Chapter 44: Foccaccia

On the second day of the reserve game, Bruni gave the team a day off.

Gao Zheng slept lazily and slept directly until he woke up naturally, and then got up from the bed.

But in fact, he didn't sleep too late, and now that he is back in the professional team, after normal training, the biological clock has returned to its previous state, even if he occasionally sleeps in, he will not get up too late, at most half an hour later than usual.

After getting up, Gao Zheng simply had breakfast, and according to the memo posted on the refrigerator, he planned to go out to buy some simple daily necessities, as well as tomorrow's breakfast. Gao Zheng's self-reliance has been exercised when he was still playing at AC Milan, whether it is cooking, cleaning, or tidying up the room, he will do it himself, without bothering others.

Gao Zheng, who was dressed in casual clothes, first went to the small supermarket to buy some daily necessities and ingredients, the basil pesto in the refrigerator should be replenished, and the frozen steak and fish were almost finished. After buying these things, he went to one of his frequented fauxaccia bakeries to buy tomorrow's breakfast.

Focaccia, which is actually vanilla olive oil bread in Italian, is a very common bread in northern Italy and is a Genoese specialty.

This bread is fluffy and soft when you bite into it, but when you chew it, you can feel the tenacity of the meal bag. It can be served with cheese or ham, and it is relatively not very expensive.

Gao Zheng is usually used to make breakfast, and then serve it with a few fried eggs, juice, milk, fruit, and steak...... A solid, nutritious breakfast counts.

Because you want to grow muscles, gain weight, and the amount of exercise of athletes is larger than that of ordinary people, the amount of Gao Zheng's meal is also greater than that of ordinary people, and it is necessary to ensure that the meals have protein and meat.

The Focaccia bakery that Gao Zheng frequents is very close to the house he rents, just a street away.

In fact, there is one downstairs from him, and there are more than one or two on this street, and there are many more in Fang Yuan.

In Genoa, Focaccia is like a noodle steamed bun shop in northern China.

Since Gao Zheng lived here, he has eaten all the nearby focaccia, and only then did he find a restaurant that he thinks has the best taste and taste as his "long-term supplier" for breakfast.

In fact, when Gao Zheng played in AC Milan before, he also ate Focaccia. But I have to say that Genoa is worthy of being the birthplace of this cuisine, and any small shop is better than Milan.

When Gao Zheng walked to the Focaccia bakery called "Sailor's House", he saw at a glance that the chubby owner, Emmanuel Borata, was behind the counter in a daze.

"Good morning, boss." He walked in to say hello.

"Good morning, Chinese boy." Borata's voice wasn't very spiritual.

"I want four kilos of cheese focaccia." Gao Zheng raised four fingers.

But Borata didn't respond to him right away.

"Boss?"

"Huh? Sorry, four kilograms of cheese focaccia, right? Okay, wait a minute......" Borat reacted and began to load Focaccia for Gao Zheng from the cabinet.

Gao Zheng watched the boss neatly pack the things he wanted, and asked, "Is the boss in any trouble?" ”

"Ah, there is no ......"

"Then why are you a little upset?"

"I'm thinking about whether I want to go to the game in the afternoon...... Give, your four kilograms of cheese focaccia. Borata handed the thing to Gao Zheng.

Gao Zheng knew that the owner of Borata was a Sampdoria fan, which could be seen from the name of the store - at first Gao Zheng thought it was a fan bar when he saw the name, which almost made him miss the best taste of the Focccia restaurant.

But in fact, Borata has never talked to Gao Zheng about being a fan, and the communication between the two is limited to the normal coach between the owner and the customer. But he sometimes stands behind the counter in a Sampdoria jersey, so Gao Zheng knows that he is a Sampdoria fan.

Borata didn't ask Gao Zheng what he did, so until now, Borata didn't know that the Chinese boy who often came to his store to buy Focaccia was actually a player from Sampdoria's reserve team.

Gao Zheng also thought about it sometimes, if he told his boss his identity, would there be a discount for buying Focacha in the future......

But he still hasn't said his identity.

"Does the boss have a ticket?" Gao Zheng asked.

"I'm a season pass holder!" Borata said this in a proud tone.

"Then why don't you go and see it?"

"Uh......" Borata was a little embarrassed, because Gao Zheng's rhetorical question made him feel as if he was not very religious......

But Gao Zheng's eyes widened, looking at him curiously, waiting for him to give an explanation.

He sighed: "I'm here to watch the game, but I'm not here to be angry." We played so badly during this time......"

Gao Zheng suddenly realized.

The results of the Sampdoria first team are indeed not very good, even if Gao Zheng doesn't care much about the first team, he has heard about it from time to time, which shows how difficult the situation of the Sampdoria first team is now.

It is said that Sampdoria was still ranked ninth in Serie A before the winter break, and now Sampdoria has fallen to fifteenth, and the next nine rounds of the league will have to fight for relegation.

Gao Zheng was about to go home, and when he left, he said to the boss who was still struggling: "Let's go to the scene and see, boss." The more times like this, the more the team needs the support of the fans. ”

He thought of yesterday's "lighthouse derby" between the reserve teams, and the feeling of sitting in the stands and swinging in time and space was just different.

When Gao Zheng left, Borata realized that he had forgotten to ask the Chinese boy what he was doing here, there was no university in Boriasco, so this young man should not be an international student.

Listening to him, he speaks Italian quite fluently, basically without an accent, and should be someone who has been here for a long time.

Is it from Chinatown?

But Chinatown is in Genoa, not in Boriasco......

Borata still doesn't know where the Chinese boy came from.

But he recalled the Chinese boy's words before leaving, and made a decision in his heart.

Regardless of the outcome of the afternoon game, let's go live and watch the game.

He's a season ticket holder, so how can he leave his seat at the Stadio Ferraris empty?

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At noon, Gao Zheng made steak and basil pesto pasta at home, because he didn't need to train today, and he didn't make too much, but for ordinary people, Gao Zheng's food was still not small.

After lunch, Gao Zheng planned to watch TV at home and not go anywhere - he was already ready to use the salary of the reserve team to buy a game console to pass the time when he didn't have to train.

It was at this time that his cell phone rang, and it was Alberto Marcy.

"Hey, Alberto. Calling at this time, are you planning to invite me to lunch? Then you should have called earlier, it's a pity, I've already eaten ......"

"What, I'm here to play with you."

"Play with me?"

"To be exact, to take you to play. You've been in Genoa for two months, haven't you? As a landlord, I have not taken you to the streets of Genoa, and I think it is a require of my duty. ”

"Hey, don't be so enthusiastic, Alberto......" In fact, Gao Zheng didn't want to go out.

"You're welcome, it's my honor to serve the Great Demon King!"

Gao Zheng rolled his eyes, and wanted to hang up the phone directly from the second-year teenager.

"But you've already taken me to the club, the nightclub that night......"

"It's a nightclub! Can it be compared to Genoa, which has a long history and tradition? And it was night, what can you see at night? It's all pitch black outside! Alright, come down! "Marcy was persistent.

"Come down?"

"Come to the window."

Gao Zheng took his mobile phone to the bedside, and saw a red car parked downstairs, Alberto Massie was leaning on the car, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and waving the other hand to him by the window.

"Come down and take you for a ride!"

His tone was excited.

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PS, the match between Sweden and South Korea, although I was wrong in my prediction, but I am happy to see this result.

After all, as a narrow-minded Chinese fan, I am happy to see the South Korean team lose and be eliminated from the competition.

I don't know the results of Belgium and Panama, as well as England and Tunisia, but I guess right......