House Management Chapter 4181: Oil paint

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According to the young master's intention, Zhang Yu lay down where he had just entered the cave entrance. He was really sleepy. After closing his eyes, he fell asleep in a short while.

"Oh oh oh... oh oh oh..."

I don't know how long he slept, Zhang Yu in his sleep suddenly heard the sound of a rooster crowing.

Zhang Yu thought he had misheard, why can there be roosters in such a place?

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yu heard footsteps daring to come here again, and the rooster crowed again, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Hearing the **** crowing again, Zhang Yu was basically sure that it was really a **** crowing.

He opened his eyes and turned to look outside the cave. The sky was already bright. Soon he could see that someone came over and it was Quilin. Quilin came to the entrance of the cave in a few steps, first glanced outside the cave, then looked inside the cave, and then saw Zhang Yu lying on the ground.

As soon as Zhang Yu was lying there, Quilin immediately shouted angrily: "You dumb, you dare to be lazy, the young master asked you to stand guard, but you hide here to sleep, do you want to die!"

She cursed while walking towards Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu saw her coming, and quickly stood up, yelling "Uh, uh" again, and pointed his finger inside.

It's a coincidence that at the moment Zhang Yu pointed inside, the young master's voice came from the cave, "Quilin, I let him sleep there."

Seeing what the young master said, Quirin quickly stopped and said respectfully: "Young master, didn't you let him stand guard here at night? Why did you let him lie down and sleep, just in case something happens. But what is good."

"What can happen...Quilin, quickly prepare water for me to wash my face..." The Young Master said.

"Yes." Kuilin agreed and walked quickly inside. When she passed by Zhang Yu, she turned her head and gave Zhang Yu a look.

Zhang Yu didn't pay attention to her either, and said in his heart, do people on this island wash their faces? I saw that they did not wash their hands after eating.

With the blinding effort, Zhang Yu suddenly had a urge to urinate. He drank a lot of water in the evening. When he got up in the morning, he would inevitably want to make it easier.

There is no toilet here either. There are trees everywhere, so don't worry about them. Zhang Yu wanted to go out right now, and found a place to solve the problem first, but before he went out, Quirin’s voice sounded in the cave, "Dumb, come in!"

Zhang Yu didn't know anything, so he could only hold back and walked into the cave.

He can see after he follows, the young master is standing in front of the water tank, above the tank cover, there is a washbasin, the young master is busy washing his face.

Quilin squatted by the low table, saw Zhang Yu come in, immediately waved to Zhang Yu, and said, "Come here."

Zhang Yu walked over quickly and saw that there were several small plates on the low table. There was water in the plates. Inside each plate, there were oil cubes of different colors.

"Dissolve these oil blocks and adjust them evenly. I will use them later." Kui Lin said to Zhang Yu.

Listening to what she said, Zhang Yu probably knew what was going on. The Indian custom was to put oil on the face, and Zhang Yu also had it on his face.

On the table, there are four small brushes, which are used to mix different oil colors. Zhang Yu squatted to the table and began to mix things up. Kuine stood up, ran to the young master, and waited on the young master to wipe her face.

The oil lumps in the plate are not big, so I will mix them up quickly. At this time, the young master also finished washing, and under the wait of Quilin, he came over and sat down on the low stool.

When Zhang Yu glanced at it, he was taken aback. The Young Master couldn't tell what he looked like because of the paint on his face. The face is now clean, revealing the original mask. Although her skin is not very white, it is also yellow with white, sword eyebrows and star eyes, straight nose, and the small cherry mouth, she is a big beauty. Not only that, between the eyebrows, there is also a heroic aura. This heroic aura is not the same as Pan Yun's heroic and saucy, it belongs to the inherent dignity.

"The tune is good." The young master didn't pay attention to Zhang Yu staring at himself. After complimenting him, he said: "You can paint for me."

When he heard this, Zhang Yu frowned. He had never done this work before. The oil on my face was not painted by myself.

But there is no way. Since the young master said so, he can only bite the bullet and pick up the brush, smear it with oil paint, and apply one by one on the young master's face.

Don't think it was the first time to do this job, but Zhang Yu also learned to paint when he was in the carpenter's room. At best, one belongs to the wood and one belongs to the face.

Without a lot of effort, Zhang Yu can smear it well. Looking at it, Zhang Yu feels that his craft is quite good.

On the low table, there is a small bronze mirror. The young master took the mirror, took a look, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "It's pretty good, you will be responsible for this in the future."

She put down the mirror, stood up, and said again: "Let's go, didn't you say you can cook, and see what you can do."

After speaking, she turned and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Quilin followed, Zhang Yu stood up and walked outside.

Out of the cave, the young master went straight to the tent in front of him. When he was almost there, he could see that there were more than ten Indians standing there, including men and women.

Some of these people are sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if practicing, while others are practicing throwing javelins. When these people saw the young master coming over, they were all greeted. The young master nodded and said: "Keep busy with you, don't care about me."

She talked while walking, and soon came to a tent.

The curtain of this tent is open. When he came last night, Zhang Yu had passed by, but he didn't look carefully.

Now the young master went directly into the tent, and when Zhang Yu also entered, he immediately discovered that this was originally a kitchen.

Don't think this is a modern society, but there are still things that should be in the kitchen. There are two stoves, many firewood sticks, pots and pans.

When you look carefully, you can discover that bowls and basins are basically made of stone, only the pot is made of iron.

There are also chicken cages in the kitchen with seven or eight chickens.

While Zhang Yu was observing, the young master said, "This is the place to cook. Today's meal is left to you. You can do it now. All the cooking materials are here."

When Zhang Yu heard this, he secretly said in his heart that this young master is really quick and resolute. What he said last night will be implemented immediately this morning.

It's impossible to stop doing it right now. Who told me to say it yesterday? I guess the young master wants to see if he can cook. Because he said he lives on a desert island, he must do everything himself. If you can't, isn't it a gangbang?

Zhang Yu nodded, and immediately searched in the kitchen. Don't say anything, the stuff here is pretty rich. There are also live fish, dried fish, corn, sun-dried corn kernels, and even corn noodles, as well as some vegetables. Some Zhang Yu has seen them, such as cucumbers, while others don't. It’s just that the seasoning is very limited. There are no monosodium glutamate or soy sauce at all. At best, it’s a bit of sea salt.

After seeing it for a while, Zhang Yu wondered, what should I do?