Kunlun is too big, and after turning around for most of the day, the little guy has also learned a lot.

But even if all they have is only a cursory look for a while, after half a day, they can only see a small half.

In addition, the various colleges are scattered on different hills on weekdays, and the time is basically consumed on the road.

Seeing that it was getting late and the time was approaching dark, Gretel returned to the main hall of the main peak of Kunlun with a dizzy head, but still reluctant little guy.

A sumptuous dinner has been prepared for them.

To be honest, when he saw the full array of hometown dishes on the table in front of him, Gretel almost burst into tears.

God knows how an Oriental born and raised in his bones managed to survive in this part of England.

Probably this is forced by reality.

Before he was accepted into Hogwarts, it was only during the holidays that he could let go of his mind and eat and drink.

On weekdays, it's basically a mix to fill your stomach.

That's it, when he hasn't been able to go out yet, there are always a few days a month when he has to go out to eat.

When he was older, he learned from an old priest how to speak in chants.

Only by pretending to be tender and pretending to be cute coaxed the church that gave rations to the welfare home, and allocated them more provisions.

When he was older, he went out to sell flowers by himself, and by virtue of sweet words, he earned some pocket money from the hands of noble ladies, so that he could add some meat to those younger brothers and sisters from time to time.

However, Great Britain is famous all over the world, one is the net worth saved by the empire on which the sun never sets, and the other is his lack of food that he has nothing to say.

Adjacent to France, the land of European cuisine.

Sometimes I wonder if there is some possibility of the countless wars between Britain and France because the nobles want to use the food on the opposite side to become their own heritage.

Looking at the chicken, duck and fish on the table in front of him, fried and stewed, Glitter was full of happiness.

Gretel is like this, let alone the little guy next to him.

He just felt like he was dreaming.

The king and the nobles probably ate like this every day.

Looking at the little guy's shocked appearance, Gretel suddenly smiled and rubbed his head casually.

"Let's eat it, try my hometown food."

As soon as the words came out, Glitter suddenly felt stunned.

No, he is no longer the Yanhuang blood of the motherland now.

Whether it was the brown hair and brown eyes in the past, or the mysterious silver hair and silver eyes now, or the deep eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, and the high bridge of the nose, all reminded him.

Now he is a foreigner in his own mouth.

The moment I realized this, the excitement of staying with my compatriots for a long time was defeated by the melancholy that welled up in my heart.

The food in the mouth also became tasteless at this moment.

Even, it tastes a little sad.

The little guy didn't know why, he didn't understand, with so many delicious and beautiful delicacies in front of him, why Brother Gretel looked so sad.

Adults are always so weird.

The little guy took a piece of crystal clear meat with a fork and brought it to Gretel's mouth.

"Eat, eat something delicious, and you won't be sad."

Glitter smiled apologetically and opened her mouth to take the taste of home.

"Thank you, little one, I'm fine, you can eat it."

Seeing that Gretel was happy again, the little guy sucked the saliva that was about to overflow the corners of his mouth and nodded heavily.

Lean down and feast.

It's just that he didn't understand, and when Glitter looked at the specially prepared knives, forks and cutlery on the table, he let out a long sigh almost inaudibly.

The main hall of Kunlun is the most important administrative center of Kunlun.

In addition to the hall where the meeting was held, there are many other buildings.

Similar to the Supervisory Office of the Academic Affairs Office, the Treasury in charge of finances, the Examination Institute for examining results and approving graduations, and many other departments with the characteristics of the central state.

Of course, in such a large place, there is naturally no shortage of guest rooms.

The place where Gretel and the others are now is the guest room specially arranged for them.

Meals are also delivered directly to the room they are in.

Glitter felt that they were saving face for the guests who had come from afar.

After all, the little guy's appearance is really not very elegant.

Naturally, Gretel, who came out of his stunned mood, was not much better.

Great Britain in the seventeenth century was much worse than Britain in the late twentieth century.

