Besides the delicious taste, the most important thing is that she could feel her body in an unprecedentedly good state, warm all over, just like soaking in a hot spring.
The January morning was cold, and even with a thick down jacket wrapped around her, her body would still shiver a bit with cold, especially her unprotected hands, which turned red from the freezing weather.
But as soon as a bowl of porridge went down, Misty's hands that were frozen red returned to normal, and her fair little face flushed pink, as warmth surged in her heart.
The fatigue from the long journey seemed to vanish in a puff of smoke at this moment.
The bad habits of sleeping in sleeping bags on the road and staying up late at times had accumulated a lot of aches and pains in Misty's body, but after eating this bowl of porridge, they seemed to disappear completely.
It's hard to imagine such effects coming from just one bowl of porridge.
Even a young person like Misty felt this way, not to mention Delia. From the first bite, Delia didn't say a word, and it wasn't until she finished eating that she put down her bowl and chopsticks, closed her eyes, and a hard-to-describe comfort appeared on her face.
If Misty's condition was just travel fatigue, then Delia's was the accumulation of aches and pains from years of doing household chores. Her body wasn't made of iron and had normal housewife's problems like back pain, neck soreness, and shoulder pain.
But now, Delia only felt unprecedented comfort in her body.
"Ash, since when did you learn to cook so well? Did you go to chef school during your travels?"
Ash replied somewhat helplessly, "Mom, even chef schools wouldn't teach my kind of cooking skills, right? I figured it out myself… Hmm, I just suddenly got inspired after a nap!"
Ash's nonsense skills were still average, but he didn't know how to explain, so he could only use this mystical explanation of enlightenment to describe his cooking skills.
On the other side, Brock was now oblivious to his surroundings; he directly went and got another bowl of porridge to feast on. The taste was one thing, but he also felt like his lost energy had returned!
Youngsters, well, they all understand... The porridge that Ash made had such miraculous effects, maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe Ash had really grasped a whole new set of cooking skills, but anyway, this opportunity to replenish vitality and spirit was rare, and they'd eat more even if they were already stuffed!
Misty and Delia also added another bowl, usually, they wouldn't eat much for breakfast. One reason is they can't eat that much in the morning, the other is as women, they are quite strict about body management.
Especially Misty, who wore crop tops in the summer and with her family's gym being a Water-type Gym, she might swim often after she takes over, so she definitely couldn't let her figure go out of shape.
But now, all they wanted was to eat until they were full!
Thus, the large pot of porridge was finished cleanly within just ten minutes!
Misty touched her slightly bulging belly, feeling like crying while lamenting—it was too much, but really delicious!
"What a pity, Ash is leaving today, and Mom won't be able to eat such delicious food anymore~" Delia hinted.
Upon hearing this, Ash directly took out a piece of paper and handed it to Delia: "Here, this is the recipe for the seafood porridge I just made. As long as you follow this recipe strictly, the taste should be almost as good as mine. If you have nothing to do at home, you can practice."
Glowing culinary creations may sound mystical, but in essence, it comes down to the pairing of ingredients, the timing, and the proportions.
If one can use ingredients to the fullest, anyone can make glowing dishes.
However, achieving this usually requires years of refined skills in the kitchen. However, Delia's cooking skills cannot be understated; with decades of housewife experience, while she might not match professional chefs, her cooking level is world-class.
With Ash's recipe, even if she can't make glowing dishes, reaching eighty percent of the taste is already enough to satisfy cravings at home.
As for why Ash didn't give Delia the recipes for other dishes, it's mainly because even he doesn't know what he can do…
A-Level rewards aren't as detailed as S-Class, so he doesn't have actual recipes, only the cooking instincts imprinted within him.
When he comes into contact with ingredients, his mind automatically generates the pairing method and then makes the perfect dish, after which Ash can reverse engineer and come up with the recipe.
The process is peculiar, but the result is good.
So now, Ash only has this one 'Clamp Tide Condensed Fresh Golden Porridge' as a glowing dish recipe.
Hearing this, Delia quickly snatched the recipe from Ash's hand, her beautiful eyes gleaming as she looked at the words on the recipe, to her, it was like Ash getting the secret to becoming a Pokemon Master, infinitely attractive.
Looking at his mother's serious appearance, Ash couldn't help but smile; this recipe should give his bored mom a little more to do at home.
...
"Goodbye, Mom. When I invent a new recipe, I'll send it to you on the phone, remember to check your messages!" Phones have now advanced to touchscreen, and you can send pictures with messages.
It's said that the League is now researching software that allows interactions, combining phone calls, video, messages, and pictures, and if it comes out, it would really be convenient.
Delia and Mr. Mime waved goodbye to Ash at the doorstep, and only when Ash disappeared from Delia's sight did a hint of reluctance appear on her face: "Ash... be safe, please."
She knew that Ash's trip to the Orange Archipelago wasn't just a simple vacation, even though Ash was being secretive, she could vaguely sense that this journey would be dangerous. Even so, she didn't stop Ash.
The fledgling must eventually fly, let alone Ash now already not considered a fledgling anymore. Having won the Quartz Conference championship, he's an elite trainer by world standards, second only to Elite Level Trainers.
Delia worries about Ash but won't limit him; she knows there's nothing she can do, the best choice is to stay home and pray for Ash's safe return.
Meanwhile, Ash and his friends headed to Professor Oak's research lab after leaving home, where they received the mysterious and unopenable Pokeball, the GS Ball, from Professor Oak.
The GS Ball had the letters GS engraved on it, the top half was gold, the bottom half was white. No one knew how it was made nor how to use it.
Whether hitting a Pokemon with it or trying to force it open, nothing could budge the Pokeball even slightly.
Using brute force might destroy it directly, rendering it meaningless.
So they still needed to figure out how to open it properly to research the Pokeball.
'This Pokeball... has the power of time and space.' When Ash held the GS Ball, Mewtwo's voice echoed in Ash's mind.
Her senses were always sharp; what others couldn't perceive from the GS Ball, she could.
Ash might be able to sense the power on it if he uses Aura Power, but Mewtwo could passively sense it just by being near; such is the divine-level Psychic Type Pokemon.
'Time and space power? Was it made by Dialga and Palkia?'
'Unlikely, this Pokeball contains the same power that your Charizard possesses along with another equally matched power. These two powers combined to create an anomaly, eventually forming this Pokeball.'
The power on Charizard? The Rainbow Wing!