Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Ninth Go to the Night Market
Chapter 569 Going to the Night Market
Just a little taller and a little stronger, these are too sparse and common.
Hagrid is nearly 4 meters tall, and everyone is used to it.
In comparison, George is handsome and handsome, less than two meters tall. Just being tall and strong, family and friends will only think it is good, and then continue to prepare more delicious food for him so that he can maintain a strong and healthy figure.
Not to mention, he recently worked hard in tempering his body for the next move. After going back and forth, he naturally appeared to be more burly and sturdy.
In the wizarding world, none of this was noticeable or bothered George.
It was only when he came to Muggle society and used the identity of a Muggle that he attracted some attention.
Compared with wizards who deal with magic and mysteries every day, Muggles will inevitably be more slow and difficult to accept when they deviate from ordinary people's standards. Just being taller and stronger than ordinary people will be very conspicuous in the Muggle world.
When he was at the airport, he noticed that when he was walking with the girls who were less than 1.6 meters tall, his body was too attractive.
"But this identity can't be changed casually..." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have a headache. His identity has been in business for several years, and it is impossible to change it casually.
George's figure in the mirror continued to change, and the whole person slowly shrunk a little, his height and size were a little smaller than just now, "It's finally not so dazzling."
The person in the mirror had turned into a slightly sturdy man about 1.8 meters tall, completely different from the image of George who just walked out of the gym.
"Even if something happens now, no one will recognize it." George thought lightly, comforting himself with such a reason.
After getting ready, George first used the illusion spell on himself, and then appeared on the rooftop on the top floor of the hotel.
The improved Apparition will no longer cause huge noise, making this magic much more invisible.
George stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the prosperous city with neon lights under his feet. To put it mildly, Hong Kong is more prosperous than London.
The area and population of Hong Kong and London are not much different, but Hong Kong's land policy and planning have great problems. As a result, the land area used by Hong Kong itself is only one-fifth of the total area.
This makes Hong Kong, a city that is not very small, all people gathered in a small and narrow place. This has also pushed up the overall housing prices in Hong Kong, making the city's housing prices rank at the top of the world.
This special environment has created a special sense of distortion, and too many human, material, resource, and wealth have been confined to a small place.
The whole of Hong Kong is like an ant's nest. The hard-working ants, with their hard work and hard work, and their whole life, have become a bargaining chip for this kind of prosperity.
With the hard work of these industrious ants, this small place is comparable to any prosperous city in the world, or even better.
Whether it is London or New York, Tokyo or Seoul, there will be no such hustle and bustle as Hong Kong.
Of course, these are far from comparable, another magical place in the future, where the housing prices will be even more amazing. More than a dozen people share a room, such a city, such a scene will recur in the future.
Looking down from the sky, pedestrians and vehicles are like ants dyed with various colors, busy and endless.
The whole city is like a magnified version of the lair, like a devil's cave. It is full of intoxication, brilliance, and feasting, exuding infinite magic.
It seems that every perfect person can find their place here. The city is like a candle in the night, attracting people like moths.
A crowded and noisy street appeared in George's eyes.
in the night market,
The stalls set up outside the shop door have tables and benches on the road. The crowd is crowded, and the food is steaming like a cloud, making the whole night market lively and boiling.
Lost men and women, under the feasting and feasting, let go of their defenses. They stopped in the night market, paused, and filled the emptiness of the day with food.
George jumped off the rooftop and flew in the direction of the night market. He landed in front of the street, revealing his figure at an unnoticed corner.
Following the scent, George was strolling around the night market.
Lamb skewers, BBQ, Roujia Mo, beef balls, egg patties, beef brisket, car noodles, bowl fins, fish ball powder, pineapple buns, sesame rolls...
George ate all the way from the street to the end of the alley, relying on his strengthened stomach, these ordinary snacks also made him happy.
People were surprised by the sudden appearance of a big eater, who easily bought a lot of food and quickly disappeared in front of their eyes.
In terms of taste alone, each snack is only slightly distinctive, but only relying on this different choice makes people's mood and appetite slowly improve.
While shopping, George thought, "I have to research as soon as possible, so that other people can eat without getting fat, no matter how much they eat. This kind of magic is really good news for foodies."
He kept eating all the way. In addition to enjoying the delicious food, he also cared about the well-being of other foodies. This kind of special magic can be made into potions, small pills, etc., so that everyone can eat without getting fat.
This kind of alone, you can enjoy the pleasure of food endlessly, and you can reduce a lot of disputes in the world. Not to mention, there is a huge market for this connection.
For magic, this Muggle world is a complete blank. It only takes a little idea, a market of hundreds of billions, trillions, and a realization method can be found in magic in an instant.
Height increase, weight loss, medical treatment, each of these items is enough to create a wealth that is unmatched.
At the corner of the street, George saw a steaming hot pot restaurant with oily and spicy temperatures in the air.
He immediately became interested, ordered a special red oil hot pot by himself, selected a large number of dishes, and slowly scalded the hot pot by himself.
Familiar taste, it is no longer necessary to emphasize whether it is delicious enough.
Many times, food culture pays attention to a kind of feeling. When people eat and drink, they dissolve their worries and feel something they can have.
To be continued.