All dreams start with a thought, maybe a memory, maybe a longing, maybe just a little thing that happened in life.

Although he knew that it was just a dream, Cizer looked at the green square in front of him, and the longing in his eyes could not be hidden.

What a miracle!

Cizer never imagined that there would be such a place, where cherished magical herbs were everywhere like weeds, row after row, neatly arranged, as if they had been planted there one by one.

Cizer was starting to wonder if it was his dream.

This is clearly heaven!

So, the innocent and innocent Cizer looked at the green space blankly, squatted down when he was tired, and stood up when his legs were numb. In the process, one of his eyes never left the green.

Until, the arrival of their owners.

"Huh, whose child is this, and how did you get to my garden?"

There was a voice in his dream, and Cizer was a little strange, and he followed the sound to see a plump woman standing there looking at him with a basin.

At the same time, the woman was looking at Cizer with a puzzled look, how could a child come in by himself because there was a fence in her garden.

But the woman had no intention of calling the police, so who would suspect a ten-year-old child?

What's more, this kid is so cute!

At this time, Cizer looked as if he had stepped out of a fairy tale, with big eyes, long pale blonde hair tied behind his head by a black headband, and the wide clothes on his body looked like a Jedi in Star Wars, which would be even more perfect if he was paired with a lightsaber.

"What's your name, little friend?" said the woman, bending down and looking kind.

The look of confusion on Cezel's face grew, what was she talking about? What race was this language? He couldn't understand a word?

"Hello Auntie, are all the magic herbs here?" (Esperanto)

The woman was stunned for a moment, looked at Cezel's blue eyes, and was suddenly surprised.

“Hello？”

Cizer looked at her blankly, his big eyes adorable, as if he were talking.

The woman couldn't help but wonder that it was nothing for a child from a foreign country to appear in her garden, and at this moment, a cooing sound sounded out of thin air.

Little Cizer rubbed his stomach embarrassedly, his face flushed, and then suddenly remembered that it was in a dream, and couldn't help but wonder.

Do you feel hungry in your dreams?

When the woman saw little Cizer's helplessness, her mother's love overflowed, and she took Cezelle's hand and led it into the house.

"Kid, are you hungry? Auntie will make you scrambled eggs with leeks!"

Because of the dream, Cizer obediently followed the woman in front of him into a brick house in front of the garden.

Cizer was amazed by what had happened after that, and the woman pressed it on the kitchen table, and the table erupted in flames, which made Sissel awe-struck and straightened his waist.

This lady is definitely a great magician who has been famous for a long time!

Immediately afterward, Sissel saw the "Great Magician" pour a yellow, clear liquid into a pot above the flames.

This must be some kind of alchemical liquid, Sissel firmly believes!

The Great Magician is supposed to be teaching me alchemy, and I won't miss this opportunity!

If the previous steps were only to amaze Sisser, then the next move of the "Great Magician" was a shock to Sissel.

She actually took out a bundle of magic herbs named Martin and put it on a wooden board when Cizer was shocked.

Just listening to the thud, the precious magic herb in Cezel's eyes broke into countless pieces, was thrown into the iron pot, and then was constantly stir-fried by a shovel.

This...... It must be an expensive alchemy experiment......

The woman did not know what Cizer was thinking, and she was happy at the arrival of the little guest in the house, humming a song and fiddling with the spatula in her hand.

Then Cizer watched as the "Great Magician" took two eggs out of the cupboard, and with a slight knock, knocked out the egg whites and yolks.

The eggs landed on the hot pan with a sizzling sound, and a rich aroma hit Cizer so hard that he couldn't help but swallow.

Egg......

Cizer had never eaten such an expensive ingredient, and the price of an egg in Greystone was ten grams (copper coins), which was not at all something he could afford.

The first time he saw eggs was in the lower school, where the mayor's son would eat a hard-boiled egg every morning, and whenever that time came, all the children in the school would look at him with envy because they couldn't afford to eat it.

This experiment is indeed very precious, Cizer thought to himself.

The woman glanced back at Cizer as she cooked, and when she saw him sitting there upright, she couldn't help but feel more fond of him.

When the salt is sprinkled at the end, all the preparations are done, and the fire is ready.

Soon, a plate of fragrant scrambled eggs with leeks was ready, and the green leeks, accompanied by the golden scrambled eggs, were enough to make people's appetite move, let alone a hungry teenager.

Boom!

Cezel couldn't help but swallow, what kind of magic food is this?

"Come, eat, poor child, hungry, aren't you?" The woman laughed as she saw Cezel's little face flushed and her lovely appearance of swallowing saliva, and placed the plate in front of Cezel.

Cizer was a little unsure, did that mean he was invited to eat?

Even if he didn't understand the language, he could still guess the meaning. It's just that this ingredient ...... Too extravagant, right?

When he looked up at the woman, he saw that she was looking at him kindly, and handed him a spoon.

The woman's enthusiasm, combined with the smell of fresh scent that kept sticking into his nose, Cizer couldn't refuse such kindness. He thanked the woman and couldn't wait to taste the precious "magic food".

It's delicious!

After just one bite, Cizer felt his taste buds explode in an instant, and even his body became light, as if he was about to float to the sky.

Every cell in Cizer's body is crying, craving a delicacy that they have never had.

This was not comparable to the brown bread that Cizer had eaten before, and even the wheat bread that only existed in his imagination did not have such power.

This is "magic food"! How can it be compared to the food made by ordinary people?

One bite, one bite, one big bite......

Cizer, who had never eaten such a delicious meal, could no longer control his body, and now he just wanted to enjoy the pleasure of food, constantly putting the food on his plate into his mouth, and that little bit of guard had long been left behind him.

And at this time, there is only one sentence in his heart.

If it's a dream, then I'd rather never wake up.