In modern times, the sun never sets on England, which once dominated the world, is still criticized for its diet.

Not to mention that the resounding name of the sun never sets is still embedded in the laurels of Spain, and the current Great Britain is still a bullied little brother.

I was just beaten up by my eldest brother at sea two years ago.

For more than a month, they have eaten air, hot water, and brown bread most of the time.

No wonder, when the little guy killed the mouse, he was vicious.

Changing Gretel and getting along with each other in a different place, Glitter felt that he would become like this.

When a person is on the verge of starvation at any time, not to mention rats, even insects, they are rare nutrients.

Kunlun may not know their situation, but after so many years of experience, they do know.

In the barbarian land outside, there is little foundation to build a gastronomic civilization, except for other places outside the central government, most people's lives are just to ask for a full stomach.

Like Hogwarts, no matter how the two of them ate, the food on the plate basically did not decrease.

I had just eaten an empty plate, and in the blink of an eye, new food was brought up.

Probably considering that it was two children who were eating today, and the drinks they served were all clear fruit drinks, and there was no such thing as alcohol.

Gretel himself didn't actually notice it, but when they were at the same table later, the old man mysteriously took out a small bamboo tube and showed it to Gretel.

Only then did he know that Kunlun had considered it comprehensively.

It was rare to be cared for, and Gretel hurriedly thanked him, and then firmly refused the old man's invitation to pull him to drink.

……

"Have you eaten enough?"

Gretel asked as she half-leaned back in her chair and looked worried.

The little one has been eating from the beginning to the present.

Seeing that he was starting to burp, he kept stuffing it into his mouth.

The belly also gradually became round from flat.

Seeing that the little guy nodded, he kept filling his mouth with one hand.

Gretel hurriedly stopped him, it's not necessary, it's really not necessary, don't eat people for the sake of food, it's not worth it to eat people.

Although for wizards, it is not enough to break people, after all, a digestive charm, or a bottle of digestive potion can quickly relieve this discomfort.

The little guy reluctantly stopped.

Seeing that he was burping incessantly, Gretel quickly checked to make sure he wasn't stretched out.

Angrily shook off a digestive spell, and the little guy's belly slowly flattened.

With a long sigh of relief, he smiled sweetly at Gretel.

The things on the table also began to disappear one by one, and the order of disappearance began to be as much as they did not favor.

It's just that the act of removing the plate is somewhat hesitant, and it seems that as long as Gretel and the others start to eat again, they will reopen the table.

After a few years at Hogwarts, Gretel had long been accustomed to this way of dining.

It's just that I don't know if Kunlun is also a domestic elf.

But I thought about the various rare beasts and magical plants I saw in Kunlun today.

Regardless of their role, their appearance is very resistant, no way, the central country, basically face control, not good-looking things, it is difficult for them to put them at home.

Thinking back to the appearance of the house-elves, it is indeed not very beautiful, and for a while Gretel was not clear.

However, Glitter is familiar with it, the little one has been living outside the wizarding world since he was a child, and he is not used to it.

Seeing that the delicacies on the table that the king probably didn't have a chance to taste disappeared from front of them one by one.

The little guy panicked all of a sudden, and he planned to save it for tomorrow to eat with Brother Gretel.

I ate so desperately just now, first, it was really delicious, and secondly, because the food on the plate kept filling, and he thought that he could fill his stomach more today.

You can save a little more for tomorrow.

Who knows if it will be automatically filled up tomorrow!

If he had known that the food would disappear, he should not have stopped, and it would have been better to die than to starve to death.

Gretel didn't pay attention for a moment, and the little guy grabbed the food on the table again.

This time, however, he didn't put them in his stomach, but just motioned for Glitter to come with him and store them as their reserves.

After getting along for so long, Gretel still knows what he means about this simple thing.

I can't help but feel sad, it's not that he hasn't been hungry.

But even in the worst time, he was not like the little guy, always worried about the next day's meal.

