green waist king

Chapter 569 Dark Cuisine!

It was close to ten o'clock when Mo Yang returned to the villa complex by the Moxi River. Just as he parked the car in the garage, the phone rang.

Mo Yang pressed the electronic handbrake, took a look at the phone from the central control, and found that it was Wei Bowen.

"Uncle Wei? You don't want another interview, right?" Mo Yang smiled after answering the phone.

"If you want, I'm still very happy!" Wei Bowen laughed, and then explained the purpose of coming, "It's like this Moyang, after the World Cup, our ZX has selected some talented seedlings in domestic leagues and some sports schools , to study and exchange in Europe.”

"The first stop is Liverpool. If you are free, can you give some pointers and encourage these little guys. These little guys have been clamoring to meet your idol!"

In the apartment in the center of Liverpool, Wei Bowen lost his words, and when he heard that Mo Yang didn't answer the phone, his heart suddenly became agitated.

Beside Wei Bowen, Fan Zhiyi also tilted his head and waited for Mo Yang's next words with his ears pricked up.

After a short silence, Mo Yang's voice came from the microphone, saying: "Yes, yes, but we will leave for Naples, Italy the day after tomorrow. What date is the game? If it is after the 4th, then it will be no problem."

"Coincidentally, it happens to be the 5th, and the competition venue is at our Melwood training base, at 10:30 in the morning!"

"That's no problem, I'll go and have a look after our training session is over!"

Hearing Mo Yang's answer, Wei Bowen and Fan Zhiyi both laughed happily.

The U15 youth exchange group organized this time was able to successfully contact clubs in the five major leagues for exchange matches, thanks to Moyang's influence in European football.

It is not that there were no exchange activities of this nature organized in China before, but it is very difficult to contact clubs in the five major leagues.

Most of the invitations that were sent out fell into the sea, and people didn't even bother to return.

Or just respond arrogantly, they don't want to waste time on such pointless things.

But now, as soon as the invitation was sent out, the other party quickly responded without any additional requirements.

Fan Zhiyi and Wei Bowen would never believe that Mo Yang's influence was not at work.

Of course, they also know what these clubs are up to.

But happy to see it happen!

If there are still gems like Moyang that are covered by sand and dug out by these clubs, it will undoubtedly be a good thing for the weak Chinese football, luck!

After hanging up the phone, Mo Yang turned and opened the door, hearing Xiao Di chatting with his mother-in-law in the living room, a genuine smile appeared on his face.

In the past, when he came back from a game, there was only dead silence to greet him when he returned home.

He didn't feel anything at first, but it was inevitable that he would feel a little lonely after a long time.

In the living room, Xiao Di, who was giving full play to his professionalism and commenting on the actors on TV, heard the sound of the door opening, looked back, and saw Mo Yang walking over, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes, "I'm back!"

After saying that, Xiao Di sat up from the sofa, put on and took off his shoes, and went straight to the kitchen, like a hardworking bee.

"Hey! My little ancestor, slow down, don't fall!" Wang Rong stared at the sentence with a smile.

Mo Yang walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down. Looking at Xiao Di's back in a hurry, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He looked at Wang Rong and asked with a hint of horror on his face, "Mom, is there anything wrong with Li Liang today?" Come?"

"Come here, but I still didn't have a chance to do it! Then I was scared away!" Wang Rong, who was knitting a sweater, stopped when Moyang talked about Li Liang, nodded and shook his head, and finally couldn't help laughing, "Hold it! Today looks much better !"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yang immediately rubbed his cheeks vigorously, preparing for the coming nightmare.

After a while, Xiao Di with a joyful face came out with a dinner plate.

There was a glass of vegetable juice and a piece of steak on the dinner plate.

When he saw the purple-reddish vegetable juice and the dark steak, Mo Yang's face turned green with fright.

It may be that Xiao Di, who has been doing nothing all day long because of being watched too closely by her mother, suddenly became interested in cooking for some reason.

At first, Mo Yang was full of joy, but within three days, Mo Yang completely despaired of his daughter-in-law's talent in cooking.

It's fine if that's the case, but Xiao Di also triggered the talent of dark cooking.

Mo Yang's grandfather told Mo Yang since he was a child that top chefs will do subtraction when cooking, and use a small amount of condiments to stimulate the deliciousness of the food itself.

Only newcomers Xiaobai can do addition, and like to add various condiments.

Xiao Di is like this now, she keeps doing additions, or fancy additions, and likes to add some weird things to dishes, which is called research.

In order to maintain the best physical condition, Mo Yang now eats 6 meals a day.

The second meal is usually prepared by Li Liang, who also serves as Moyang's nutritionist.

But ever since Xiao Di became obsessed with cooking, Li Liang would be unemployed from time to time, making Mo Yang miserable.

Moyang's daily food is low in salt and oil, and the taste is not good. After Xiao Di made it like this, it is simply hard to swallow now.

"Come on, try it, today I used the vegetable juice squeezed from purple cabbage for you!" Xiao Di put the plate on the desk, sat down next to Mo Yang, and handed the glass of vegetable juice to Mo Yang, A look of anticipation on his face.

"Purple cabbage!!" Mo Yang stared, "The juice squeezed from purple cabbage is purple. How did you make it red and purple?"

At this moment, Mo Yang was really amazed by his wife's talent for dark cooking.

He drank purple cabbage juice almost every day, but it changed color (sai) in Xiao Di's hands.

"Hmph, hum!!" Looking at Mo Yang's astonished expression, Wang Rong suppressed her laughter in her throat, her hands trembling with the sweater she was knitting.

Upon hearing Mo Yang's question, Xiao Di immediately opened his eyes and smiled, his excited little face seemed to know some big secret, and he couldn't wait to explain: "Didn't you say last time that it was a bit astringent and not sweet enough?" ?”

"So I added some orange juice into it today, cluck! Then it became what it is now. I just heated it up and it became redder!"

Hearing Xiao Di's words, Mo Yang's right eyelid twitched wildly!

Simply squeezing the juice made Xiao Di play the effect of a chemical experiment, which is simply amazing.

"Try it quickly, if it tastes good, I'll add more orange juice tomorrow!" Xiao Di urged expectantly.

Mo Yang struggled to pick up the quilt, and when he closed his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief. With this generous expression and demeanor, Wang Rong, who was watching from the side, turned his back directly, and his shoulders trembled violently.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, Wang Rong understands Mo Yang better, and also sees Mo Yang's tolerance and even connivance towards Xiao Di in life.

"How is it! Is it delicious?" Xiao Di became curious when he saw Mo Yang froze after taking a big sip, with a reminiscing expression on his face.

"Hey, let alone, it tastes good after adding lemon!" Mo Yang was a little surprised after savoring it carefully, "It's sour and sweet, without the pungent vegetable smell before! It tastes like fruit juice !"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he took a deep breath again.

Seeing that Mo Yang likes to drink, Xiao Di immediately smiled.

Wang Rong on the side was also surprised. She felt that her son-in-law was pretending, how could such a thing be delicious.

But if it is really difficult to swallow, it seems that it is not fake.

"Then give me a sip!"

In the next second, Mo Yang handed the cup to Xiao Di, got up immediately, walked faster and faster, and then ran directly upstairs.

Wang Rong next to him was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

"vomit!!"

"Bah, bah, bah! It's too bad to drink!" Xiao Di took a sip, and his exquisite facial features squeezed together, angry from his heart, he got up and chased after it.

"Moyang!!!! You are dead!!!"

Hearing the sound of the two playing after Xiao Di chased upstairs, Wang Rong shook her head helplessly.

(End of this chapter)