Farming in the Pokémon World

The weather is getting cooler in late autumn, and when the wind blows, you can clearly feel the coolness.

Otani looked down at the Pokémon that were passing by him, still laughing and playing. Most Pokémon had their own ways to survive the winter, so after thinking about it, he decided not to worry about it.

However, according to the weather forecast, there will be a cold wave next week, so we still need to take time to visit various places to check if there are any problems.

Although the plants on the farm are lush all year round and will not wither because of the green grass of Bulbasaur.

But Venusaur cannot affect the climate.

It will still snow. Otani remembers that the snow last year lasted for two months.

Otani returned to the room and looked at the farm's account book.

So far this year, the account balance is 1000 million.

He put away the account book and sighed silently.

The more you earn, the more you spend, especially since there is an Olympus venue under construction and half of Otani's income is invested there.

The rest is the farm expenses. There are several big eaters and a lot of Pokémon that he needs to raise.

Adding the supply of super cubes, it is already very good to have 1000 million left.

In the evening, Oishi saw Otani and said happily.

"Otani, tomorrow is the Autumn Festival, how are your preparations going?"

Otani laughed and said with confidence.

"Don't worry, there will be plenty of cookies."

"Then I'm relieved. I ate your cookies last year, but I've been thinking about them for a whole year. By the way, did the mayor come to see you?"

Oishi said.

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

"That's okay. When I came here just now, I saw the mayor walking this way. He will talk to you soon. I'll leave first."

Dashi packed his things and drove away.

Otani waited for a while, and sure enough, the old mayor came.

The mayor said to Otani with a kind smile.

"Good afternoon, Otani."

Otani responded with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Mayor."

"Hahaha, Otani, your cookies received unanimous praise from everyone last year. This year's celebration will still be held in the town square, but everyone unanimously decided to let you host the autumn festival soup this year."

The mayor said with a smile.

"That's not good, Mayor. Isn't it usually done by respected elders?"

Otani said a little embarrassedly.

“Hahaha, those guys’ cooking skills are not as good as yours.”

The mayor said without any concern.

"That's settled. Remember to bring your farm's crops with you."

The mayor left after saying this.

Otani escorted the mayor out of the farm before returning to the house.

At nine o'clock the next morning, people from around the town came to participate in the event.

The entire square was packed with people. Larulas, who was there for the first time, looked at the crowds with some surprise and even forgot to be afraid.

The mayor stood on the podium that had been set up long ago and began to give a speech.

"It's another year of harvest. We... Now I declare that the autumn thanksgiving ceremony officially begins!"

The applause from the audience was like thunder.

For this celebration, Otani brought out all the Pokémon he could.

This time, Brother Ai, the butler, came out to help Otani.

Making soup is a physical job.

In order to meet the needs of most people at the same time, the pot is customized and is particularly large.

And it has a history of many years, and a layer of patina has formed on the surface.

After Otani distributed the biscuits he brought, he walked up to the platform and began to make the sacrificial soup.

There are requirements for the sacrificial soup. Only crops produced on the farm can be used. Of course, Otani has heard that there was no such rule a long time ago.

But one time, someone accidentally put poisonous mushrooms picked from the mountains into the soup, causing many people who drank the soup to have diarrhea, so this rule was put into place.

The butler brother used his superpowers to help Otani prepare the ingredients, and then put them into the big pot in batches according to Otani's requirements.

Otani picked up the big spoon with some difficulty and began to stir the pot.

Then the seasonings started to be added and the aroma soon began to permeate the entire square.

Everyone turned their eyes in the direction of Otani.

My throat started to spit unconsciously.

About an hour later, it was time for dinner and the soup was ready.

The staff began to help Otani distribute the soup.

Otani sat aside, sweating profusely, sipping the soup he had worked so hard to make.

Well, it’s no wonder that I can make a big pot of food so delicious.

The mayor drank the soup made by Otani and couldn't help but applaud his own decision.

He had long been fed up with the soups made by those people. They were either too salty or too bland, and sometimes the ingredients were raw.

He dared to bet that this time, there would be not a drop of the sacrificial soup left.

Because the sacrificial soup was so delicious, it was originally just a formality, but it became a hot commodity during this sacrifice, resulting in some people not being able to drink it.

But the food was gone again, so the mayor had to step in to appease the people, and only then was the situation stabilized.

The celebration lasted until the evening, and many food stalls were doing brisk business.

Many people in the town came with their families, dressed in local clothes and had fun.

Otani also brought his Pokémon to the night market.

There are many stalls for entertainment in the night market.

Like tossing rings, hitting balloons, scooping goldfish and so on.

Otani taught Larulas how to do the ring.

La Rulas also smiled for the first time.

I happily had fun with Otani in the night market.

They played until late at night, and then Otani returned to the farm with his Pokémon.

The smile on La Rulas's face did not fade until he returned to the farm.

Otani felt relieved, as Larulas' psychological problems had always been a knot in his heart.

Today's garden party solved a lot of problems, which was a pleasant surprise.

After returning to the farm, Lalulas was obviously much more lively. He kept pestering Otani and chattering about how fun the games played today were.

Otani listened with a smile, without showing any impatience.

Larulas yawned and gradually fell asleep in Otani's arms.

Otani carefully put him on the bed, then went to wash up and prepare to rest.

When he woke up in the morning, Larulas woke up early and pestered Otani to play games again.

Otani squatted down and explained to him apologetically that the game was only available once a year, but he could play with other Pokémon in the farm.

Larulas hesitated, but finally nodded bravely.

Otani smiled with relief. The fact that Larulas could bravely take this step meant that the knot in his heart had eased a lot.

The happiest one is Hua Beibei. Her favorite thing is making friends.

After breakfast, Hua Beibei excitedly took Larulas to play with her friends.

At first, Larulas was a little reserved, but then he gradually relaxed and quickly integrated into the game.

There are more and more smiles on my face.

Otani watched all this with a smile on his face, feeling indescribably happy.