans to use peach and orange fruits as ingredients for the snake soup, as these two sweet tree fruits can maximize the umami flavor of Arbok meat.

Moreover, peaches have detoxifying properties, so he doesn't have to worry about getting poisoned from eating a meal.

As for the roasted snake meat, he made a jam using peaches and jujubes.

Qingyuan believed that this sweet and spicy jam would surely bring back the pleasure he had felt while eating skewers in his past life.

After making the jam, Qingyuan put the portion of meat intended for snake soup directly into the water.

Because he had never cooked snake meat before and was afraid of poisoning, Qingyuan decided to blanch the snake meat first.

While blanching the snake meat, Qingyuan cut the washed peaches into pieces and set them aside. He also marinated the snake meat intended for grilling with salt.

After blanching the snake meat, Qingyuan poured out the water, replaced it with fresh water, and put the snake meat and diced peaches into the water.

After skewering the marinated snake meat, Qingyuan instructed the little fire dragon to start a fire again.

At the same time, the important task of watching over the fire was entrusted to the little fire dragon.

Watching the little Charmander excitedly controlling the flames of the barbecue, Qingyuan walked over to Slowpoke with a contented expression.

"Ya-dong? (What do you want to do?)"

Looking at Qingyuan, who was giving him a malicious smile, Slowpoke asked with some confusion.

Qingyuan's smile always gave it a bad feeling.

Looking at the somewhat puzzled Slowpoke in front of him, Qingyuan did not answer it.

He plopped down on the left side of Slowpoke and then leaned over towards Slowpoke.

After resting his head on Slowpoke's body, Qingyuan sighed lazily.

"Ah, that feels so good!"

Slowpoke, which was being held down by Qingyuan, was feeling a bit uncomfortable and wanted to move its body.

Qingyuan reached out and stopped it.

"Don't move, let me lie down for a while!"

After saying that, Qingyuan shook his head from side to side as he rested his head on Slowpoke's back.

The fleshy parts on Slowpoke's back swayed from side to side with Qingyuan's movements.

The limp, scaleless beast became Qingyuan's elf-brand pillow.

Feeling the soft touch on the back of his head, Qingyuan thought to himself with some emotion.

"Indeed, this is the most perfect way to use an elf!"

"I wonder how comfortable Snorlax's belly must be!"

After thinking it over, Qingyuan rubbed his head again with the Slowpoke.

In his previous life, Qingyuan had always wanted to experience the feel of the soft, furry elves in this world.

Last time at Mount Tsukimi, he thought about kidnapping Pipi and turning her into a fluffy body pillow.

However, Pipi didn't want to go with him, so Qingyuan had no choice but to put the idea out of his mind.

Now that he's caught Slowpoke, this chubby guy, Qingyuan can finally enjoy himself.

Looking at Qingyuan, who was lying on its back with a look of enjoyment on his face, Slowpoke showed a helpless expression.

There was nothing they could do; Qingyuan was like a rogue, and they couldn't get rid of him no matter what they tried.

Ultimately, Slowpoke, guided by its nature, chose to submit to Qingyuan.

It seemed to have resigned itself to its fate, lay down on the ground, closed its eyes, and prepared to sleep.

Since things have come to this point, there's no point in resisting. I might as well get some sleep and see what happens next.

However, Qingyuan didn't lie down for too long, since he still had dinner to prepare.

It only lay on Slowpoke's back for about five minutes at most.

Qingyuan stood up, ready to check on how the little fire dragon was doing with the barbecue.

After Qingyuan got up, Slowpoke also woke up from its "sleep".

Watching Qingyuan leave, Slowpoke slowly stretched out its chubby little hand, preparing to rub its back.

The five minutes Qingyuan lay there had already made its back numb.

However, its rounded shape became an obstacle; its hands were blocked by its belly and could not reach its back.

"Ya-dong!"

Slowpoke let out a desperate cry and prepared to roll over and lie down, using the ground to relieve the numbness in its back.

Just then, a pair of hands suddenly pressed down on the numb spot on its back and began to rub it.

"How does it feel? Doesn't that feel much better?"

Qingyuan's voice rang out at just the right moment.

"Ya-dong!"

Upon hearing Qingyuan's words, Slowpoke originally intended to ignore him.

However, the massage from Qingyuan was so comfortable that Slowpoke couldn't help but let out a groan.

"Sorry, Slowpoke, next time I wake up I promise I'll give you a massage right away!"

Hearing what was said earlier, Slowpoke's expression softened considerably. It thought that Qingyuan was going to let it go because he saw that it was in pain.

But as soon as the second half of the sentence was uttered, Slowpoke's previously composed expression immediately fell.

It knew that Qingyuan, that shameless guy, wouldn't let it go. What was it expecting?

After giving Slowpoke a massage, Qingyuan looked at Slowpoke's unhappy face and couldn't help but chuckle mischievously.

Hearing Qingyuan's laughter, Slowpoke rolled its eyes at Qingyuan and went back to "sleeping".

Seeing this, Qingyuan rubbed the Slowpoke's head and walked away; he really had to go and watch the roast meat.

"Ya-dong!"

After Qingyuan left, Slowpoke let out a groan of utter despair before closing its eyes and going back to sleep.

It contemplates the meaning of life in its dreams.

Qingyuan ignored Slowpoke's groans and went straight to Charmander's side.

"Groo-wa!"

The little fire dragon, who was holding several large skewers of roasted meat and spinning them over the fire, immediately cheered when he saw Qingyuan arrive.

"How's the roasting going, little dragon?"

Looking at the little dragon making barbecue, Qingyuan asked with a smile.

Upon hearing Qingyuan's words, the little fire dragon immediately showed Qingyuan the roasted meat in its hand, as if presenting a treasure.

Qingyuan looked at the roasted meat in the little fire dragon's hand with some surprise.

As expected of a fire-type Pokémon, Charmander's mastery of grilling meat is exceptional.

The meat it grilled looked better than any of the heavily edited photos from barbecue restaurants in my previous life.

However, you can't judge a book by its cover when it comes to food.

Qingyuan took a skewer of roasted meat from the little fire dragon's left hand and picked up a peach fruit with his right hand.

Looking at the tempting roasted meat in his hand, Qingyuan didn't hesitate and took a bite.

As soon as it entered his mouth, Qingyuan decided that from now on, he would leave all matters related to barbecue to Little Dragon.

The whole piece of roasted meat was grilled by the little fire dragon until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Qingyuan didn't know many adjectives to describe it.

But he felt that this was probably the most perfect barbecue.

You should know that this was the first time he had ever tasted such delicious roast meat in his two lifetimes.

"The little dragon is doing a great job, it's grilled very well!"

Qingyuan swallowed the roasted meat in his mouth, then took a bite of peach fruit and praised the little fire dragon without reservation.

"Groo-wa!"

Upon hearing Qingyuan's words, the little fire dragon immediately shouted happily on the spot.

If it weren't for the fear of dropping the grilled meat on the ground with too much movement, the little dragon would probably be dancing around excitedly right now.

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