The coaching career started as a college team coach

///Due to the author's negligence, chapter 348 appeared after chapter 351. I can't seem to modify such a chapter misalignment. I'm really sorry for affecting your reading!!! ///

Wei Le pushed a small shopping cart in front, and other curious players followed behind, looking around.

Wei Le turned his head and shouted from time to time to let them not lose him.

Such a scene was also photographed by local residents and posted online. Someone immediately joked that this was the Wolves kindergarten coming for a spring outing.

This is a local Chinese supermarket, and Wei Le is taking everyone to buy things. It's not Wei Le's own idea. The main reason is that when he entered the kitchen, he found that many ingredients were not available in the Wolves, and many things were not easy for Wei Le to use.

For example, the kitchen knife that Wei Le likes to use cannot be provided by the Wolves kitchen.

Not to mention enough rice and various seasonings that are only used in Chinese cuisine.

"What is this? It looks like a spider!" Edwards picked up a bag of strange spices from the shopping cart. The old captain and Wei Le walked and talked. He was more stable than these young people.

When Edwards talked to Wei Le about family and life, he didn't feel out of place at all. He occasionally realized that Wei Le was only in his twenties.

But he was completely different from those players who played and fought. Although they were about the same age, he was like an elder to those players. Wei Le casually mentioned a lot of recipes that Edwards could make for his family.

Edwards nodded frequently, and sometimes he wrote them down on his mobile phone.

Edwards and Wei Le are both people who love life, especially like to be with their families.

"This is called star anise, a spice." Wei Le explained patiently, "It can't be opened now. You can smell it when you go back. It has a unique fragrance. We use it when stewing pork."

Speaking of pork, Wei Le's eyes lit up when he arrived at the fresh meat area.

After all, it is a supermarket specially opened for local Asians and Chinese. The pork here is actually bled!

Yes!

Because the pork sold in the local British supermarkets is not bled, which makes the pork taste fishy, ​​which may be why the locals don't eat pork much.

Wei Le's eyes lit up when he looked at the pork. He left the shopping cart to Edwards and ran over to pick it. I thought it was already afternoon and I missed the time to buy goods, so there should be no good meat, but now I see that there are still a lot left!

"Ah! Wei Le!"

Wei Le was about to lower his head to pick meat when he was called.

He looked up and saw that it was the meat cutter wearing an apron. Wei Le smiled and said hello, but the elder brother was very enthusiastic and asked, "Are you here to buy things for the festival?"

"Yes, cook a meal for the team." Wei Le said with a smile, "Let them see the world and see what Chinese food is."

"Is that so? Great!" The elder brother smiled, "I often watch your games, but unfortunately my phone is not next to me, and it's working hours now, so I can't take a photo."

"You are so awesome!" The elder brother looks like a Northeasterner, with the enthusiasm of Northeasterners. Wei Le is a northerner and generous, so he chatted with the elder brother.

"Are you going to make pot-fried pork?" The elder brother heard Wei Le's menu today, and his eyes lit up, "Then don't get involved, I'll pick the meat for you!"

Without allowing Wei Le to say anything else, the elder brother picked up a pork tenderloin and spread it in front of Wei Le, "Look, this big tenderloin."

"Tenderloin is lean, so it is suitable for this kind of frying. Sweet and sour tenderloin and boiled pork slices are all fine."

Although Wei Le knew it himself, he did not interrupt the elder brother and let him continue to introduce it.

"But you can't fry it for too long, be careful that it gets too dry, otherwise it will lose its flavor and taste bad." The elder brother smacked his lips and asked Wei Le how the meat tasted. Wei Le took a look and saw that the light pink fresh meat had distinct layers. The elder brother had indeed picked a good piece of meat.

"Give me some more, there are many of them and they can eat more."

"Okay!"

The elder brother quickly pulled another piece of meat into the bag and weighed and packaged it for Wei Le.

"Happy holidays, you must do your best in the game the day after tomorrow!" The elder brother said with a smile before leaving. Wei Le nodded and said with a smile, "After eating your meat, we are all full of energy and can't wait to play the game!"

Although they didn't understand what they were communicating, the players were happy when they saw Wei Le walking back from the fresh meat area with a smile on his face. It was true that they wanted to eat Chinese food today, but on the other hand, they also wanted Wei Le to come and walk around more to relax.

Focusing on football can indeed help you focus on your career, but it is easy to get stuck in a dead end over time.

Looking at Wei Le's condition now, he is indeed much more relaxed. Ruota and the others looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction - it seems that there is no need to worry about Wei Le's condition!

Looking at the wrappedThe starchy pork slices were tumbling in the hot oil in the pot, and Edwards, who came in to help in the kitchen, couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The golden slices of meat were fished out. Although they were fried, they were still crystal clear.

"Try it first." Wei Le picked up a piece of meat and put it in a saucer and handed it to Edwards.

"Isn't this bad? Isn't it served yet?"

"Hey, if the cook doesn't steal, the grain won't be harvested!" Wei Le said shamelessly, "Besides, this is called 'tasting food', there's nothing wrong with it."

Edwards took the saucer doubtfully and picked up the piece of pork that was still sizzling with oil with a fork. Although the pork hadn't been drizzled with sauce at this time, it had already exuded the unique aroma of frying.

Edwards took a deep breath and took a small bite first. After chewing, his eyes lit up!

He didn't care about the heat, and Edwards ate the rest of the pork in two or three bites. Seeing Edwards like this, Wei Le also laughed. Who doesn't want his dishes to be liked by others?

"Don't worry, it will taste better when it's served. Now I'll fry the second pot, you help me keep an eye on the stewed meat over there."

"Okay!" Edwards took the order and left.

"Serve the dishes! Serve the dishes!" Wei Le leaned out of the kitchen door and shouted to the shopkeepers who had been waiting at the table for a long time.

"Here they come!!!" Ruota rushed over first. He had already smelled the faint fragrance with his nose tip, and he couldn't help but eat it!

Wei Le instructed, "Be careful of the heat, you serve the sea bass first. Ask others to serve the rice, I will fry two more dishes later, and it will be enough."

The steamed sea bass arrived at the table with steam, and Wei Le had already poured the fresh and thick sauce on it. The white fish meat was even more attractive under the steam. You don't need to taste it to know that this is a good dish!

"Don't worry, just follow me and get the rice." Ruota said, looking at the drooling foodies with some caution, "Don't eat in front of me!"