shadow striker

Yue Yihuang fell asleep and woke up almost in the afternoon, and after waking up for a long time, he couldn't recover what was going on.It was as if everything that had happened between the time he first woke up this morning and the time he went back to sleep was a dream.

After a long time, he realized that he had packed his bags and followed Francisco to the house he was renting.

Yue Yihuang felt that it was very impolite to disturb the other party like this.However, the other party had already taken the initiative to invite him, and he packed up his things and followed him. Besides, it would be too much to leave with his things.Therefore, thinking of the original purpose of being called here by Francisco, Yue Yihuang sighed helplessly, and asked Francisco to take him to the kitchen to have a look.

For this, Francisco, of course, readily agreed.

However, even though Yue Yihuang already knew that Francisco's place was luxurious both in terms of hardware and supporting software before coming here, when he actually saw the kitchen, he was still taken aback for a moment.

Here, there are not only professional ovens used in high-end restaurants, but also tools and materials for making cakes and bread.The size of the refrigerator is exaggerated, and the professional facilities surrounding the kitchen make Yue Yihuang feel dizzy.

This kitchen... seemed to give him an illusion.Even if the Queen of England were to come here, the kitchen would be big enough to produce that level of meals.And he seems to be beginning to doubt... What kind of ability does Siwok have to keep such a big house in order and clean such a professional kitchen spotless.

"Sivok...is he really busy at ordinary times?"

"Oh, and there are actually two very capable maids here who clean and maintain the house."

Hearing Francisco's words, Yue Yihuang calmed down a little, but he still felt that it was terrible that only three people could do this.No no, just living alone, three people will be needed to maintain his home, this is what makes Yue Yihuang even more incredible...

However, these are obviously not what he needs to think about now.Yue Yihuang checked the seasoning plate, the cabinet, and the refrigerator where the seasonings were placed.He found that if he only cooks Western food, there is nothing lacking here, but if he wants to cook some Chinese food that he is good at, he may still need him to buy some things.Moreover, they also need to buy some fresh ingredients.

Thinking of this, Yue Yihuang told Francisco what he was thinking, and the other party readily agreed.However, it was too eye-catching to drive Francisco's car to a large store. Under Yue Yihuang's insistence, the two finally drove Yue Yihuang's second-hand car to a big store some distance away. stores.

They bought a lot of chicken, beef, and frozen deep-sea fish, prawns, and some seafood.And of course almost a whole salmon.In addition, Yue Yihuang also put a lot of fruits and vegetables in the trolleys of the two of them.

In the large supermarkets in Turin, or the whole of Europe, there are very few varieties of vegetables.Therefore, after Yue Yihuang put all the fresh meat and milk into the small rechargeable refrigerator in the trunk of the car, he might need to go to Chinatown in Turin to buy some Chinese seasonings.

This was a very novel experience for Francisco.

"Sounds good? Maybe we can buy more of the seasonings. I can teach Sivok to learn how to make some. Maybe... after a while, I'll be obsessed with those flavors."

With that said, the two went to Chinatown in Turin.It seems that Chinese people always miss the traditional things of their own country even more after arriving in a foreign land.Therefore, many Chinese elements can be seen everywhere in this street.There are even... There are people wearing Tang Dynasty women's costumes sitting in a Chinese folk musical instrument shop, with a set of tea sets in front of them, which is full of ancient meaning.

Seeing the clerk through the glass door, Francisco looked very strange.

"What kind of costume is that? It looks so beautiful."

"That's a Tang suit, which was worn by women in a certain dynasty in ancient China."

"Oh? But isn't that called a cheongsam?"

"No, Tang suit is older than cheongsam, and it should have been worn by Chinese women 500 years ago."

"Chinese women 500 years ago wore such clothes? Didn't you say that ancient Chinese women were very conservative?"

"The one you heard is definitely not the Tang Dynasty. The social atmosphere in the Tang Dynasty might be more open than in Europe now."

"So... what about the men at that time? What kind of clothes did the men wear?"

"Absolutely none of your men in the ancient Roman Empire wore scantily clad clothes."

Yue Yihuang cut off Francisco's words almost immediately.It's no wonder that he was so deeply impressed by the men in the Roman Empire who were exposed.In fact, in Rome, Italy, until today, it is easy to find a statue of a man wearing a large cloak but not covering his body at all.And there are actually Turin, but such sculptures do not appear as frequently as in Rome.

The two talked all the way, walking deeper into Chinatown.

It seems that at the intersection of Chinatown, there are always a few shops that look very old-fashioned from the outside and have a very Chinese style to decorate the facade.But the further you go in, the more you can reflect the significance of Chinatown's existence.

The sounds of Chinese conversation and hawking are becoming more and more easy to find here, and in the deeper part of the street, you can also find some small and old grocery stores.However, it is in such a grocery store that it happens that you can buy Chinese food seasoning, which is very rare in Europe.

"Hello boss, give me a bottle of everything on the second shelf."

"Ok."

"Also, do you have southern milk here?"

