Huang Kaiwen and Capello finally left the press conference venue.
His two midfield goals, as well as the error in front of the goal, were the focus of the reporters’ attention today.
"Kevin, you don’t have to worry about that missed ball, even Yassin makes mistakes."
Capello said on the way back.
"Yeah, I got it, coach."
In fact, he didn’t care at all, it wasn’t the Yellow Ball King himself who was going to keep goal.
If his teammates really wanted to make a fuss, there was nothing he could do.
By the time they returned to Madrid, it was almost 12 o’clock.
"Kevin, I’ve recently learned a few Chinese dishes."
Ramos said with a smile.
"That’s perfect, since you have nothing to do at home anyway, and I’m hungry too, why don’t you stay at my place? It’s a good opportunity to taste your cooking skills."
Huang Kaiwen said with a laugh.
The young lady and Lily didn’t come, and Albert had taken leave to visit relatives.
Only Neo and some servants were left in the house, but they didn’t live in the same building.
"Alright, do you have ingredients at home?"
"Don’t worry, we have all the commonly used ones."
"Then let’s go, I think it will be delicious."
Ramos said excitedly.
He was preparing to show off his culinary skills in front of Huang Kaiwen.
He had specifically gone to a Chinese restaurant to learn, ready to surprise Huang Kaiwen.
After the two went home, Ramos began to work on the beef brisket.
His knife skills weren’t too refined since he wasn’t a professional chef.
For the spices – bay leaves, star anise, Sichuan peppercorn, cinnamon, and fresh ginger were all prepared, and he even added a bit of chili powder for color.
Along with the chopped beef brisket, tomatoes, onions, and other side dishes were also ready.
It looked quite professional.
Huang Kaiwen could cook most home dishes. Cooking is something most people can learn if they put their heart into it.
There’s also a plethora of video tutorials online, you can taste for saltiness before the dish is done, and if it’s not good the first time, you’ll have a lesson for the next.
So, not knowing how to cook basically means not wanting to cook. If you’re willing, it’s easy to reach a level good enough for home cooking.
Ramos, wearing an apron, was busy in the kitchen.
After stir-frying the spices and side dishes, Ramos began to sauté the beef, and finally adding yellow wine and water, he reached for the sugar.
Huang Kaiwen silently nodded.
Sugar can enhance flavor and can also neutralize some acidity.
But when Ramos added one big spoonful and was still not satisfied, adding two more spoonfuls,
Huang Kaiwen knew today was going to be tough.
Europeans generally like sweet foods, even when cooking.
This dish had now gone from tomato braised beef brisket to sweet and sour beef.
By the time Ramos was done, it was past 1 AM when they started eating.
Ramos ate happily, while Huang Kaiwen found it was okay too, the taste was a bit odd, but not as sweet as he feared.
Ramos asked expectantly.
"Not bad, just too much sugar."
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
"Alright, I’ll put less next time."
After the meal, the two played Pro Evolution Soccer together and didn’t go to sleep until almost 4 AM.
When you have friends to play with, time seems to fly by.
The next afternoon, Huang Kaiwen got up and saw an unexpected person.
"Paul, Chris, what brings you here?"
Huang Kaiwen asked in surprise.
The two of them should be in school or playing soccer.
Before Maldini could answer, the grey parrot began to squawk, "Daddy, no more, no more!"
"That’s really cool, Uncle Kevin!"
The Young Master said excitedly.
He had recently watched pirate movies and thought it would be very cool to have a parrot that could talk.
"Yes, you can teach it to speak."
Huang Kaiwen looked at Paolo Maldini and said, "It’s very smart."
"What’s its name, Uncle Kevin?"
The Young Master asked eagerly.
"Paul, its name is Paul!"
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
The Young Master looked at the bird, then back at his dad, unable to hold back a laugh.
"Go and play with Paul, it usually doesn’t attack people."
Huang Kaiwen said, petting the Young Master’s head.
The impatient Young Master jumped up from the couch and ran to the birdcage to play.
"Why did you give it that name?"
Although it’s common in Europe to give such names to pets, a parrot was not an ordinary pet.
It felt strange to him.
"Nothing special, I just think Paul sounds nice."
Huang Kaiwen said, laughing.
If that parrot hadn’t flown over, Huang Kaiwen would have been ready to pick up a stray cat or dog from the streets.
He wasn’t much of a pet person, but he had to have a pet named Paul to express the Yellow Ball King’s admiration for Maldini!
"I think Paul is a nice name."
Having spent half a year in Milan, he had picked up a bit of Italian and could manage basic conversation.
He could understand most of what was said, but speaking was a bit harder, so he listened for a long while before he chimed in.
"Alright, Paul it is then."
Maldini sighed, watching his eldest son teasing the bird and felt a certain indescribable feeling.
"You haven’t said why you’re in Madrid."
Huang Kaiwen asked with a smile.
"It’s because of Chris, he’s started to fake illness to avoid training again."
Maldini continued with a sigh.
The eldest son was becoming less and less of a worry-free child.
"What does that have to do with coming to Madrid?"
"He says he wants to watch your UEFA Champions League match. He promises to train properly until the end of the season if I bring him to Bernabeu to watch a game."
Maldini said helplessly.
"Come on over, it’s a good opportunity to stay at my place, there are plenty of empty rooms."
Huang Kaiwen said, patting the Mar’s shoulder.