I'm worried that I'll starve myself to death one day.

Glitter didn't stop it, watching the little guy anxiously put all kinds of food with oil and water into his clothes.

Until he couldn't fit it anymore, he took the food that reappeared, and began to stuff it into Gretel's hand.

When neither of them had any pockets, the little one finally calmed down.

It was only then that Gretel opened his mouth with a look of pity.

"Don't worry, you won't be hungry again, I promise you, you won't have to cook any more food in the future."

It was a long time before the little one cried out in Gretel's concerned eyes and gentle touch.

hugged Gretel tightly, knowing that he couldn't breathe when he cried.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid you'll drop me, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch mice, I'm afraid I'll starve to death if I won't have anything to eat one day......"

Gretel did not reproach and did not explain.

After all, he is not a person of this era, and sooner or later, he will have to go back to his own time and do what he should do.

Even if this time he took the little guy away and went to America.

Whether he will encounter danger or not for the time being, he still has the strength to protect such a small guy.

But what if, if one day he suddenly opens his eyes, he will go back.

At that time, the little guy was alone in the Americas, how could he live alone.

This part of the Americas, since its discovery, has been plagued by calamities.

Those who burned, killed, looted, and did all kinds of evil for the sake of wealth turned it into a terrible hell.

From now on, there will be no time for stability for the next 100 years.

Even in modern times, it has become the first continent in name and in fact, and it has not been much better.

The 'sweet' air does not hide the smell of erosion, and the country built up in plunder is not a good place to go.

Not to mention that now, there are a large number of dark wizards who are not afraid of meat and vegetarians, and they follow Muggles to that 'free land' to make waves.

There's really no way Gretel could bring the little guy over so irresponsibly.

He couldn't pat his ass and walk away with peace of mind.

After his strength gradually recovered, Glitter felt that the panel that seemed to be moving without movement had actually been continuing its energy, and it would take him away just by waiting for an opportunity.

He didn't know when the opportunity would come, in case it was tomorrow.

It's better to Kunlun.

At least their upright attitude reassured Gretel a lot.

After all, even if they have a plan, they are targeting themselves in the future modern society.

The little one has no chance to be innocently implicated by them, of course, if the little one can live to his time.

Eighty percent is much more powerful than him.

But it shouldn't be, after all, he has lived for so many years, and in addition to his own struggle, there is really no backstage to speak of.

It seems that the little guy should be dead, or he has disappeared into the long river of history.

Finally, the little guy cried enough, embarrassed to put his hands behind his back, embarrassed to rub the oil stains on his hands on his clothes.

Gretel's robe also had obvious oil stains on it.

Touching his head, in his apologetic eyes, Gretel shook his fingers and cleaned them up, wiping the dirt off the two of them.

The food that was packed by the little guy was also taken away by Gretel.

"Before leaving, you have to get a space equipment for the little guy, and it's not a problem to always stuff things into your clothes like this."

It seems that we have to seek Kunlun's help again.

After all, although Glitter knew the Traceless Stretching Spell, he still didn't have the materials at hand to make space equipment.

After crying, the little guy's shadow was obviously a lot less, it looked much sunny, and the frowning brows that he often frowned on finally unraveled a lot.

It's not like in the past, it's always so bitter and bitter.

The food on the table began to disappear again, and the little one was no longer excited, and quietly watched them disappear one by one in front of him, following Gretel's gesture.

Yes, Brother Gretel said that there will be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and every day after that, you don't have to worry about being hungry.

He believed in Gretel more than he believed in himself.

After all, this is the first person he has really treated himself well in all these years.

He could feel it.

That is, if only Brother Gretel could not leave, or take him with him.

If he could, he could eat one meal a day, no, two or three days, and he would be able to accept it.

Just as he tilted his eyebrows sideways and quietly observed Gretel's silver pupils.

There was a knock on the door of the guest room.

(End of chapter)