"Yes, how many bottles do you want, young man?"

"Two bottles. In addition, boss, have you bought new rice recently? If you have, give me twenty catties. By the way, I want some glutinous rice."

Yue Yihuang was sure that he could buy rice in Turin, but he was not sure where to buy rice in Turin, so he just bought it in this grocery store.Francisco on the side obviously couldn't understand half a sentence of the conversation between them, and felt that the pronunciation rules of Chinese were too... amazing.

However, when the shop owner called the rice to Yue Yihuang, he finally found a way to say: "Do you want to make baked rice?"

But obviously, as soon as Francisco said this, he was severely hit by Yue Yihuang: "You only have baked rice in your head! I want to make porridge!"

Francisco: "Porridge?"

Yue Yihuang: "Yes, it is rice that has been boiled in water for a long time."

It seems... It is very difficult to communicate with a person how delicious food he has never seen before.Sure enough, when Yue Yihuang said the description about porridge, Francisco had a very difficult expression on his face.

"Then... can it still be delicious?"

"..."

Hearing these words, Yue Yihuang obviously didn't want to talk to Francisco who was caught in a terrible imagination.God knows how powerless he is about the Italian obsession with pasta.

However, after Yue Yihuang put all those bottles and cans and twenty catties of rice into his bag, Francisco reluctantly took the heavy backpack from his hand.

"I'm out shopping with you, I can't just ask you to do everything well, can I?"

As he spoke, Francisco picked up the backpack that didn't match his clothes at all, and continued to walk forward.Looking at the charming smile on Francisco's face, Yue Yihuang had to admit that it was not unreasonable for this man to become the most popular player among female fans in the Torino team.

In fact, after they came out for a short while today, many people had already recognized Francisco, and from time to time someone would come to ask Francisco for his autograph when they were in the hypermarket.Many of them failed to react when they met Francisco, and even whispered to the people around them after they passed by, "Do you think that person is Francisco?"

Even...they met Yue Yihuang's foreign students along the way, and...and Yue Yihuang were from the same country but only recognized Francisco and not Yue Yihuang, and...also... Thought Francisco is still playing for Chelsea.

This enthusiastic fan obviously made both Yue Yihuang and Francisco feel helpless.But perhaps, there will always be far more people who know little about the world's top stars or only browse the information of those players on the Internet every few months than there are real fans.

However, this kind of experience made Yue Yihuang feel that he was doing well.At least the non-real fans will not know him, and he can be more casual every time he goes out.However... At this time, Yue Yihuang didn't know that a force related to the owner behind the Turin club was working with the Chinese domestic media to concoct a "conspiracy" about him...

Yue Yihuang was in a good mood and bought water mustard in a fruit and vegetable shop run by a Cantonese, and of course there were some other vegetables. Today's whole day's purchases here are basically completed.However, Yue Yihuang was not ashamed to let Francisco be a coolie all afternoon, so he sent him back like this. It happened that there was a teahouse on this street that seemed to have a good layout and style, so Yue Yihuang invited him Francisco had a Chinese afternoon tea with himself.

"What kind of tea do you want?"

As soon as the two sat down, the young girl in the teahouse warmly brought them two menus.There are pictures of each kind of tea on it, as well as introductions in Chinese, English, and Italian.But it's a pity... For Chinese food, it may be possible to write clearly the ingredients used in English or Italian, but if it's tea... basically it can only be a transliteration of the place of origin plus the name of the tea.

Francisco said he didn't care too much about this. After all, most of the coffee is actually similar to these Chinese teas. Sometimes you can't know the ingredients just by looking at the name.He was just surprised that there are so many varieties of Chinese tea.

In the end, Francisco, who was completely ignorant of these things, just smiled and said to him, you can help me decide.

"Alright. So, do you want green tea or black tea?"

"black tea."

Hearing Francisco's answer, Yue Yihuang thought for a while and called the girl from the teahouse, "Please have a pot of frozen top oolong and a pot of golden silk Dianhong."

"Okay! Sir, we only need to order a pot of tea here, and the snacks and fruits on the bar counter can be eaten for free. You can choose by yourself."

Facing the lively girl from the teahouse, Yue Yihuang smiled and nodded to her, and then told Francisco what the girl from the teahouse said to him in Chinese.This made the Italian joke that this was the lightest afternoon tea he had ever had.Regarding this, Yue Yihuang smiled noncommittally.

However... just when the two of them finished taking the fruit and serving the tea, Yue Yihuang discovered something was wrong...

Yes, it should be said that this is a teahouse visited by many Chinese people, and the business is not bad.However, the decoration is very old-fashioned, and finally a large projector curtain was placed at the end of the outer hall leading to the private room.However, this curtain is actually very well integrated in this very old decoration pattern.This made Yue Yihuang couldn't help but look at the curtain where some Chinese program was playing.This glance... actually made him break out in a cold sweat.

That TV station should be Dragon TV, which has nothing to do with sports, right?Why... there will be a shot of him...?The camera that appeared on him also showed highlights of his goals in the second division...