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Chapter 14 When did you learn to paint?

Chapter 14 When did you learn to paint?

The kitchen doors and windows of Yang Xingyu's house are all made of wood and are many years old. The windows are in one grid and the wooden door is double-opening. Not only is it inconvenient to open and close, but it is also difficult to maintain hygiene. Double-opening wooden doors are usually even If it is locked, there will be a crack in the door that cats and dogs can get through. If it is windy or rainy, some of the dust and fallen leaves outside will be blown into the kitchen.

What's more - it's easy for rats to get in.

When doing catering, rats are taboo.

Therefore, the first thing Yang Xingyu smashed was the doors and windows.

After smashing the doors and windows, he looked at the earthen stove at home.

There are two iron pots on the earthen stove, one large and one small.

Small iron pots are usually used for cooking and cooking, while large iron pots are usually used during festivals. It used to be popular in rural areas to open a big pot to make peanut candy, sesame candy, fried rice candy and other things before the Chinese New Year. It is also popular in rural areas. I make some tofu and dried tea at home to eat during the New Year. If there are a lot of meals on New Year’s Eve, I will also use a big pot to make them.

Before his rebirth, Yang Xingyu had not used an earth stove for many years, so when he looked at this earth stove, his first thought was to smash it too.

But he quickly dismissed the idea.

Because he knows that it is easy to smash the earth stove, but when he cooks roast duck and braised vegetables, if he uses liquefied gas entirely, the cost will rise a lot.

How can the cost of doing business easily increase?

You must reduce costs as much as possible, especially in the early stages of starting a business.

Therefore, he decided to keep the earthen stove, renovate it, install ceramic tiles on it, and use it to cook roast duck and braised vegetables in the future.

The straw and rapeseed straw at home can be used as firewood. If there is not enough, buy some waste wood recycled from demolition and demolition to make firewood. The cost is also much lower than using liquefied gas.

After looking around the kitchen and seeing nothing else that needed to be smashed, he took out the sledgehammer and brought back a shovel specially designed for shoveling walls.

Shovel down the crumbled walls in the kitchen bit by bit.

When his parents built this kitchen, they were really economical. The mortar used to paint the walls used a lot of sand and very little cement.

Over the years, large pieces of these walls have fallen off with just one shovel.

Yang Xingyu held his breath and was shoveling the wall in the kitchen when a young woman's voice came from outside the door, "Hey, Xiaoyu! What are you doing at your house? Are you renovating it? Are you getting married? Or something? Have you found a partner?"

When Yang Xingyu heard the sound, he stopped what he was doing, walked out of the kitchen door quickly, and then took a few breaths of fresh air.

He looked at the two women in the yard, one large and one small. The older one was about 27 or [-] years old. She was his cousin-in-law Bai Jing. She was indeed fair and fair, and quite pretty.

The youngest is her daughter Wenwen, who looks about four or five years old.

At this time, the two women, one older and one younger, each held two sticks of bubble gum in their hands and looked at him curiously while eating.

This bubble gum is not the kind that can blow bubbles.

It's the kind of tube-shaped food fried by a machine using rice and saccharin. Each one looks like a foam tube, and each one is about a foot long.

"Sister-in-law and Wenwen are here? Didn't you have enough for lunch? Are you eating bubble gum at this time?"

Yang Xingyu chatted with a smile.

Bai Jing laughed, and Wenwen replied in a sweet voice: "Bubble gum is delicious, it's a waste to eat less."

This sentence made both Yang Xingyu and Bai Jing laugh.

Bai Jing: "Xiaoyu, are you getting married? Where is the girl you're talking about? Is she your former college classmate?"

Yang Xingyu shook his head, lowered his head and patted the dust on his clothes, and said casually: "I'm not getting married, I just want to renovate the kitchen and start a small business."

Bai Jing was stunned, "Doing business? You do business at home? There are only so many people in our village, what kind of business can you do at home?"

Wenwen also looked up at Yang Xingyu curiously.

At this time, Fang Xiaomei moved a few bricks out of the main room and answered with a smile: "Xiaoyu wants to sell roast duck at home, but his father and I don't agree. If he insists on doing it, we have no choice but to do it." Let him struggle!" "Selling roast duck?"

Bai Jing was surprised. She looked at Fang Xiaomei and then at Yang Xingyu, "Xiaoyu, can you make roast duck?"

"I like roast duck!"

Wenwen announced loudly and happily.

Yang Xingyu laughed, stretched out his hand and tapped her nose, "Then when uncle makes the roast duck, Wenwen can come and try it?"

"Ok!"

Wenwen nodded vigorously with a smile on her face.

……

News spreads quickly in the countryside. Not long after Bai Jing left with her daughter, her father-in-law and mother-in-law came over to watch the fun and ask questions.

Not long after, several people from the next door neighbors came to watch the fun. When everyone came to watch the fun, they asked some curious questions.

Yang Xingyu had no interest in satisfying everyone's curiosity, so he just kept talking. If anyone asked him anything, he would just respond casually.

It was mainly his mother Fang Xiaomei who answered the neighbors.

When half of the wall was shoveled, his father Yang Qingshi came over and asked: "The mortar is ready, when will you use it?"

Yang Xingyu straightened up, patted his sore waist, and handed the shovel to his father with a smile, "Dad! Help me shovel all the walls. Now I'm going to get some mortar and paint the doors and windows." "

Yang Qingshi took the shovel with a dark face, snorted coldly, said nothing, and went to shovel the wall.

He often does small jobs on construction sites, such as mortar and wall shoveling, so he can get started with a shovel.

In other words, although Yang Xingyu has never been a bricklayer, when he started his own business, in order to save costs, he basically did everything he could do by himself.

He has done kitchen decoration work many times himself.

Although the craftsmanship is definitely not as good as that of professional bricklayers, if you work a little slower, you can still do a decent job.

Yang Qingshi, who started shoveling the walls, originally wanted to see his son laugh.

He didn't believe his son could paint doors and windows.

He was mentally prepared. When his son couldn't paint the mortar on the wall, he would sarcastically say a few words to his son, then take over the painting job and let his son continue to shovel the wall.

After all, he has worked as a small worker at construction sites for many years. Although he has never done any major work in these years, he has seen a lot at construction sites and occasionally builds walls and does some painting work. He is still confident that it is nothing more than Do it slower and rougher.

but……

When he saw his son come back with a bucket of mortar, and before picking up the painting knife, he actually knew how to pour a few ladles of water on the doors and windows, and then powdered the mortar on the wall in a decent manner, Yang Qingshi was surprised. "When did you learn to paint?"

Yang Xingyu chuckled, feeling that it would be a pity not to brag about the ready-made cow, so he casually said: "What's so difficult about this? Do you still have to learn how to paint a wall? Isn't it just a skill? Look ! It’s so easy!”

As he spoke, he skillfully painted the window with knife after knife of mortar, which seemed really easy.

Yang Qingshi was speechless and looked complicated.

Because he has been working as a small worker for many years, but he has no confidence that he can be a better fan than his son.

This hurts my self-esteem a bit.

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